Accidentally Married A Fox God – The Sovereign Lord Spoils His Wife Chapter 140 A Friend, But Maybe Something More

Shu Qianqian swayed as she stepped into the cabin, shaking like a leaf. The girl’s rosy face had lost its usual cheer, and her large almond eyes were devoid of spirit.

"Sister irong, we need to talk." She spoke in a monotone voice.

Li irong was taken aback by the abrupt changes she saw in her friend. Earlier on, Shu Qianqian barged into the room with the sa old haughty attitude she had always displayed. Afterwards, her enraged expression transford into one of shock, that much made sense.

Now, she seed to be terror-stricken.

It hadn’t even been five minutes since the girl had been waiting outside. What changed?

Li irong expected to be directly barraged with probing questions, but Shu Qianqian remained unusually silent.

"Sister Qianqian, are you alright? What happened to you?" Li irong inquired.

"I’m fine. Nothing happened." Shu Qianqian kept her answer brief.

As Li irong went to stand by Shu Qianqian’s side and bobbed her head in greeting, the despondent girl instantly withdrew a few steps back. The intricately made hairpin that complinted Shu Qianqian’s elaborate hairstyle with spring flowers and tiny butterflies rattled as she skittered backwards.

Noticing how her friend recoiled when she edged closer, Li irong bit her slightly swollen lip and turned around, masking her disappointnt. She went towards the charcoal stove and heated up a bowl filled with water.

"Sister Qianqian, I’m really sorry about before, please knock next ti. What brings you to my place so early in the morning?" Li irong answered ekly, mild-mannered. Busying herself with tea preparation, she placed a few spoonfuls of herbs in the bowl.

Most people thought that Li irong was a reserved and respectful person. Only a few people knew her well enough to discern that when she acted this way, it was in order to hide her insecurities.

Shu Qianqian wasn’t one of those knowledgable few.

Despite being acquainted with Shu Qianqian for all these years, Li irong had always felt that their friendship bond wasn’t as strong as the one she shared with Bao Li.

Shu Qianqian stayed put as she disregarded Li irong’s response and answered with a question of her own, "Who was that man before?"

"He is..." Li irong montarily paused and said, "a friend, but maybe sothing more. He’s Grandmaster’s Zhu Zhang’s son, and he saved my life once, many years ago."

’What does that even an, "maybe sothing more"?’ Shu Qianqian clenched her small fists together, slowly regaining her reasoning once more. She asked, "Are you going to marry him?"

The water finally boiled and Li irong arranged a cup of tea for her guest. She turned back to Shu Qianqian, handing over the warm cup for her to hold onto, as she shook her head and replied. "I don’t know. I don’t think I’m ready to marry anybody."

"Is that so..." Shu Qianqian reluctantly accepted the cup of tea. Her hollow expression recovered so of its fiery arrogance.