Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Accusing Her of False Benevolence Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Accusing Her of False Benevolence Ye Yunting turned his head to look at her; in the twilight, half of his face was lit by the light, the other half shrouded in shadow.
“Chu Nanli, who allowed you to bring this little beast back?”
Chu Nanli didn’t even bother to answer him, hurrying over to check on the little creature’s condition.
It seemed that the kick Ye Yunting had delivered hadn’t been very hard, for when it landed, the creature had clawed at the ground and hadn’t fallen off.
Seeing Chu Nanli approaching, it even wagged its tail at her and circled around her.
Only then did Chu Nanli breathe a sigh of relief, but she was still not entirely at ease and squatted down to inspect it more carefully.
In her previous life, although she had been a military doctor, she had also treated some endangered animals and possessed a first-class veterinary license.
Not far away, Ye Yunting watched this scene in silence.
The sky had already darkened, and the lights had not yet been lit in the courtyard.
The cool moonlight wrapped around the woman in a white dress, making her seem as if she were glowing. Her delicate, pale side profile made the anxious expression on her face seem almost piercing, as if it were breaking through the beauty.
Ye Yunting opened his mouth mockingly, “Pretending again in front of this Prince?”
Upon hearing this, Chu Nanli, holding back her anger, retorted.
“If the Prince hadn’t kicked it, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to act.”
Ye Yunting coldly said, “You can pretend to be kind to a dog, so why can’t you be a little nicer to Yingying?”
His eyes were sharp and oppressive, as if wanting to cut open Chu Nanli’s heart to see what she was really thinking.
Chu Nanli lifted her head, the moonlight falling on her face, highlighting the chill in her eyes even more sharply.
“If the Prince says I am pretending to be kind, then so be it, I don’t care to explain. I can answer the earlier question…”
She paused, her tone mocking, “Because the little one is sincere, while certain people are not.”
After speaking, she no longer paid any attention to Ye Yunting. She made sure the little one wasn’t hurt and hurried into the house to get food.
Ye Yunting frowned, only then remembering how Chu Nanli had once bent her supposedly proud spine to beg him to keep this little black dog, calling it “little one” as well.
He sneered.
It was unclear if he was mocking Chu Nanli for naming the dog “little one,” or mocking the current Chu Nanli for being as pretentious as before, acting arrogant when she was merely a commoner.
“Throw it out, I will not allow you to keep it in the mansion. If it harms Yingying, even ten of its lives would not be enough to compensate.”
Ye Yunting issued his final ultimatum.
The little one, understanding human nature, bared its teeth and growled at him.
Ye Yunting’s eyes turned hostile, “Seeking death!”
“Little one!” At the critical moment, Chu Nanli called out to it and placed the plate of food on the ground, soothing it, “Go ahead and eat, don’t mind the others.”
After the little one nudged her hand with its head, it began to eat.
Chu Nanli then turned towards Ye Yunting, her voice cold, “Has the Prince become so cruel that he cannot even spare a pregnant dog?”
Ye Yunting’s expression imperceptibly paused for a moment; for the first time since he entered, he seriously took a look at the little one and indeed noticed its swollen belly.
“At the Auction House this afternoon, you fought for the fetus-preserving medicine for this dog?”
Chu Nanli was momentarily taken aback, then realized that Ye Yunting had misunderstood.
Before she could answer, Ye Yunting laughed scornfully, “I had no idea you were so naive. How can an animal take human medicine?”
Though he spoke thus, his tone had softened somewhat from before.
Chu Nanli stood up, looking at him coldly, “If the Prince refers to it as just a beast, then what does that make you, who was saved by the little one?”
As her words fell, the atmosphere in the courtyard became suddenly tense.
Yanyan and the other servants who had come to the front courtyard happened to hear this sentence, and their footsteps stiffened, not daring to even breathe aloud.