Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 95 Shameless

His handsome face suddenly turned red, his brows were furrowed, and with the purple bamboo flute in his hand moving, Nan Rongyan pushed Shen Qingyu heavily to the ground.

"Shameless!"

His face was as cold as ice, but Nan Rongyan's voice was even colder.

The color of the rouge still remained on his lips, and the woman's elegant breath was so clean as if she was not stained by makeup.

But her actions show that she is a woman who has no sense of shame!

Young Master Nan Rong was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He always knew how to control his emotions, but he was easily provoked into anger by this woman. He looked ashamed and angry, but more than that, he was at a loss.

"Zi Yu, I like you."

I like you to be my husband, that's all.

The smile on Shen Qingyu's face became brighter and brighter, but only she knew the bitterness in it, which she wiped out without leaving a trace. If she had not been forced into such a desperate situation, she would not have resorted to such a desperate measure.

"Xiangyun, help me up."

Shen Qingyu sat on the ground, not showing any shame or restraint at all. At this moment, she only felt a deep sense of unwillingness in her heart.

With a look of pride between her brows, she raised her hand and stood up quickly with the help of Xiangyun's power. Shen Qingyu clenched her sleeves with her bare hands, and her charming smile turned into indifference. Then, she turned around and left without looking back, and never looked at Master Nanrong again.

This sudden change made Nan Rongyan stunned and a little angry. What a cunning woman! She actually dared to play tricks on him all the time!

Bamboo grows outside the wilderness, its tops soaring into the clouds. No one appreciates its high integrity, but it clings to its integrity.

His sight turned, and the beautiful small regular script on the rice paper caught his indifferent eyes. Nan Rongyan picked it up in disbelief, read it carefully, and was still shocked.

Did she write this?

Just now, this woman was writing on the desk. Nan Rongyan felt mixed emotions. Judging from her poems, she shouldn't be that kind of person.

Nan Rongyan quickly caught up, only to see Shen Qingyu turn sideways and look back, then stop.

"If you want to know the second half of the poem, you should know how to find me, right?"

The poem that Shen Qingyu wrote today was found by her among the many poems in Shen Qingyu's room.

I don’t know if there’s a bug in this world, but this poem is not much different from the one that appears on Nan Rongyan’s famous painting.

Maybe it is exactly the same, or maybe it is not the same poem. Who knows? It is impossible for her to remember all the poems in a novel clearly. She is not a born prodigy. She is just an ordinary person.

Nan Rongyan suddenly felt a little annoyed, not understanding why he had to chase after him all of a sudden.

He didn't know, and couldn't make any sense of it. It was as if the moment she left, he subconsciously chased after her, wanting to ask her for an explanation, or to settle the score with her?

He had never thought that he could see so many changes in a woman. Her eyes were clear and lively, she smiled charmingly, but she cried with a bit of childishness. What kind of her was the real her?

Bamboo grows outside the wilderness, its tops soaring into the clouds. No one appreciates its high integrity, but it clings to its integrity.

Nan Rongyan looked at the poem on the rice paper, staring blankly for a long while, and finally just sighed slightly.

"Uncle Nanrong..."

Jiang Yun appeared timidly at the door of the bamboo house, and then knelt in front of Nan Rongyan, looking as if he had done something wrong.

Nan Rongyan came back to his senses and glanced at him calmly, "Do you know your mistake?"

Jiang Yun nodded quickly, "Uncle Nanrong, I'm here to apologize. Since I'm sincerely admitting my mistakes, can you give me less blows?"

Jiang Yun had a few thorns tied around his small body. He reached out his hand and grabbed the corner of Nan Rongyan's clothes in a flattering manner. "Uncle Nanrong, I really didn't mean it. I didn't agree to let that cunning Second Miss Shen in at first, but if I didn't let her in, she said she wanted to set fire to the mountain. I was also concerned about your safety, Uncle Nanrong, so I had to bring her in."

He did all this just to save Uncle Nanrong!

Although I have lost my innocence, it is better than losing my life, Jiang Yun muttered softly, but how could his voice escape Nan Rongyan's ears.

"what!"

Jiang Yun's heart-wrenching cry of pain was heard in the bamboo forest.

Uncle-master Nanrong, you have such a cruel heart. You really have the heart to do such a cruel thing!