Gu Wenjuan’s heart skipped a beat.
Emotions that couldn’t be contained surged in that instant.
And beside her, Uncle Dong’s face darkened upon hearing Yu Siqiao’s words, "Young Master Yu, please do not forget that you were engaged to Princess Mo just yesterday."
Yu Siqiao scoffed, "Being engaged to such a person is an insult to ."
Gu Wenjuan clearly heard the disgust in his words, both said and unsaid, and found it extrely curious.
Princess Mo was such a beautiful woman, yet Young Master Yu really detested her so much...
Uncle Dong’s complexion turned utterly dark, "Please be a bit more respectful, she is already your fiancée!"
"Yes, precisely because she is already my fiancée, so in the future, the Mo Family will join forces with the Yu Family," Yu Siqiao’s lips curved slightly as he looked at Uncle Dong and said softly, "This is sothing everyone is happy to see, isn’t it?"
As Yu Siqiao’s words ended, suddenly, from the other end of the microphone he was holding, ca the voice of Yu Chen, "Young Master Yu, there’s sothing..."
Yu Siqiao said, "Speak."
Yu Chen said, "Do you rember? Long ago, Princess Mo had already started preparing your engagent sweets."
Yu Siqiao of course knew this.
The reason he hadn’t stopped it was simply because he felt indifferent.
In such a powerful alliance through marriage, there was bound to be no affection.
So let her deal with these fanciful trifles if she liked.
"So?" Yu Siqiao sneered, "She wouldn’t be foolish enough to think that she could get to personally distribute them, would she?"
"Uh," Yu Chen coughed lightly at these words and said, "No, I’ve just received news that Princess Mo has... donated all those sweets."
Yu Siqiao’s disdain in his heart slightly diminished, sowhat surprised, "Donated?"
"Yes, not only that, but Princess Mo has also destroyed all the prepared joint photos, congratulatory ssages, everything that symbolizes the joy of the engagent..."
Yu Siqiao narrowed his eyes sharply, "Destroyed?"
"Yes."
Yu Siqiao’s brow furrowed, feeling incredulous and squinting his eyes, "What ga is this woman playing?"
Was it a deliberate strategy to get caught by feigning escape? Or so other new gimmick?
Yu Chen was also extrely puzzled. At first, when he heard about it, he thought he had heard wrong. After inquiring several tis, Yu Chen finally dared to believe what he had heard was true.
Yu Siqiao hung up the phone and turned to Uncle Dong to ask, "Where is your mistress?"
Uncle Dong, respectful yet assertive, answered, "Princess Mo is in class."
In class?
Yu Siqiao scorned inwardly.
Probably busy finding a new way to announce her engagent happiness everywhere.
Yu Siqiao looked indifferently at Uncle Dong and said, "I will send soone to pick her up tonight. If she has suffered even the slightest grievance, I will take it up with your Family Head."
Having said that, he turned and left.
Uncle Dong’s face was particularly ugly, looking at Gu Wenjuan with increasing disdain, he sneered, "It turns out the lowly are powerful indeed, captivating Young Master Yu in no ti at all. What cheap tricks did you use? Why don’t you teach too?"
Gu Wenjuan’s face turned pale as she hung her head, not daring to speak.
Uncle Dong warned with a cold face, "Young Master Yu is Princess Mo’s fiancé, regardless of what their marital relationship may be, it’s not a reason for anyone to intervene. Don’t let any fly or mosquito think they can take a bite, lest they get swatted dead."
Gu Wenjuan felt a jolt in her heart and buried her head even lower, gripping the hem of her school uniform tightly with both hands.
Yes, they were never from the sa world, to begin with.
How could she have the audacity to fantasize?
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