The moment Xia Xiwan appeared, Lu Sijue knew what was going on. He snorted coldly, "So you ordered someone to beat up Su Cheng?"
Forced by Lu Sijue's gloomy, cold and powerful aura, Xia Xiwan nodded calmly, "Yes, it's me."
"Even if you beat me up, you still deliberately put the blame on me?" Lu Sijue continued to ask.
Xia Xiwan still nodded, "That's right."
Lu Sijue glanced coldly at the direction Li Yu left just now, "My mother inexplicably pushed this person next to me, so it was your idea too?"
Xia Xiwan, "Yes."
Butler Ye on the other side was sweating for his young lady - you kid, why are you so honest?
Lu Sijue looked at Xia Xiwan with cold and sharp eyes, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Xia Xiwan came to Lu Sijue's side, clasping her little hands behind her back and standing with her hands behind her back, "Uncle Lu, have you ever heard of the story of the princess and the knight?"
"Are you sure you want to talk to me about fairy tales?" Lu Sijue frowned and started to leave. He didn't want to listen to Xia Xiwan at all.
Xia Xiwan smiled calmly and said, "Uncle Lu, do you ever feel that Aunt Yingluo is like the fine sand you hold in the palm of your hand? The tighter you hold her, the faster she will disappear."
Lu Sijue paused and looked at Xia Xiwan.
Xia Xiwan curled her lips, and her clear pupils shone with intelligence, "Uncle Lu, do you know how to grasp the fine sand in your hand?"
As she said that, Xia Xiwan stretched out one of her little hands. She slowly spread her soft white palm, "It's actually very simple, let go of your hand."
Xia Xiwan had grabbed a handful of fine sand in her hand at some point. Now she opened her palm, and the fine sand was placed in her palm without any loss.
Lu Sijue was startled, and something flashed quickly in his dark, narrow eyes. After a full minute, he turned around and left.
Lu Sijue left.
Butler Ye breathed a complete sigh of relief and followed quickly.
...
In the extended business limousine, Lu Sijue leaned lazily on the back seat. This time he did not read the documents, but took out his mobile phone. He looked at the fairy tale of the princess and the knight in the browser.
story.
The princess and the knight are destined not to be together. The knight's mission is to guard the princess and guard happiness, while the prince's mission is to be happy with the princess.
Lu Sijue put away his cell phone. He turned to look at the scenery passing by outside the window, and roughly understood what Xia Xiwan meant.
For so many years, he has been Liu Yingluo's knight, but not a prince.
Lu Sijue thought again of the piece of fine sand that he had just placed in Xia Xiwan's hand. The tighter the sand was pulled, the faster it drained away. The only way was to let go of his hand.
Butler Ye in front carefully spied on his husband's face, "Sir, don't blame the young madam. The young madam is extremely intelligent and has her own reasons for doing things. I can see that the young madam is unraveling the relationship between you and the madam.
The knot.”
Lu Sijue glanced at Butler Ye and raised his thin lips with a half-smile, "Young Madam, Young Madam, you keep saying you are Young Madam now. Butler Ye, who do you listen to now?"