Chapter 477

"Do you want me to expose Duan Feiyang's affair with Ye Waner?"

A low, cold voice sounded from the side of the body.

Su Qinghuan turned his face and met murongchen's burning eyes.

She also nodded frankly, didn't hide her mind at all, and even flattered the dog leg.

"Indeed, the son of God is so clever that he can even guess this."

The man stared at the girl's beautiful side face. His lips were slightly hooked and his eyes were a little interested.

"You don't have to praise me so much, but Miss Su, the son of the world is a little curious. You care so much about Duan Feiyang and ye Waner. Are you still angry with Duan Feiyang, so you want to destroy their good deeds?"

"Do you think this is a good thing?"

"Otherwise?"

Murongchen's lip angle has a deeper radian.

"Since ye Waner and Duan Feiyang are in love with each other, I think if Prime Minister Ye knows, maybe he will be happy to make people beautiful."

The man obviously said something ironic. Murongchen's eyes were strange, like a hook. Su Qing's heart trembled with joy.

——Not to mention that this was in ancient times when the hierarchy and the major defense of men and women were extremely strict. Even in modern times, a young girl who had just reached the age of marriage negotiation climbed the wall with her lover in the middle of the night and had a private meeting at home. I was afraid that her legs would be broken by her parents.

Will a man who seriously pursues other people's girls do such shameless things?

In this kind of thing, the world often makes fun of men at most, saying that men's nature is wind flow.

But what about the daughter's house?

It is likely to be labeled as immoral. If this marriage is successful in the future, it is inevitable that there will be three aunts and six women pointing behind it.

If not, it will be even worse. I'm afraid that even the grade of the blind date will be reduced by three levels in the future.

Duan Feiyang is at least a weak champion. Will he not understand this truth?

It's just because he thinks Ye Waner's family background is too good for him. In order to win the noble daughter of this aristocratic family, he would rather discredit Ye Waner than force the marriage.

……

Su Qinghuan knows what murongchen is waiting for. People like murongchen who yearn for power naturally don't want to be all ye Waner and Duan Feiyang.

He was afraid of becoming his counselor, but he broke his plan for a little love.

Su Qinghuan sighed.

"Shizi, in fact, you're worried that I'm still in love with my ex fiance? This Shizi can rest assured that if I really have feelings for him, I won't withdraw from my marriage."

Murongchen picked his eyebrows and saw the afterglow of the setting sun on Su Qinghuan's side face. The girl's plain face was so beautiful that it seemed that even the small fluff on her face could be clearly distinguished.

He could hear that Su Qinghuan really put down. When talking about Duan Feiyang, he seemed to be talking about a stranger, even revenge.

There was no half excitement.

Is it true that someone can get away from his once obsessive feelings so quickly?

Murongchen moved away from his sight, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"So, how do you want me to revenge them? Do you want Duan Feiyang and ye Waner to be separated?"

"No."

Su Qinghuan didn't mind exposing his nature in front of murongchen.

The girl leaned against the wall. Her eyes were dark and looked a little cold, but there was a bit of leisurely pity in her eyes.

That was a sigh for ye Waner.

……

"Shizi, whether you believe it or not, I'm aiming at Duan Feiyang from beginning to end."

Even at some level, Su Qinghuan even felt that she was saving Ye Waner.

At this age, Prime Minister Ye must be more thorough than outsiders like them. If he wants to beat mandarin ducks, ye Waner and Duan Feiyang can still stick together, it's also a pity for ye Waner.

Of course, Su Qinghuan didn't have the virgin to that extent. If ye Waner couldn't think of it, there was nothing she could do.

After all, ye Waner was so domineering when she hit her. Su Qinghuan didn't think such a girl was worth her further rescue.

Every man has his own life.

……

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple. The prince might as well tell Prime Minister Ye frankly. Recently, he saw a girl who looks a little like Ye Waner walking close to Duan Feiyang. Prime Minister Ye has time to pay attention to the whereabouts of his daughter in the middle of the night."

"OK."

……

Murongchen promised very neatly.

He looked at the girl's leisurely appearance, and his heart suddenly moved.

Murongchen stepped forward and blocked Su Qinghuan against the courtyard wall of Fengtai temple.

"Miss Su, does my son help you again?"

The man's eyes looked at the girl for a moment. He always had a feeling that if he missed the girl in front of him, he would regret even if he held the imperial power in the future.

This feeling is inexplicable and turbulent.

But the stem is on the apex of the heart and can't be ignored.

Su Qinghuan was so fixed to look at, her heart jumped, some did not dare to face the man's deep Phoenix eyes.

Finally, Su Qinghuan had to keep his eyes closed and looked embarrassed to change the topic.

"Of course, but the noble son's house is kind-hearted. He must not care about such a small thing."

"Little things?"

Murongchen lengthened his tone meaningfully.

"But I don't think it's a small thing about you."

How can you have the illusion that you have been molested?

Look at the man's face getting closer and closer.

It was as if the handsome eyebrows were about to cast a shadow on his cheek, and Su Qinghuan's throat was slightly dry.

"Then I want to thank the prince for his willingness to help. I think if ye Waner knows his way back, I'm afraid it's not me who thank the prince most, but Prime Minister Ye Cheng's house."

"I don't need their gratitude."

Murongchen looked a little contemptuous.

What if I sold Prime Minister Ye?

He doesn't take such things to heart.

All he wanted was the heart of the little woman in front of him.

……

And Su Qinghuan shook his mind.

"What does the prince mean?"

Murongchen swept the girl's face from top to bottom. He knew what Su Qinghuan was resisting.

But he really didn't think of the answer.

Murongchen's lips lightly pursed, and his bright Phoenix eyes were slightly silent.

The man's voice is cold.

"Just rest early. I've asked my subordinates to buy you a mansion. Just check in at that time."

"OK, thank you, son."

Thanks again?

What he needs is the word of thanks.

Murongchen became more and more agitated.

But I don't know how to change this situation.

What if Su Qinghuan is forcibly accepted?

Murongchen didn't want to see her sad.

What he wants is the girl's willingness.

……

Murongchen's eyes were heavy when he returned to his residence.

"Xiao Liu, you promised me the last flowing banquet at Prime Minister Ye Cheng's house."