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Chapter 311

Chapter 311

AUBTN -Chapter 311 What Gives You the Right to Interfere in My Affairs?

After My Unlucky Bestie and I Transmigrated into a Novel, We Survive by Roasting Everything 6 min read 310 of 310 0

He subconsciously turned his head, casting a pleading look toward the entrance of the hall.

Following his father’s guilty gaze, Lu Yan suddenly whipped his head around.

Outside the door, Shen Jue, Su Hewan, and Yu Qing—who had all been straining to eavesdrop—instantly sensed the killing intent.

All three of them moved in perfect unison. They immediately raised their heads and stared stiffly at the sky.

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“Ah… today’s ceiling—no, I mean the clouds—are really white!” Yu Qing said dryly.

“Yeah, and the wind’s pretty strong too. It blew sand into my eyes,” Su Hewan quickly chimed in, rubbing her eyes in an overly obvious attempt to cover it up.

Shen Jue, on the other hand, elegantly unfolded his white jade folding fan and fanned himself twice, putting on an air of detached coldness as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Watching their exaggerated performances, Lu Yan—whose mind had been in chaos due to grief—suddenly snapped back to clarity.

He understood everything in an instant.

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The sorrow, regret, and pain from before all transformed into rage in that very moment.

“What exactly is going on here?”

Lu Yan abruptly stood up from the ground and stormed out of the hall in fury.

“Someone explain this to me! Whose stupid idea was this?!”

Facing the enraged Commander of the Jinyiwei, Su Hewan and Yu Qing both shrank their necks in fear.

The next second, the two girls reached a silent, perfect agreement. Without hesitation, they raised their hands and pointed straight at Shen Jue standing in the middle.

Shen Jue snapped his fan shut and narrowed his long phoenix eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he also raised a slender finger and pointed back at Su Hewan and Yu Qing.

The three of them pointed at each other in turn, locking eyes in mutual accusation.

On the surface, Su Hewan looked calm and steady, but internally she was already screaming in panic.

It’s over, it’s over! Lu Yan is going to kill us! Husband, you’re strong and tough—please just take the blame for now!

Yu Qing was also biting her lip hard, praying desperately in her heart.

Help! Shen-daren, for the sake of Wanwan, just be our scapegoat! I really don’t want to get chopped by Lu Yan’s embroidered sabre!

Hearing his own wife shamelessly pushing responsibility onto him in her thoughts, Shen Jue’s beautiful face flashed with a hint of helplessness.

He tilted his head slightly and gave his wife a long, resentful look.

Forget it. The wife he chose—he’d spoil her even if he had to kneel.

With a silent sigh, Shen Jue withdrew his hand from pointing at them and slowly pointed at himself instead.

“Stop looking. It was my idea. What about it?”

He raised his chin slightly, returning to his usual cold and ruthless demeanor, his tone even carrying a hint of provocation.

Lu Yan, watching these three shamelessly shifting blame, was so angry he almost laughed.

His fists clenched tightly at his sides.

“You used my father’s life and death to set up a scheme, made me cry like a fool in the mourning hall—do you think that’s funny?”

Lu Yan’s temples throbbed violently as he roared through clenched teeth.

“Do you think something like this is a joke?!”

Seeing that Lu Yan was truly enraged, Yu Qing could no longer hold back her fear.

She stepped out from behind Shen Jue and met Lu Yan’s gaze directly.

“Just tell me—didn’t this work?!”

“If we didn’t use something extreme, if we didn’t force you hard, when would you ever realize your true feelings?”

Her voice trembled with emotion, her eyes already red.

“You clearly care so much about your father, yet you keep hurting yourself and others!”

“I don’t want to see you trapped in self-inflicted pain forever. Is that wrong?!”

At this moment, Lu Yan was completely consumed by anger.

“My affairs—since when is it your place to interfere?!”

His eyes turned red as he shouted the words without hesitation, each syllable sharp enough to cut.

“You think you are who? What right do you have to interfere in my affairs?”

The expression on Yu Qing’s face, which had still been trying hard to argue back, instantly froze.

She looked at him in disbelief, her eyes widening.

The emotions in her gaze began to shatter bit by bit.

Tears fell without warning.

“Fine!”

Yu Qing gave a miserable laugh, her voice filled with deep disappointment and resolve.

“It’s me being self-indulgent. It’s me sticking my nose into things that aren’t my business!”

She roughly wiped the tears from her face and stubbornly lifted her head, giving Lu Yan one last long look.

“Lu Yan, listen carefully!”

“From today onward, if I, Yu Qing, ever interfere in your life or death again, I’m a dog!”

With that, she turned around and ran toward the Prime Minister’s residence gate without looking back.

Her figure was utterly decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

“Qingqing!”

Su Hewan cried out anxiously as she watched her best friend run off in heartbreak.

She turned around and glared furiously at Lu Yan, who was still frozen in place.

“Lu Yan, you’re completely ungrateful! You’ve gone too far!”

Su Hewan trembled with rage as she pointed at him and scolded him harshly.

“Do you know how hard Qingqing has been trying for you these past few days? She hasn’t slept properly even once, just to help you untie the knots in your heart!”

“She offered you her sincerity with both hands, and you trampled it under your feet!”

“Listen to me—Qingqing is truly heartbroken this time. She will absolutely never forgive you!”

After throwing those harsh words, Su Hewan didn’t even spare him another glance. She lifted her skirt and hurriedly chased after Yu Qing.

Watching the two figures disappear one after another from view, Lu Yan’s mind—consumed by anger just moments ago—was suddenly doused as if by a bucket of ice water.

He instantly came to his senses.

Memories of Yu Qing’s disbelieving eyes and her falling tears resurfaced.

Lu Yan’s chest tightened so painfully he could barely breathe.

“I…”

He opened his mouth, regret swallowing him whole in an instant.

What kind of nonsense had he just said?

Without thinking, he took a step forward to chase after her.

But the moment he moved, an arm blocked his chest, stopping him.

Shen Jue had long since put away his usual leisurely, watch-the-drama demeanor. His gaze was now deep and serious as he looked at Lu Yan.

“Lord Lu, even if you are angry, you shouldn’t take it out on a girl who has been thinking of you at every turn.”

“She risked being blamed by you just to help you get out of it. Do you truly not understand her sincerity?”

Seeing Lu Yan’s face instantly turn pale, Shen Jue shook his head slightly.

“Even if you chase after her now, it will only make things worse.”

“You should calm down first and deal with the mess between you and your father.”

With that, Shen Jue closed his folding fan, placed his hands behind his back, and walked away from the chaotic scene with a faint sigh and helplessness.

The large courtyard fell silent once again.

Lu Yan stood there with red eyes, staring blankly in the direction Yu Qing had left. His fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes in deep regret, forcing down the bitterness rising in his throat with a long breath.

Not far behind him, Lu Zhi Xing had appeared at some point.

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