Su Jinyu just raised her chin with a faint smile on her face, "I'm here to celebrate your father's birthday, why don't you welcome me?"
Her voice was clear and contained a hint of teasing.
Luo Ling glared at her, clearly showing that she didn't welcome her, and put her hands on her hips like an angry little animal.
"Is this your way of entertaining guests?" Su Jinyu tilted her head to look at her, but her eyes swept towards Shen Jingyu.
"놖 That's how you treat your guests!!"
Ever since she saw Su Jinyu and Zhou Youchen getting engaged, Luo Ling cried all day, and waited for half a day for the swelling to subside before she came to see people.
Looking at the bright and beautiful Su Jinyu, she couldn't suppress her anger, "If you don't like it, you can leave."
Her voice was sharp, especially piercing in this busy courtyard.
Su Jinyu walked around her, sat down gracefully, and adjusted her skirt. "You don't know how to entertain guests. I don't blame you. After all... you just broke up. I understand."
She did not hesitate to break through Luo Ling's psychological defenses. Her voice was gentle but like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Luo Ling's heart.
Luo Ling's eyes instantly turned red, and her eyes were filled with tears, "You, you just got divorced, and you're hooking up with Youchen."
As she spoke, she pointed at Su Jinyu, her body trembling slightly with anger.
Then he shook his head and said, "You had seen him before you got divorced. That day in the hospital, you went to flirt with him."
Luo Ling's voice was tearful and her face was full of grievance.
Su Jinyu almost forgot about what happened at the hospital. Luo Ling and Li Xiangyun argued about it for a long time.
Of course, she denied such an accusation, her face was serious and her voice was a little colder: "Ms. Luo, before the divorce, I only knew Zhou Youchen and never had any emotional involvement... If you continue to talk nonsense, I would like to teach you a lesson on behalf of Director Luo."
She stood up, staring at Luo Ling fiercely, her aura completely suppressing her.
"I have seen you a few times. You have tried every trick on Zhou Youchen. Did he pay attention to you? Did you flirt with him?"
"you……"
Luo Ling was about to hit her regardless, but Shen Jingyu, who came rushing over, grabbed her arm.
Shen Jingyu pulled her hard and said anxiously, "Calm down."
Shen Jingyu was wearing a light blue cheongsam, with her hair simply draped behind her head, and her face was full of anxiety.
Luo Ling's eyes were red, and she looked at Chen Jingyu aggrievedly, "She, she took away Youchen from me."
There was endless grievance in her voice, like a helpless child.
"What belongs to you cannot be taken away."
Shen Jingyu glanced at Su Jinyu secretly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, "Don't bother with her."
Su Jinyu exaggerated and said, "Zhou Youchen is still your fiancé. If you have the patience, you can snatch him away... You can seduce him however you want, I will never care."
There was a hint of provocation in her voice and a half-smile on her face.
After hearing this, Luo Ling covered her face, squatted down, and broke down crying.
Her cries echoed in the courtyard, attracting the attention of people around her.
Looking at the situation here, Luo Ling was obviously crying because of Su Jinyu, but no one dared to come forward.
The crowd either pretended not to see it or talked about it in low voices.
Su Jinyu didn't want to coax a child. While Luo Ling was crying, she passed by Shen Jingyu and whispered, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear it: "Pay attention to your food and drink, and don't wander around."
After saying that, he walked over calmly.
Her steps were light and her posture was graceful, as if nothing had happened.
After hearing this, Shen Jingyu felt inexplicably relieved.
She nodded slightly, then squatted down again, softly comforting Luo Ling with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.
The outside world is still unaware of her plan to marry Director Luo, otherwise Luo Ling would never have said a single word to her.
As soon as Su Jinyu left, the air around them seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then many socialites gathered around Luo Ling like sharks smelling blood to comfort her.
Their footsteps were quick and crisp, and the sound of their high heels hitting the ground echoed throughout this small area.
These socialites were all dressed in gorgeous and exquisite cheongsams with intricate patterns embroidered on the collars and cuffs. They exuded a strong scent of perfume, which mixed together and permeated the air, making people feel depressed.
Luo Ling lowered her head, her carefully styled curly hair was now a little messy. A few strands of hair fell beside her cheeks, and were soaked by tears and stuck to her skin.
She did not complain, but just cried. At first, her cry was suppressed sobbing, and her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to endure something. Then it gradually became louder and turned into a loud howl. Her voice was sharp and sad, echoing in the air of the courtyard, attracting the attention of the guests around her, casting curious and inquiring glances at her.
Director Luo stood aside, the smile on his face froze instantly, his brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Seeing his daughter lose her composure like this, he felt a little annoyed, but he couldn't show it.
He raised his hand and waved, and in a low voice, asked someone to take Luo Ling back to the room.
The servants hurried and carefully supported Luo Ling. Her body was limp and she almost had to be carried away.
Mrs. Shen watched from the side, her eyes rolled, and she quickly said, “How about, let Jingyu go and accompany her.”
Her voice was gentle, but it carried a hint of authority that could not be refused.
Mrs. Shen was wearing a dark purple cheongsam with a jade brooch pinned to her collar, which shone coldly in the sun.
Her eyes moved back and forth between Director Luo and Shen Jingyu, with a faint smile on her lips, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
Director Luo looked at Shen Jingyu indifferently.
At this time, Shen Jingyu was supporting Luo Ling. She lowered her head, her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
My body couldn't stop shaking, like a leaf shivering in the cold wind.
She bit her lower lip so hard that it turned white. She subconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes with both hands, and her knuckles turned white from the force.
Director Luo smiled, with a hint of deep meaning in his smile, "Alright, they are good friends, they can help comfort Lingling."
As he spoke, he nodded slightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
Before Shen Jingyu could open his mouth to refuse, he felt a strong hand grabbing his arm, 놆Mrs. Shen.
Mrs. Shen's hand was very strong, and she pulled her forward. Shen Jingyu only felt a pain in her arm.
She looked up in panic, looking for Su Jinyu's figure anxiously, her eyes wide open like a frightened deer.
But before he could find anyone, he heard Su Jinyu's voice approaching from afar.
"Why, do you want to hide and cry?" Su Jinyu's voice was clear and pleasant, echoing in the air like a silver bell.
She walked slowly out of the crowd, her figure light and steps graceful, each step like a carefully choreographed dance.
She didn't look at Chen Jingyu, but casually cast her eyes on Luo Ling behind her.
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