Nangong Mo lowered his eyes, the girl's ten slender fingers, her wrists as white as jade. It makes one can't help but want to pinch them.
"This king does not belong to a dog."
"So, are you not going to pay back the five hundred taels?"
"This king earned them by his own skill, why should I return them?"
Yun Ran: "..."
He sounded so reasonable, she was rendered speechless.
"My lord, have you aspired to be a rogue since you were young?"
"Hmm?"
"Doesn't your conscience hurt when you're swindling a weak woman's silver?"
"No."
"..."
[Oh my God! Let a lightning strike this heartless rogue to death!]
[That bastard of a man, swindling this girl's silver, curse you to be unliked by any girl, curse your teeth to fall out so you can only drink porridge.]
The more Yun Ran thought about it, the more frustrated she became, so she grabbed Nangong Mo's other hand and, without thinking, took a bite.
[Anyway, the silver's already gone, a bite is a bite, another bite to vent the anger is good too.]
Nangong Mo was somewhat unprepared, his mouth barely twitching into a smirk, reminding her coolly, "You now owe this king five hundred taels, in gold."
Yun Ran: "???"
In an instant, the paw in her mouth no longer seemed tasty...
Raising her head in despair, Yun Ran was almost in tears, "How can you bully people like this?"
Her reaction at this moment amused Nangong Mo, his sexy thin lips curling into a seductive smile.
"You have married this king, so naturally this king does as he pleases, what's wrong with a bit of bullying?"
"You?! You..."
There are thousands of words in this world, yet Yun Ran couldn't find one to describe her current feelings.
Not sure if Nangong Mo had a sudden pang of conscience, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a glass bottle filled with colorful candies to give to Yun Ran.
"Good girl, don't cry."
Yun Ran: "..."
[Which dog eye of yours saw this girl crying?! Would I cry? This girl would only make you cry! No, beat you to death! Beat you unconscious, beat you silly, beat you out of shape!]
Nangong Mo: "..."
...
Lin Yanran returned to the Minister Mansion, and as soon as she entered her room, she started smashing things.
Pots, ceramics, jade, tables, chairs, benches, screens; everything that could be smashed, thrown, or toppled was not spared, leaving the originally luxurious and elegant room in a mess.
The maids, old matrons, and servants all kneeled in the courtyard, not daring to breathe loudly, each feeling as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Mrs. Qin rushed in upon hearing the commotion, just as Lin Yanran was about to smash a vase.
Mrs. Qin hurriedly rushed over and snatched the vase, placing it aside while nervously clinging to Lin Yanran.
"My child, why such anger? Don't hurt yourself."
Lin Yanran's nose twitched, and she threw herself into Mrs. Qin's arms, crying her heart out.
"Mother, I can't swallow this! Since childhood, when have I suffered such humiliation? Boo hoo... I hate them! I hate them!"
Mrs. Qin's eyes were full of heartache as she gently patted Lin Yanran's back, soothing her in a soft voice.
"My child, don't cry, mother knows you are wronged. Don't worry, with mother here, I will definitely get justice for your grievance today! I will make those who humiliated you repay tenfold!"
After lying in Mrs. Qin's embrace and crying for a while, Lin Yanran's emotions somewhat calmed down.
"Mother, that damned Lin Wanyue, we were all deceived by her. Her previous gentleness, weakness, and uselessness were all an act!"
Originally, today's plan shouldn't have had any mishaps.
That useless Lin Wanyue hadn't the guts to defy them. No matter how much blame was put on her, she never dared to utter a word, always accepting things quietly.
Mrs. Qin's eyes turned sharp, a sinister gleam flashing in them as she coldly sneered:
"She thinks she can escape my grasp by leaving the Minister Mansion? Does she really believe King Qin can protect her? Ha! Naive!"
Lin Yanran raised her head with a bit of pleasure, "Mother, do you have a plan to deal with that little bitch?"