The Girl Who Married a Tycoon Husband After Disfigurement

Chapter 55

Lan Ji looked at Qin Lie with a puzzled expression, "Have you been possessed or something? The Qin Lie just now seemed so unfamiliar to me. I can't believe you actually stood up for your cousin."

Qin Lie gazed at Ling Yue walking ahead, his dark eyes filled with undisguised joy and affection. "I changed my mind. Your cousin is great."

Lan Ji stumbled, "Whoa, what do you mean?"

"I like her. I want to pursue her," Qin Lie said with a tone of excitement and determination. "Because she is my moon, the one I've been longing for, the one I love with all my heart and soul. In this life, I will never let her down again."

"What?!" Lan Ji gaped in shock. Did he hear that right? Qin Lie said he liked Yue Yue? That he wanted to pursue Yue Yue? He wanted to feel Qin Lie's forehead to check if he had a fever.

When Ling Yue heard Qin Lie's words, a tinge of mockery flashed in her eyes. Pathetic man.

"Brother, are you kidding me?" Lan Ji felt like he must have been hallucinating. He took his own pulse. It seemed fine.

"I never joke," Qin Lie said seriously, quickening his pace to walk beside Ling Yue, his gaze fixed on her profile like a lecherous man, his eyes brimming with delight. His moon, he had finally found her.

Ling Yue walked on without sparing Qin Lie a glance.

"My dear moon," Qin Lie's voice was gentle enough to wring water.

Lan Ji shuddered, looking at Qin Lie as if he were a monster. Qin Lie was really going too far. Just a moment ago, he had been aloof and unapproachable, but now he had transformed into a completely different person in front of Yue Yue.

Ling Yue gave Qin Lie a cold glance, her voice devoid of warmth, "We're not that familiar. Please call me Ling Yue, or Miss Ling."

"My dear moon, I apologize to you. Whatever you want me to do, I'm willing to do it, as long as you can forgive me," Qin Lie gazed at Ling Yue, his eyes like a puppy begging its owner to pet it.

"Stay away from me," Ling Yue opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. "Cousin, let's go home."

"Okay." Lan Ji snapped out of his daze and walked over, just as he was about to open the driver's side door, Qin Lie had already opened it and gotten into the car. He tossed his car keys to Lan Ji, "You drive my car."

Lan Ji caught the keys dazedly, and the next moment, he saw his car drive away in a cloud of dust. "Did Qin Lie really fall for Yue Yue? But isn't this a bit too fast?"

Zhou Mucheng came out of the venue and happened to witness this scene, an inexplicable bitterness welling up in his heart, making him feel irritated.

"I knew she wasn't a good person. She had just broken off her engagement with Brother Mucheng not long ago, and now she's seducing Qin Shao. Who does she think she is? She's not even worthy of taking off Qin Shao's shoes," Song Yanxue's heart was filled with jealousy and resentment.

In Xia Country, Qin Lie was the dream lover of countless unmarried women, but he had always kept his distance from the opposite sex. Once, a woman had tried to seduce him, but Qin Lie had his men throw her into the sea. Not long after, that woman's entire family had left Jing City. Since then, no woman had dared to approach Qin Lie.

But now, a woman whose face had been disfigured by a fire and who had also been dumped by her fiancé, had actually set her sights on Qin Lie. How could Song Yanxue accept that?

She was the esteemed daughter of the Song family, blessed with beauty and status. How could she be inferior to Ling Yue, a disowned outcast? The more she thought about it, the more resentful she felt. If even Ling Yue could win over Qin Lie, why couldn't she?

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's go home," Song Ziyuan glanced at Lan Ji in the distance, then pulled Song Yanxue towards the parking lot. He had never met Lan Ji before, but he had noticed that Zhou Mucheng seemed afraid of him. And anyone who could be in the same VIP room as Qin Lie must have a weighty background.

"But I have to say it. What is that Ling Yue anyway? If she took off the mask on her face, she would scare people to death. Yet she has no self-awareness and dares to pursue Qin Shao. She's a shameless bitch," Song Yanxue retorted.

"Who are you calling shameless?" Lan Ji's cold voice rang out as he approached the Song siblings, his peach blossom eyes laced with a chilling aura.

Song Yanxue shuddered and hid behind Song Ziyuan. "I didn't say anything wrong. Ling Yue did disfigure her face."

Song Ziyuan pulled Song Yanxue back two steps. "I'm sorry! My sister doesn't know how to speak properly. Let me apologize on her behalf."

Lan Ji curled his lip disdainfully and gave Song Yanxue a contemptuous glance. "Your apology means nothing to me. Since she has a foul mouth, she deserves to be punished."

"Brother..." Song Yanxue clutched Song Ziyuan's clothes in fear.

"I can make amends," Song Ziyuan took out a bank card and offered it to Lan Ji.

Lan Ji glanced at the bank card in Song Ziyuan's hand, a mocking curve on his lips. He turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Seeing Lan Ji leave just like that, Song Ziyuan and Song Yanxue were both baffled, but it was better this way.

"From now on, don't speak recklessly. Don't offend Ling Yue again, no matter if it's that man or Qin Lie. They're not people we can afford to provoke. Don't forget what happened to the Ling family," Song Ziyuan warned Song Yanxue.

The once powerful Ling family was now just a precarious shell in Jing City, and it wouldn't be long before they disappeared completely. Even if Qin Lie and Ling Yue didn't do anything, those forces that the Ling family had wronged in the past would take action. The destruction of the Ling family was inevitable.

"I understand," Song Yanxue bit her molars resentfully. When they got home, she would tell her parents. She was the esteemed daughter of the Song family, one of the four great families of Jing City. How could she be afraid of Ling Yue, a disowned outcast? As for Qin Lie, he must have helped Ling Yue out of respect for Lan Ji. Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he come to Ling Yue's defense, that ugly freak?

Song Ziyuan knew Song Yanxue well enough to realize from her expression that she hadn't taken his words to heart. He shook his head with a sigh and headed for the parking lot. When they got home, he would have their parents talk some sense into her. Although the Song family was one of the four great families of Jing City, they were not invincible. Countless forces were secretly plotting against them.

"My face is so itchy," Song Yanxue felt like there were countless tiny ants crawling on her face, making it itch unbearably. The more she scratched, the itchier it became, until she felt like tearing the skin off her face.

Hearing this, Song Ziyuan turned to look at Song Yanxue and saw that her face was covered in small red bumps. "Did you eat something you're allergic to?"

"No, I only had the apples, watermelon, and drinks prepared by the venue, and you ate the same things. Besides, I've never been allergic to anything," Song Yanxue scratched her face vigorously, feeling moisture on her hands. She looked down and saw streaks of fresh red on her fingernails.