The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 389: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (5)

Su Xiangran smiled and brushed the silver-piped edging on the cuffs of her robe with her right hand. As she moved, the sleeves flickered faintly in the sunlight.

"This dress was just made last month, just in time for the splendor of spring." Su Xiangran's lips curled up a little more, "Why doesn't it look good? This is a very popular style in the capital nowadays.

My mother asked you to send the fabric and pattern over."

"That's true, but it doesn't seem appropriate to wear this in Yunjian Villa." Nanny Wu disagreed, "Miss Su, why don't you go change!"

"As the saying goes, 'the elders give, the young dare not refuse.'" Su Xiangran said seriously, "No matter where we are, we must act according to etiquette.

I know that Yunjian Shangshan is a martial arts family and they are not particular about small matters in many aspects, but there are always some rules to follow."

Su Xiangran didn't say anything else, but Nanny Wu understood what she meant.

On the surface, Su Xiangran was saying that it was in accordance with etiquette for her to wear this dress, but secretly she was implying that she was unruly and as a slave she actually commented on her master's clothes.

Only then did Nanny Wu realize that Su Xiangran today was completely different from before.

The young master's move to cancel the engagement seemed to have untied the shackles that had bound her, allowing Su Xiangran to reveal her true colors.

This kind of Su Xiangran made Nanny Wu more or less scared.

Nanny Wu had heard about the intrigues among officials, but Su Xiangran had always been gentle and respectful during her years at the villa. Now it seems that she had misjudged her.

"Let's go! Madam." Su Xiangran urged, "Don't you want me to plead for the young master? Auntie should have finished breakfast by now, let's go over now!"

Nanny Wu was a little hesitant, but she was really worried that Beitang Jing would get into trouble if he kneeled down, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Su Xiangran to see Murong Fengyu.

At the same time, Murong Fengyu had finished her breakfast and was discussing their marriage with her husband Beitang Ze!

"Aze, what do you think we should do about this?" Murong Fengyu was in a headache. "What did that little bastard say after you talked to him last night?"

Bei Tangze looked solemn: "No matter how much I persuaded him, he refused to fulfill the engagement. He said that he would rather be a treacherous person than ruin Xiaoran's lifelong happiness."

"What kind of words are these!" Murong Fengyu slammed the table. "Doesn't he know that if he cancels the engagement with Xiaoran, he will be asking for her life? A young lady from an official family like the Su family has lived in our house for several years.

If you can't marry into Yunjian Villa, shaving your head and becoming a nun is the lightest punishment. A stricter family would directly hang you to death with a white silk ribbon!"

"That's the truth." Beitang Ze was also very angry, "But that little bastard said that we can't live with other people's rumors and gossips, and that as long as we have no guilt, it's fine."

Hearing Beitangze's words, Murong Fengyu pulled out a whip from her waist and was about to walk out: "I'm going to beat him to death. It's so easy for him to say that. I'm getting angry just by hearing it. No one will stop me. I'm going to vent my anger and then we can talk about other things."

As Murong Fengyu just walked to the door, she saw Su Xiangran walking over. Not wanting her to see her rude side, she quickly put the whip in her hand behind her.

The anger on her face couldn't be suppressed for the moment, but she still had to force a smile, so Murong Fengyu's expression was inevitably a little stiff.

"Xiao Ran, you're here!" Murong Fengyu said gently.

"Aunt, where are you going?" Su Xiangran actually heard what she said from a distance, and now seeing her hands behind her back, she knew that Murong Fengyu was serious and wanted to beat Beitang Jing.

When Murong Fengyu saw Nanny Wu following behind Su Xiangran, she understood. She was probably worried about the young master she had nursed, so she asked Su Xiangran to come to her and beg for mercy.

If it was just a trivial matter, it would be fine, but now it is about an engagement, and Su Xiangran has already been wronged.

She even went to find Su Xiangran. Doesn't this make her even more sad?

Murong Fengyu's face turned grim, and she said to Aunt Wu, "Aunt Wu, have you finished your morning work? Are you so free? Do you still have time to look for Xiao Ran?"

Just as Aunt Wu was about to explain, Su Xiangran spoke faster than her: "This morning, Aunt Wu specially asked the kitchen to make Huaiyang snacks for me."

Murong Fengyu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the man who took care of the affairs of the villa.

"Madam Wu, please go down and deal with other things first!" Beitang said indifferently, "It's better not to worry about other things that are not your business!"

Nanny Wu lowered her head and walked out.

When she turned to leave, she turned back to look at the owner of the room out of habit, and happened to see Su Xiangran's raised mouth corners.

But because of the angle, the owner and his wife in the main seat didn't notice it at all.

He wanted to give a reminder, but when he looked up, he saw Murong Fengyu's eyes. His heart tightened involuntarily, and he could only retreat quickly.

It seemed that at this moment, there was no better option than to leave this room.