I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 317: Taking the Green Tea Road

He smiled slightly, bypassed his hand, and took Zhongli Yueluo's hand in his own.

Zhongli Yueluo wanted to refuse and dodge, but when she took a step back, she stepped on Yan Jinyi's foot.

So he was there...

Chang Yu Muling also took the opportunity to grab her hand and pull her into his arms: "Since we are all friends, Miss Yue Luo, please ride in my car."

"Sister!" Su Fengling frowned.

Zhongli Yueluo frowned and pushed his hand away, then introduced them one by one.

She looked at Su Fengjun and Su Fengling with eyes full of love: "They are indeed engaged to me."

"It's okay." Chang Yu Muling smiled innocently.

Su Fengling clenched her small fists, thinking how shameless this person could be.

Zhongli Yueluo has already made it so obvious, yet he still insists on getting closer.

Qianqiu Changhuan interrupted them, pushed them all aside, walked up to Zhongli Yueluo, and smiled slightly.

"They're all boys, they should come to my car and talk about girls' topics."

Her slight smile made her seem harmless, and she firmly squeezed Zhongli Yueluo's hand.

He Yuhuan, with a pastry in her mouth, came in through the door, her clothes just clashing with Qianqiu Changhuan's.

Unexpectedly, she was even prettier. She happily ran over and took Zhongli Yueluo's arm, saying, "I'm hungry, Master."

Everyone felt the pressure from the difference in cultivation level emanating from He Yuhuan, but Yan Ruoyu and the others did not.

They stared in surprise at He Yuhuan's pupils, realizing that he was a monster they couldn't defeat.

“Okay, Miss Changhuan, you don’t mind if I bring Yuhuan along, do you?”

She tilted her head, her eyes crinkling, as if she really wanted to be good friends with her.

Qianqiu Changhuan pulled Zhongli Yueluo along in front. Several cars were parked outside, and they got into the one belonging to the Qianqiu family.

As soon as the curtain was drawn, Qianqiu Changhuan's expression immediately turned cold, her eyes filled with indifference and a disdain for everyone.

He gently rested his hand on his cheek, looked down at her, and then said sarcastically.

"Which fallen clan do you belong to? Do you also want to curry favor with the Yan family?"

"It seems Miss Changhuan hasn't found out our identities? I'm sorry, I won't tell you."

Zhongli Yueluo wasn't angry at all; in fact, she was quite at ease, picking up a pastry from the table and eating it.

"There's no one here, and you're still pretending like this! It's disgusting!"

Qianqiu Changhuan couldn't stand her calm and composed demeanor; she should be just as angry as her!

"Then it must be because Miss Changhuan and I have different personalities. I am the same in front of others and behind their backs."

She covered her mouth with her hand, slowly chewed the pastry, and then drank the tea next to her.

Her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes. After swallowing the pastry, she smiled slightly and raised her hand to tidy her sideburns.

That look seemed like a provocation to Qianqiu Changhuan, and she slammed her hand on the small tea table in front of her: "What do you mean!"

"I didn't mean anything by it, it was just a little something!" Zhongli Yueluo opened her eyes and stared straight at her.

"Hmph, look at your fox tail, it's about to be revealed. You pretend to be weak in front of those men."

"First, I am not a fox. Second, I cannot fake weakness, because I really am weak."

She walked the path of the green tea girl, leaving her with nowhere to go. She propped her cheeks up with her hand and looked at her.

Qianqiu Changhuan's face turned pale and then red; she really wanted all the men outside to see her current state.

She even pushed the teacup on the table toward her: "Miss Changhuan, have some tea."

This was clearly her car, yet Zhongli Yueluo took over the reins, while He Yuhuan beside her just ate and drank heartily.

After showing off the pastries in the box next to her, she ate some nuts. Qianqiu Changhuan couldn't argue with Zhongli Yueluo.

Then he turned his attention to He Yuhuan beside him: "No wonder they're from an unknown family, their eating habits are so uncouth!"

He Yuhuan, who seemed to have only heard about food, looked up at her with her big eyes and asked, "What are you eating?"

Qianqiu Changhuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then slammed it down on the coffee table.

Then you'll hear the boys chatting and exchanging pleasantries outside.

Seeing Su Fengling's cold demeanor, Chang Yuxuan couldn't help but step forward to strike up a conversation.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, such a rare eye color." Her voice was cheerful and very polite.

It didn't seem like they were teasing him.

But Su Fengjun's expression remained unchanged, only her lips curved slightly upwards.

"Thank you, Miss Xuanyuan."

“Your brother’s hair is also very nice, unlike ours which look so plain.”

"Thank you, Miss Xuanyuan."

"Miss Yue Luo is also very beautiful, I like her very much, may I like her?"

"No, Miss Changyu!" His tone suddenly changed.

Chang Yuxuan laughed heartily, thinking that nothing could stir his emotions.

With just a few simple words, he revealed his feelings.

“I get along very well with Brother Feng Jun. Why don’t you ride in the same carriage with us?”

Without waiting for Su Fengjun's consent, she pulled him into her car, which was decorated in a particularly luxurious manner.

The carriage was fully stocked with pastries and fruits, and even the teapot had a gold rim. The Changyu siblings sat down in the carriage.

With a carefree and unrestrained air, Chang Yu Muling crossed her legs on the soft couch and looked at Su Fengjun: "Brother Fengjun, please make yourself at home."

Su Fengjun simply stood with her legs together, arms crossed in front of her chest, and gently leaned against the car wall.

Meanwhile, the Changyu siblings ate, drank, chatted, and laughed beside him, pouring him tea every now and then.

They then offered him fruit to eat.

Su Fengling and Su Nianhui stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment. Yan Ruoyu got into her car and gestured to the two of them.

The four of them were sitting in Yan's car, none of them speaking, the atmosphere was very tense.

Yin Yi also felt that these two young masters were his master's rivals.

For a moment, I didn't know where to begin the conversation.

"Yan Ruoyu, we didn't come up with anything in this car, did we?"

Su Fengling addressed him by his given name, Hui, as if they were very familiar with each other.

Su Nian touched his hand, as if that made them seem ill-mannered.

“Young Master Ruoyu, that’s not what my brother meant,” Su Nian replied politely.

Su Fengling shook his head, realizing it was his own preconceived notions; he wasn't the old man Yan Ruoyu.

He remained silent for a moment, then, feeling truly uncomfortable, he snorted coldly, "Thank you for preparing the riding outfit."

"You're welcome."

We've killed the conversation again.

Su Nian felt agonizing sitting between them; he longed to be with other people right now!

Yan Jinyi sat in the same car as Qianqiu Chang'an, both quiet, each lost in their own thoughts.

The beast-drawn carriage was moving so fast that no sound could be heard outside, and it arrived at the arena in no time.

The car stopped, and Qianqiu Changhuan sneered, staring at Zhongli Yueluo. Just wait, she'll get what's coming to her!