Transmigrated villain – My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness Chapter 437 - Zhao Nishang Begins to "Change"

(Evening’s here, and Master still hasn’t returned...)

(With the scheming protagonist’s deliberate setup, her first kiss is probably gone...)

(And after being taken advantage of, Master might even comfort the protagonist, saying she doesn’t mind, telling him not to worry...)

(Sigh, such a serious and aloof person like Master, what a pity!)

(She’ll have to start sneaking around behind Junior Sister’s back!)

“......”

Wang Haoran listened to Li Yuan’s inner voice.

Clearly, the so-called plot had gone off the rails completely.

Because at this mont, Shangguan Yunlan—

“Haoran, we...”

“Must pretend nothing happened!”

Saying this.

The effects of the potion wore off, and she finally regained her composure and calmness.

Feeling the warmth of the embrace behind her, her face flushed, she spoke shyly.

“Hmm? Pretend nothing happened?”

“But just now, Martial Aunt, you agreed.”

Wang Haoran held her tightly, “No, I like you, Martial Aunt!”

Hearing the confession, Shangguan Yunlan smiled and quickly explained:

“Don’t misunderstand, I an... in front of others, we should act as usual.”

“Especially in front of Junior Sister and Anning!”

Otherwise, she’d die of embarrassnt!

Wang Haoran replied, “Auntie... she definitely knows!”

This was all orchestrated by his aunt!

“She doesn’t know!” Shangguan Yunlan was clearly in denial—

“In front of others, I’m just your Martial Aunt.”

“But...”

Her tone beca incredibly shy: “When it’s just the two of us... as compensation...”

“You, you can do whatever you want...”

“Okay, I understand, Martial Aunt!”

Since Martial Aunt said so, now that it’s just the two of them, Wang Haoran naturally had to “do whatever he wanted”!

At this mont.

Facing Shangguan Yunlan, who bravely t his gaze, emotions flowing.

“Haoran, you... still calling Martial Aunt?”

“Lan’er!”

“Co, give a kiss!”

Wang Haoran imdiately leaned in to kiss the cherry-like lips before him.

......

anwhile, outside in the courtyard.

Watching the sky grow dim.

Zhao Nishang felt a bit helpless.

But more than that, a sense of accomplishnt—

“Who would’ve thought... Senior Sister’s voice is so pleasant!”

She finally achieved her goal.

However, what surprised her was—

“Haoran... who would’ve thought he had this side...”

That deanor, not like a good boy at all...

Though she always wanted Senior Sister to be her junior, calling her “Auntie.”

But after spending so much ti together, there was sisterly affection.

In this situation, seeing Wang Haoran with Shangguan Yunlan... like that.

So, to her, Wang Haoran was also “her senior sister’s man.”

In this context, she couldn’t just see him as a cute junior anymore.

Zhao Nishang felt very conflicted inside—

“Well, well... Haoran is grown up, surrounded by many won...”

“It’s only natural for this to happen...”

Actually, Zhao Nishang had heard many “pleasant voices” before.

After all, her disciple Lin Xixue and Senior Sister’s disciple Qian Anning often ca over...

And she often accompanied her good nephew back to the Wang family in the outside world.

With excellent hearing, she occasionally overheard so... encouraging her good nephew...

Before, she didn’t think much of it.

But this ti, it was with her long-ti companion, Senior Sister.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she peeked.

So, she also saw her good nephew’s... fierce side.

Making her flee in embarrassnt, not daring to look again.

“Haoran...”

Unable to erase the image from her mind, Zhao Nishang’s cheeks turned a faint pink.

She suddenly realized, “How will I face him in the future...”

Shouldn’t have peeked!

However—

Zhao Nishang regretted too soon.

Returning to her room at night, lying in bed to rest.

Even though everything had been changed.

She... due to psychological effects, always felt a strange scent.

This scent constantly reminded her of Wang Haoran’s fierce deanor.

And coincidentally.

Where she lay was where her senior sister “suffered.”

With such connections—

“Sigh, shouldn’t have let Senior Sister heal in my room...”

“Should’ve found another room!”

When planning, she never anticipated that just a peek would lead to such wild thoughts!

“Senior Sister was here...”

“Haoran was there...”

“Senior Sister like this... Haoran like that...”

Unknowingly, Zhao Nishang’s hand gestured in the air—

“...?!”

W-what am I doing!

Blushing, Zhao Nishang quickly scolded herself.

Then closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep.