Chapter 1391 Being Targeted by Her Fiancé's Beloved's White Moonlight 15
Young Master Zheng isn't one to be trifled with either. If you punch me, I'll kick you twice. Neither of us will get the better of the other.
After listening quietly, Song Jinhuan turned and asked, "Did Miss Yan go to Qingfang Mountain specifically to find Su Le?"
Excitement rose in Yan Xiyue's eyes; it was finally time to make trouble for her!
"I just wanted to go up the mountain to clear my head, I never expected to run into them."
Song Jinhuan glanced at Su Le with a half-smile and continued, "Then it's Young Master Zheng's fault. How could he misunderstand that Miss Yan has feelings for Su Le?"
Su Le complained, "Sister!"
Yan Xiyue looked touched. "I never expected Miss Su to trust me so much."
Song Jinhuan smiled and nodded, "It's one thing if others don't believe you, but why wouldn't I?"
“After all, last night I saw you and Gu Tianyuan kissing passionately in the garden.”
Yan Xiyue's face was visibly pale. "Miss Su, you...you've mistaken me for someone else."
Yan Xiyue: [How dare she say it so directly? Isn't she afraid of losing face?]
The heartthrob: [Does she have a reckless, crazy side?]
Su Le, standing to the side, said incredulously, "Sister! Sister Yueyue just has a good relationship with her future brother-in-law. Are you sure you haven't mistaken her for someone else?"
Popularity Queen: [Su Le: Favorability 50.]
Yan Xiyue: [Damn it, he's questioning me outwardly, but secretly he's lowering my opinion of him!]
Song Jinhuan was initially quite angry when she heard Su Le say that, but she didn't expect that she had secretly lowered Su Le's favorability, and she laughed like crazy.
Yan Xiyue immediately adopted an aura of sanctity and said unhappily, "In short, Miss Su must have seen it wrong."
Song Jinhuan casually tossed her hair, genuinely curious, and asked, "Miss Yan, how many people have you wronged based on that statement?"
She's definitely not the first one.
Seeing that she was so unwilling to eat or drink, Yan Xiyue felt resentful in her heart, but on the surface she looked like she was about to cry: "Miss Su, why did you wrong me!"
Su Le stared intently at Yan Xiyue and said disappointedly, "Sister Yueyue, my sister has very good eyesight."
Therefore, it's impossible for me to have misread it.
With a favorability rating of 50, it's not like they'd argue with their family for the sake of an outsider.
His mind seemed to suddenly become much clearer.
Seeing this, Song Jinhuan smiled politely at Yan Xiyue and said, "Miss Yan, why don't you go back first?"
Yan Xiyue knew that nothing would happen if she stayed any longer, so she could only stomp her feet and leave.
With mixed emotions, Su Le walked up to Young Master Zheng with her head hanging low. "Hey, isn't anyone coming to pick you up?"
Zheng Qingyu tossed his head back and said, "None of your business!"
Song Jinhuan walked to Su Le's side, and Zheng Qingyu, despite the pain, stood up and greeted her, "Hello, Miss Su."
Song Jinhuan smiled and nodded, "Is someone coming to pick you up?"
Compared to Su Le's irritating and provocative tone, Zheng Qingyu was noticeably more polite to the gentle and kind Song Jinhuan, saying, "Uncle will come to pick me up."
Song Jinhuan, holding a bag of medicine, pointed to his face and said, "Let me treat your wounds."
Zheng Qingyu was a little shy. "Oh, I'm so embarrassed."
Su Le snatched the bag away. "Here, let me apply the medicine for you!"
Zheng Qingyu looked at him warily. "You?"
Su Le dipped a cotton ball in iodine, leaned closer, and whispered, "You want my sister to apply the medicine for you? Dream on!"
He then said loudly, "What happened today was my fault, I acted impulsively! I'm sorry, Zheng Qingyu, I hope you won't take it to heart."
No matter how Zheng Qingyu tried to dodge, the iodine always managed to get right onto the wound, causing him to scream in pain.
Song Jinhuan crossed her arms and watched this scene with a faint smile in her eyes.
"Uncle!" Suddenly, Zheng Qingyu looked behind Song Jinhuan and shouted for help.
Song Jinhuan subconsciously turned her head and saw a man in a silver-gray suit walking towards them unhurriedly.
He looked slightly surprised when he saw her. "Miss Su?"
A surge of emotions, more turbulent than ocean waves, welled up in his deep eyes, but ultimately he concealed them beneath a calm surface.
He subtly locked the woman in the depths of his pupils; even a brief glance was enough to bring him solace.
It was worth it for him to come all this way despite his busy schedule to pick up a child from a distant relative's house.
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