Beichen Ying was amused when he heard this. He looked at Mo Yunqing with a smile and said, "You are really weird, girl. What qualifications do you have to question Nangong? Who are you?"
Mo Yunqing smiled coldly, tilted her neck, and glanced around arrogantly. Finally, she glared at Beichen Ying: "Brother Nangong will be my future husband. Do you think I have any say in this?"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence all around.
Su Luo felt as if she had stepped on something nasty. She bumped into Nangong Liuyun's arm and asked in a low voice, "Is this true?"
Su Luo asked this question, which meant that she didn't believe it and was laughing at the joke.
Nangong Liuyun stared at Su Luo silently: "Do you think it's possible?"
Su Luo nodded silently: "When it comes to a girl's reputation, she shouldn't lie."
Nangong Liuyun suddenly felt a headache: "Do you think I lied?"
"No." Su Luo explained slowly, "You forgot that you have a father who likes to stir up trouble."
Nangong Liuyun: “…”
"No way? You mean..." Beichen Ying heard their conversation clearly and found it too unbelievable.
"Is your old emperor not so confused?" Zi Yan had three black lines on her forehead.
Dare to arrange a marriage for him without asking the third brother's opinion? Did the old emperor take the wrong medicine, or swallow the ambition of the leopard? He really is not afraid of death.
Su Luo patted Nangong Liuyun's firm chest and said with a smile: "Look, such a good man is naturally waiting for the price, and finally sold for a good price."
Everyone was in a state of confusion. Nangong Liuyun clenched his hands into fists, making crackling sounds of bones colliding.
The four of them gathered in a circle, whispering to each other and chatting to themselves, excluding Mo Yunqing.
Mo Yunqing couldn't hear anything, and couldn't squeeze in, so she immediately became annoyed: "What are you discussing? Humph! Brother Nangong will be my future husband, and no one can change this!"
Su Luo looked at Mo Yunqing, who had tilted her neck, speechlessly.
Just now, she was feeling guilty for bumping her neck for no reason, but now Su Luo was frustrated. Why didn't she hit Miss Mo Yunqing more seriously? Nangong dared to steal her without even asking who Su Luo was.
Nangong Liuyun raised his thin lips in a mocking smile: "Mo Yunqing, you are quite interesting."
"Brother Nangong!" Seeing Nangong Liuyun paying attention to her, Mo Yunqing was immediately filled with joy and jumped up cheeringly. However, because of the big movement, her neck was pulled, and the pain instantly made her tears roll in her eyes. "Hmph! This girl must find that dead woman in mink fur and tear her into pieces!"
"Why?" Nangong Liuyun asked with a smile, and glanced at Su Luo calmly out of the corner of his eye.
"Because it was that damn woman in mink who sat on my neck and twisted it!" Mo Yunqing glared angrily.
She couldn't recall the man's height or appearance, but she could clearly see he was wearing a mink fur coat. It was a top-quality snow-cloud mink coat, ridiculously expensive, requiring only the rich and noble to wear it. But so what? Who could be richer than the Third Miss of the Mo Clan?
A dead woman in mink?
Beichen Ying and the others all looked at Su Luo silently. Although they had expected this, they still found it incredible when Mo Yunqing confirmed it herself.
"Hey, what's with that look on your face? Did you see that dead woman in the mink coat?" Mo Yunqing exclaimed in surprise when she saw their strange expressions.
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