Ting Qingyu narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand and struck away the hand that just wanted to hold her.
"Shangguanchun, please calm down, otherwise I will divorce you without even saying a word!" Ting Qingyu's voice was sharp, Shangguan Chun was stunned. He glanced at Yue Cang angrily and withdrew his hand in embarrassment.
He looked at Ting Qingyu reluctantly, and a white figure suddenly emerged from behind him.
The man was dressed in white and was as beautiful as a flower. The car hit him.
Ting Qingyu rolled her eyes and focused her gaze coldly on that person. Zhao Hua'er now seemed like the princess she once was, obsessed with Shangguan Chun.
"Brother Chun! Why are you here?" The delicate voice sounds like that of a lady among us.[
Zhao Hua'er saw Shangguan Chun standing stunned and rushed forward to hold his hand.
When she felt Ting Qingyu's gaze, Zhao Huaer shrank visibly, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito, "Princess..."
Ting Qingyu nodded, not caring about Zhao Hua'er's recklessness. Besides, Shangguan Chun was not the one she loved. No matter what, their affairs were none of her business.
"Cang'er, let's go. It's not fun here anymore. Let's go." Ting Qingyu turned around and walked towards the back. The bluestone road was covered with petals, and the sky was even more hazy. If it snowed, it wouldn't be possible tomorrow night.
Went out to visit the flower street.
Shangguan Chun looked at Ting Qingyu's back and burst out with anger. He didn't expect that after more than a month, the princess would turn into this! In the past, she had clearly given up everything to love him. He wanted wind and rain.
How could it become like this all of a sudden?
Could it be that the previous love was all fake?
But...why was the princess so tolerant of his ruthlessness and cruelty before, and was really sad to see him and Zhao Hua'er together, but now she doesn't care about him at all?
Reluctant and inexplicable anger surged up in his heart, like heavy waves beating against his crazy heart. Shangguan Chun narrowed his eyes, threw away Zhao Hua'er's hand, and stalked after him.
Ting Qingyu felt her eyes blur, and a man stopped in front of her. The man's handsome eyes were slightly narrowed, but his anger was rising to the sky, as if Ting Qingyu had swallowed his eighteen thousand taels of silver.