Su Qiuyu believed that, in Xia Zheng’s heart, she had already become a wicked woman who looked down on Lin Yuan and intentionally suppressed her.
Moreover, she believed that Xia Zheng’s words just now were entirely a warning to her, warning her not to provoke Lin Yuan in the future, otherwise, her fate would certainly be worse than Yaner’s.
While pondering, Su Qiuyu didn’t even notice that Xia Zheng had already taken Lin Yuan by the hand and left, making sure to tell her before departing, "I’ve already sent a message to your elder brother. If he doesn’t come to pick you up, I’ll arrange for someone to escort you back to the Capital."
So eager to chase her away!
How infuriating! She, Su Qiuyu, who had everything at her beck and call in the Capital city, even the princess had to show her respect. Yet today, in this nondescript little place called Zhuma Town, she’d been defeated by a mere village girl, and defeated so embarrassingly at that!
Su Qiuyu was so angry that she nearly tore the handkerchief she was holding, her originally clear and lustrous fingers now reddening from the force.
Yaner knew her mistress was angry and called out tentatively, "Madam, you... ah!"
Su Qiuyu slapped Yaner across the face, "Useless thing! You can’t even outdo a village girl!"
Yaner took the slap without resistance, not daring to evade, her cheek immediately showing a red handprint. Despite being in pain to the point of tears, Yaner bit her lip and kept her eyes low, not daring to speak.
"Lin Yuan, just you wait! Let’s see if you can still be so arrogant when Madam arrives tomorrow!"
In another room, Xia Zheng held Lin Yuan’s hand tightly, unwilling to let go, while Lin Yuan herself said nothing. Since Su Qiuyu and her servant had framed her, she had been silent for quite a while.
Xia Zheng thought she was angry and quickly embraced her, consoling her tenderly, "Yuanyuan, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left you alone to let them bully you."
Lin Yuan was startled, bullied by them, had Xia Zheng seen through it?
"Xia Zheng, you don’t even ask me and you believe I’m the one being bullied? Have you never considered that, contrary to what you think, it’s actually as Yaner said, that I deliberately spilled the tea on her?"
Xia Zheng suddenly pecked her on the lips, smiling somewhat smugly, "Even better."
Looking at Lin Yuan’s bewildered little eyes, Xia Zheng felt extremely joyful inside, "Why? Don’t rivals in love always glare at each other? If you got along well with her, it would hurt me even more!"
Amused by Xia Zheng’s absurd reasoning, Lin Yuan gently punched him, pouting, "So, do you believe what Yaner said?"
Xia Zheng captured her small fist and rubbed it back and forth against his lips; her little hand was a bit cold, whether from worry or fear.
"Yuanyuan, I don’t believe what others say. I only believe you. Whatever you say, I’ll believe. Although I know it’s a bit irrational, in my heart, only you matter the most."
It wasn’t particularly sweet nothings, but to Lin Yuan, they sounded sweeter than honey.
She gently cradled Xia Zheng’s face in her hands, and for the first time, took the initiative to kiss his lips, "It’s your irrationality that I like about you."
Xia Zheng smiled, hugged her tight, and continued the unfinished kiss, "Then let me be irrational once more."
The entire room was filled with their immense happiness and sweetness.
Xiao Linshuang clutched her protesting belly, famished, looking at Lao Fan with a mournful pout, "Master, let’s go out, your disciple is hungry."