Yang Ruoyao was obviously trying to make Jin Luoluo uncomfortable.
“Then all you can do is envy me. You’re not as popular as I am, so it’s hard for you to receive that kind of treatment. I sincerely sympathize with your jealousy. I’ve always been well-liked. Even if it hadn’t been Xiao Luo, anyone else would have rushed to bring me back when they saw I was sick. Xiao Yu, wouldn’t you?”
Jin Luoluo asked with a smile.
Xiao Yu readily played along.
“Of course I would. We’re such good friends. Naturally I’d bring you back.”
“And Mu Yun? Even though you’re a girl, if you found me sick, you’d bring me back too, right?”
“Of course! You’re so well-liked. If I wasn’t bringing you back, should I bring that vixen instead? If she got sick, I’d stomp on her a couple more times and curse her to die already.”
Mu Yun shot Yang Ruoyao a look of utter contempt.
“And what about you, Bulaya?”
Bulaya was even more blunt.
“We’ve only known each other for a day, but I already think you’re much better than certain women who act innocent on the outside but are vicious inside. I honestly can’t believe that while you’re sick, Yang Ruoyao is still standing here making sarcastic remarks. Goodness! I heard she’s the Prime Minister’s daughter. What terrible manners. If my father ever caught me behaving like this, he’d break my legs.”
Yang Ruoyao had never expected so many people to stand up for Jin Luoluo.
After being ridiculed one after another, her face flushed bright red with embarrassment.
Seeing Xiao Che remain silent—not only refusing to support her but also wearing a displeased expression—she was overwhelmed with anger.
Putting on an innocent face, she shifted the focus onto Xiao Che.
“You’ve misunderstood me. I wasn’t trying to make sarcastic remarks. I only meant that wasn’t it fortunate for Miss Jin to go out in the middle of the night and happen to meet the Seventeenth Prince? Che, you really should thank the Seventeenth Prince properly. If he hadn’t just happened to come across Miss Jin after she collapsed outside, her illness might have become much worse.”
Xiao Che narrowed his eyes in disbelief as he looked at Yang Ruoyao.
Was this really the gentle, graceful Yang Ruoyao he thought he knew?
These seemingly harmless words, filled with hidden barbs and calculated insinuations, had actually come from her mouth. Every sentence carried malicious speculation.
For the first time, he realized he had never truly seen through this woman who appeared so delicate and refined.
When necessary, she could be this calculating, speaking in ways laden with hidden meanings.
He had completely misjudged her.
“It was indeed fortunate,” Xiao Che said calmly. “I sincerely thank Seventeenth Uncle for coming to the aid of my fiancée.”
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