| Forbidden Love Chapter 9 (Part 2) Lian Fang Yi coldly glanced at Xiao Qing, her glamorous face showed a contemptuous look, ridiculed: "You are just a maidservant, who gave you the right to speak?" "Lady Lian, I respectively see you as a guest. But mind your manners as you speak. So what if she is just a maidservant? Can anyone speak up about rude remarks? Moreover, Lady Lian, what you just said was simply demeaning oneself. " Binger could not bare, but to mock back. She tightly held onto the misty eyed Xiao Qing, trying to appease her. "You ... Luo Bing'er, you are but a petty thief's daughter, what right do you have to speak like that to me?!" Lady Lian could no longer contain herself and yelled back, no-longer did she maintain her docile demeanor. "Because she is the wife that I, Dong Fang Ling had accepted." A cold, ice-like voice resounded into the Guyue pavilion, causing the people in it to change of expression. Lian Fang Yi showed a face of panic as she looking at the incoming stature of Dong Fang Ling, who was followed by Dong Fang Ao and Elder Jiang. Dong Fang Ling’s face was gloomy, his cold, black pupil looked at the person who dare not to raise her head. When he saw her entering the Guyue pavilion, he became curious so he hid and had heard the whole conversation. Did not think Luoyang City’s most virtuous Lady Lian would say such sharp, harsh words. "Lady Lian, the person you have just insulted is my wife (to-be). You insulting her, it is the same as insulting me, and is tantamount to insulting the entire Dong Fang House. Dong Fang House no longer welcomes you as a guest. Elder Jang, escort this person out." Dong Fang Ling lightly stepped to the side and said in an indifferent tone. Lady Lian’s face was filled with shame, and she quickly stepped away to leave. As Elder Jian was walked out, he glanced at the grim faced of young master, and then at the hurring figure in front of him. He sighed softly, because of his negligence in his ability to see a person’s true nature, he was sorry to his master. He had tried to match these two before, but he did not expect Lady Lian’s true self to be so unruly. Compared to Lady Lou (Bing’er), her easygoingness was much preferred, he feels ashamed ah. "What Lady Lian said was correct, I'm just a thief, marrying me, wouldn’t it not stain your reputation?" Binger looked at the handsome figure talking towards her, a never before inferiority complex began to form inside. Lian Fang Yi’s sharp words had indeed stabbed where it really hurt. It was true, he holds a high rank and is also the richest man in Luoyang City, and she is just somewhat known thief. Their different was like comparing the cloud with mud, she… was not suitable for him. Dong Fang Ling furrowed his brows, he stretched out his arms and held Bing’er into his embrace. His deep pupils looked into her eyes which showed her fleeting self esteem. "You are not allowed to talk about yourself like that. I am not a superficial person and I do not care about our difference in reputation. What I care about is you as a person, and my placement in your heart, that is what I care about.” Hearing his reply, Bing’er could not help but feel misty-eyed. She returned his embrace and place her head onto his chest as she whisper, "Dong Fang Ling, the more you care for me, the more I become afraid… If one day you do not want me anymore, than what should I do?” Once she becomes accustomed to his love, to his body warmth, if it were to suddenly disappeared, how could she revert back to her cheerful, worry-free self… that is asking the impossible. "Don’t be silly, if you know how I feel about you, then don’t do things that worry me or make me angry. And as for your worry, well that should what I be worrying about and not you." Dong Fang Ling softly scolded her, his palm gently stroked her soft black hair, his dark eyes passed a flash of loving adornace. "Ahem." A soft cough interrupted the two’s imitantacy. Dong Fang Ao no longer could stand being ignored. "Big brother, isn’t your top priority to annul your engagement?" Binger’s face paled, she stepped back to separate from Dong Fang Ling’s warm embrace. She had almost forgotten this crucial issue. With a empty feeling, Dong Fang Ling could not help but furrow his brows. Seeing Binger’s pale face, his cold sharp eyes flashed with displease as he glared at Dong Fang Ao. Receiving his nonverbal warning, Dong Fang Ao could only bitterly smile on the inside. His good intention was not well received and even hammered down ah. |
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