CHAPTER 1259: CHAPTER 246: COURTING DEATH, HIDDEN DEPTHS

Ling Danxiao felt empty inside, grasping her sleeve: "You can’t leave."

He turned to Song Jinwen and shouted sternly: "Song Jinwen, as if your background is so noble, if you trace back three generations, your ancestors wouldn’t be better than a prostitute. Who are you showing off to now? Don’t you know how disgusting your facade is? If you don’t apologize to her now, fine, from now on I won’t know you."

Someone in the crowd clapped and cheered: "That’s right, acting all superior as if you’re better than everyone else, what’s so great? Always acting high and mighty, if you’re so amazing, why don’t you ascend to the heavens?"

The speaker was Yan Xing, and nothing made her happier than seeing Song Jinwen fail. Yan Hua glared at her: "Speak less."

Song Jinwen didn’t expect Ling Danxiao to shout at her like this for another woman, even threatening her. Her heart ached inexplicably, glaring viciously at Xiao Zisu, "vixen, wait for me."

Xiao Zisu was startled by the gaze, Ling Danxiao took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, looking at Song Jinwen with undisguised disgust.

Song Jinwen was hurt by such a gaze. The Song Family and Ling Family had been close for generations, she and Ling Danxiao grew up together, she remembered when they were young, Ling Danxiao joked about marrying her. She remembered this for a lifetime, but as they grew up, Ling Danxiao changed his mind, with women as plentiful as fish in a river. Though jealous, she was helpless, always waiting for the day he would turn over a new leaf. She was still too young; she thought she could win his heart back as she matured. But who would’ve thought Song Jinwen suddenly appeared, Ling Danxiao’s previous women she had bullied, at most Ling Danxiao would say a few words, but he never humiliated her like this. It seems Ling Danxiao really has taken a liking to Xiao Zisu.

Thinking of this possibility, she hated Xiao Zisu even more, "I won’t, you want me to apologize to her, unless I’m dead." Song Jinwen said, stiffening her neck.

"Young Master Ling, though Jinwen was too impulsive, you know her temperament. She meant no harm. For you to humiliate her like this for someone else isn’t good, is it?" Dongfang Yi stepped forward and said, her sharp gaze gliding over Xiao Zisu’s face, sneering inside.

In her plans, Song Jinwen was supposed to marry Ling Danxiao, and she would not allow anyone to ruin her plan.

Xiao Zisu was instinctively uneasy, knowing she had likely offended these noble women today. But there was no choice; if she wanted to hold Ling Danxiao’s heart, she had to face these women.

"Miss Dongfang, this is personal between us, please stay out of it," Ling Danxiao said coldly, others feared the Dongfang Family, but he did not.

Dongfang Yi smiled: "This is a public place; it’s affecting others, so it’s not just your personal matter anymore."

Ling Danxiao picked up Xiao Zisu and walked away, casting a cold glance at Song Jinwen: "Song Jinwen, come out."

Song Jinwen gritted her teeth, lifted her foot and followed.

Dongfang Yi squinted, glancing meaningfully at Xiao Ling’er: "Your sister, she’s quite something."

Xiao Ling’er smiled softly, responding: "Miss Dongfang is too kind."

"Wanted to appear magnanimous, but gave the other side a stage, Miss Xiao, you’re really foolish beyond measure."

Xiao Ling’er clenched her fists, her smile becoming even more serene: "Not everyone has the luck of a carp leaping over the dragon gate; the higher the leap, the harder the fall."

Dongfang Yi raised an eyebrow: "I’m very much looking forward to it."

Just then, Yan Qi stepped into the hall, his arrival caused many women to avoid him as though he were a threat. Although he possessed a beautiful, ethereal charm, the terrifying legends surrounding him made no woman dare challenge this man’s limits.

Dongfang Yi glanced at the entrance, smiling: "I heard your marriage with Seventh Master Yan is set, congratulations."

Xiao Ling’er looked at that man, her lips curling into a genuine smile, stepping toward him, standing in front of him with a blooming smile: "Seventh Brother, you’re finally here."

Yan Nangui with hands in pockets, looked at the woman in front of him, smiling with a roguish charm: "Miss Xiao, it’s been years, you’ve grown more beautiful."

Xiao Ling’er shyly lowered her head: "Seventh Brother, don’t tease me."

Yan Nangui chuckled, casually taking a glass of red wine from the wine attendant’s tray, sipping leisurely.

Xiao Ling’er stared at him longingly, after so many years, she finally stood before him again. Only she knew what kind of soul lay behind that carefree facade. It’s perfect; among all women, only she knows.