Chapter Forty Hua Xiaojuan is not what it used to be
When Hua Xiaojuan heard Cang Lanyu relent, he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is really happy, let's take it as evidence."
"Hua Xiaojuan, remember clearly, I will not forgive you easily." Cang Lanyu said solemnly while holding the brush.
Hua Xiaojuan rubbed it gently, and the black hair hung down gently.
"Your Majesty, please don't underestimate me. The game between me and Your Majesty has just begun. It would be better for Your Majesty to annul the engagement as soon as possible. Maybe you will have nothing to do with me anymore."
Huh, if you want to get the wishing lamp, you will have to fight with me sooner or later. It is better for me to give you a showdown first! Also, I really hate you, you scoundrel, so hurry up and cancel the engagement, you bastard.
Hearing her words, Cang Lanyu's handsome peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Yun Chu with meaning: "Oh? So you want to break off the relationship with me so that you can be with your sweetheart.
.But it’s a pity that people don’t seem to like you.”
Hehehehe, Yun Chu, Yun Chu, do you want everyone to die together?
The corners of Yun Chu's lips stiffened, and he stared at Cang Lanyu with a warning tone.
This bastard, don't drag him into the water! Hua Xiaojuan is not the same as he used to be. If she finds out about her and Hua Xiaorong's affairs, what trouble will happen if she can't protect her.
Picking up the wine glass, Yun Chu lowered his eyes, thinking in his mind to let the young prince make a quick decision.
Hua Xiaojuan glanced at Yun Chu indifferently, and spread the rice paper in front of Cang Lanyu: "Your Majesty, let's make a written statement. I already knew what happened before Your Majesty finished speaking. I know the matter between Young Master Yun Chu and my eldest sister Hua Xiaorong.
I also knew a long time ago that I never pity my former self, and there must be something hateful about poor people."
With a "pop" sound, Yun Chu spurted out his drink in surprise. He never expected that Hua Xiaojuan could be so calm.
Hey, hey! This is so unexpected. This ugly girl has been in love with him for more than ten years since childhood. How could she be so free and easy and calm once she let go?
Hua Xiaojuan ignored Yun Chu, still lowering his head, with a faint smile on his lips: "My lord, you should also know from now on. Hua Xiaojuan is not the Hua Xiaojuan before."
She has no obligation to do anything for anyone, all she has to do is herself - the God of War Hua Xiaojuan.
Holding the receipt of one hundred thousand taels of gold, Hua Xiaojuan walked out of the cabin in a good mood. In the distance, the reserved boat came slowly, and Hua Xiaojuan laughed: "The boat has arrived, and the rain has stopped. Let's say goodbye."