HRPM – Chapter 425 Curse Him to Death

Jin Luoluo was so startled that she nearly fell off her horse.

Almost instinctively, she denied it.

“No! How could I possibly like him? Haha… you’re imagining things.”

Was it really that obvious? Even Xiao Yu had noticed?

If he could tell…

Then everyone else must have noticed too.

Most importantly…

That cripple, Xiao Luo, must have noticed as well.

Wouldn’t he just laugh at her for being so hopelessly infatuated?

She absolutely refused to let that annoying cripple make fun of her.

He’d be unbearably smug.

He had always teased and flirted with her on purpose or by accident.

Wouldn’t this simply prove that all his guesses had been right?

Hmph!

She wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction.

“Really? You might be able to fool everyone else, but you can’t fool your own heart.”

Xiao Yu looked at her quietly.

“You’ve never been the type to lose control because of someone else. No matter how close Third Brother got to Yang Ruoyao, you were never affected.”

“But today, because of Seventeenth Uncle, you kept playing the wrong mahjong tiles. And the moment you heard Bulaya was his fiancée, you couldn’t even stay in the carriage anymore. You ran away.”

Turning to face her, he continued with difficulty,

“If you say you weren’t jealous because of Seventeenth Uncle… then you’re seriously underestimating my intelligence.”

Jin Luoluo awkwardly rubbed her nose.

Xiao Yu was right.

Everything she had done in the carriage had been far too obvious.

No one could have failed to notice.

She usually considered herself someone with good emotional control.

But when she saw Xiao Luo and Bulaya acting so intimately together…

Every bit of reason disappeared.

All of her emotions had been written plainly across her face.

“Even if I was jealous, it was pointless. He doesn’t care at all. He already has a beautiful fiancée by his side.”

“Hmph! Xiao Luo, that jerk! How exactly am I not good enough for him? How could he toy with my feelings like this?”

She grabbed a leaf from a nearby tree, pretending it was Xiao Luo’s head, and crumpled it to pieces in her hand.

“Then… what are you going to do now?” Xiao Yu asked softly.

“Seventeenth Uncle already has a fiancée. A man as responsible as he is… perhaps he really will marry Aya.”

Those words pierced Jin Luoluo’s heart once again.

Will he really marry someone else?

A heavy ache settled in her chest.

Ignoring the fresh wave of pain, she remembered how infuriating Xiao Luo had been.

A fierce light flashed across her eyes.

“What else can I do? I’ll buy a voodoo doll every day and stick needles into it! I’ll curse him to get diarrhea on his wedding day—so bad he collapses from exhaustion! Then, just when he’s about to enter the bridal chamber, he’ll discover he can’t… perform! And after they get married, his wife will immediately cheat on him so he’ll be wearing a green hat every single day!”

Three black lines appeared across Xiao Yu’s forehead.