Bian Xiaohong couldn’t believe it. Overnight, the situation had suddenly reversed.
She had already driven away a strict instructor, and if she let Fifth Young Master Nangong go now, all her efforts since enrollnt, painstakingly made to win over n’s hearts, would be in vain.
No, I can’t lose!
She bit her lip, looking innocent and harmless, pitifully gazing at Nangong Yu: "Fifth Master, it’s all my fault. It’s all because of that my sister misunderstood. My sister showing no regard for your face and losing her temper in public must have infuriated you. Fifth Master, don’t worry. Let explain to my sister, okay? She seems like an understanding lady, and once she calms down, she will certainly forgive us."
Every word in this carefully crafted statent had its purpose.
Sure enough, the effect was imdiate—
Xing Yue heard this, and before Nangong Yu could reply, couldn’t help but sneer:
"Forgive you? Who do you think you are, deserving my forgiveness?"
"Just so you know, I can choose to get angry at Nangong Yu whenever I want. Do I need to check the calendar or consult astrology before dealing with him?"
"Also, little girl, sorry, I don’t know you, and I’m not familiar with sisters who act so two-faced!"
Having said this, she grabbed Zuzi’s hand and started to walk: "Zuzi, even if we don’t leave, let’s find another place to enjoy the show. The air here is polluted with a stench I can’t stand!"
With resolve, she didn’t even bother giving Nangong Yu another minute to explain.
This elicited a light laugh from Zuzi: "Alright, Ancestor will follow Xiao Yueyue’s lead."
Bian Xiaohong’s lips curled slightly.
She had honed her skills in reading people over years of hardship. They weren’t learned for nothing.
Heh, let’s see who stays calm; the calm one is the winner. You, won like Zuzi with odd mannerisms and you, strong-headed won like Xing Yue, without a hint of tenderness—what man could stand that?
Do n not care about their dignity? Will they let you humiliate them like this?
Though she thought this way, outwardly she still appeared extrely wronged, whispering as she grabbed Nangong Yu’s arm: "Fifth Master, sister’s words are so hurtful, but I know her heart isn’t bad. It’s all my fault. Please don’t argue with sister because of ..."
Just as she was whispering and playing with words according to plan to further insinuate her point.
Nangong Yu’s reaction was completely unexpected.
All of a sudden, Nangong Yu impatiently flung her away like discarding a hot potato: "Shut up! Don’t you dare say my Yue Yue talks harshly. If my Yue Yue wants to get angry at , that’s a form of affection, a kind of fun. What do you kids know!"
With that, he turned and chased after Xing Yue and Zuzi: "Yue Yue, calm down. It’s not worth letting soone like make you angry. By the way, I just got so extra points for your student. Praise , please..."
The onlookers were silent: "..." They’ve seen persistent types before, but never soone so persistently diverse and effusive with complints!
Bian Xiaohong: "..." Nangong Yu’s stark contrast in behavior was beyond reason, unprecedented, how could he think entirely unlike other n?
In terms of youth, gentleness, and obedience, she was miles ahead of Xing Yue.
Isn’t Xing Yue just an older woman with a good family background? Why would Fifth Master Nangong grovel to her like this?
And as for her, despite all her chasing and serving n, she got discarded just like that.
Does God discriminate against the poor?
Feeling indignant and tumultuous inside.
Yet she saw Zuzi, already stepping away, suddenly glance back at her with a faint smile, almost mockingly: "It’s because you neither have the destiny nor the virtue."
Whether rich or poor, it has nothing to do with it, little muddy spot.
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