Anger (2)

"Song Rouran is here, too. This will be fun. It seems like the Song family's crisis isn't over yet. Since she couldn't meet Liancheng Yazhi, she came to find him." Following Rong Yan's eyes, Su Yu looked over and scoffed.

With that, he suddenly said, "Baby, if you really want to start a mahjong game, you will definitely have all the luck and win greatly."

Rong Yan rolled her eyes as she acted like she didn't hear what Su Yu had said. She asked, "The Song family crisis? Wouldn't Liancheng Yazhi help his own fiancée?"

Su Yu reached out to caress his chin as he stared at Rong Yan. He stared at her for a while before he finally smiled, and he said, "Rong Yan, I realize now that you're really too naive. You have too good of an impression of Liancheng Yazhi. If he didn't step at the Song family, then he already found his consciousness. Do you expect him to still help?"

Who was Liancheng Yazhi? He was cunning like a fox, ruthless like a wolf, and sinister as a snake. He was a person who would never have real feelings for another.

Rong Yan froze for a moment. But then, she suddenly exclaimed, "Since she's his fiancée, she definitely didn't burn enough joss sticks in her previous life."

The two started discussing Song Rouran and Liancheng Yazhi.

At Liancheng Yazhi's side, he was dealing with Song Rouran with impatience. He took out a handkerchief and wiped at the back of his hand where Song Rouran had touched him. He slowly said, "I've said before that I will remove your Song family's name from the Capital forever if you come to look for me for this matter again."

With that said, he was done wiping his hand. He then threw the handkerchief on the floor.

Song Rouran's heart instantly fell into a freezing abyss. To her, she knew very well that Liancheng Yazhi saw their Song family as the handkerchief he had just casually thrown away. To him, they were nothing.

Song Rouran was in despair as Liancheng Yazhi's new love stood not too far away, looking proud and pompous.

"I'm sorry, I… I won't… bother you for this again from now on." Song Rouran couldn't bear to leave Liancheng Yazhi. Even though he didn't care about the Song family's survival, she was still his fiancée. As long as she still had this identity, she would never be removed from the elite society in Beijing even if her family fell.

That was why Song Rouran couldn't bear to leave him, and she would never fight with Liancheng Yazhi over this matter again.

Song Rouran left with shaky feet, while Liancheng Yazhi's despised expression improved a little with his finally quiet surroundings. He glanced at Rong Yan instinctively, only to see her hugging Su Yu's arm and smiling brightly the moment he turned around. Su Yu moved his arm away from her slender waist before he leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. The two didn't place any regard for the people around them with their intimate actions. This sight looked really offending in Liancheng Yazhi's eyes.

Darkness filled Liancheng Yazhi's eyes…

To be able to anger him from time and time again—Rong Yan, you're really capable!

…

Su Yu couldn't keep accompanying Rong Yan since he still needed to greet business people.

The moment he left, Liancheng Yazhi's new love approached her.

She was soft and timid, like a little white rabbit. "Sister Rong, can I sit here?"

Rong Yan didn't even bother to look at her. "Whatever. It's not like this belongs to my house."

If it did belong to her, however, she swore that she would instantly make this woman scram.

The new love sat beside Rong Yan, tilting her head a little as she innocently said, "Sister Rong, I am Meng Daidai. You can just call me Daidai."