Yet at this moment, she stood beside Jiang Qingyun, her arm linked through his, a sweet smile on her face.
"Young Master Huan Yu, I'm sorry."
She said softly,
"The one I like is Brother Qingyun."
Hearing this, Jiang Huanyu felt his mind explode. He stood there completely stunned.
"You... you two..."
"What? Still don't understand?"
Jiang Qingyun smiled.
"Qingxue had been 'my woman' from the very beginning. I told her that as long as she helped me put on this act, once I inherited the position of family head, I would marry her and forge a marriage alliance with the Yuwen God Race again. She agreed..."
Jiang Huanyu looked at Yuwen Qingxue, hoping she would deny it.
But Yuwen Qingxue merely lowered her head and said nothing.
"Why?"
Jiang Huanyu's voice trembled slightly.
"Why?"
Jiang Qingyun laughed.
"Because you're trash. A trash Mortal Body who's already over ten years old yet hasn't displayed even the slightest sign of a Divine Body. Are you worthy of Qingxue?
Are you worthy of receiving Great-Aunt's favor and guidance? I just want you to know that you deserve nothing!"
As he spoke, he wrapped an arm around Yuwen Qingxue's slender waist and turned to leave.
"Oh, right."
He suddenly stopped and looked back at Jiang Huanyu.
"If you dare tell Great-Aunt about what happened tonight, I'll have plenty of ways to deal with you in the future. Matters between our generation should stay within our generation and be resolved by ourselves.
Of course, if you still think you're some little brat in split-crotch pants who runs off to tattle about everything, then pretend I never said anything..."
With that, he left laughing loudly.
Jiang Huanyu stood where he was, watching their retreating figures. It felt as though his entire world had collapsed, and