Chapter 275: I Really Don’t Dare Anymore
An Chuxue and Han Jing are regulars at the Yao Xiang Pavilion, so whether Yun Feng is there or not, the servants will not stop them.
Quite coincidentally, Yun Feng was not at the Yao Xiang Pavilion when they arrived.
Han Jing and the others had just sat down when Bo He and Dongbao energetically carried Han Yan inside.
Bo He placed Han Yan on the ground and released her accupoints, and only then did Han Yan wake up.
She had been in her room trimming flowers and wasn’t even aware of what happened before she passed out.
When she awoke, she saw Han Jing sitting not far from her on a cushioned couch.
Han Yan was utterly bewildered, pointing at Han Jing in fear: "You, you... Where is this place? Why am I here?"
Han Yan had almost no understanding of how this event transpired; she was already in front of Han Jing. She looked around frightfully, convinced she’d never been here, and all the people present were Han Jing’s people.
She was no longer at Prince Ling Mansion.
"Ah—" Finally realizing something was terribly wrong, Han Yan screamed and hugged her arms, shouting fiercely, "What do you want to do? How did I end up here? How did I end up here? Han Jing, send me back immediately, or His Highness Prince Ling will never let you off!"
"Heh," Han Jing looked at the utterly disheveled Han Yan and chuckled softly, "Han Yan, I seem to recall that I warned you, but it seems you didn’t take my warning seriously!"
"You, you..." Han Yan looked at Han Jing, fear rising in her heart. In her memory, Han Jing was a brainless fool, but she didn’t know when it started that just looking at Han Jing made her feel scared, extremely scared.
She didn’t know what she was afraid of, but she couldn’t help but feel panicked.
"What? Do you think Su Xingyan would really come to save you? Should I send someone to invite him?" Han Jing said leisurely.
"He will save me. He will definitely save me. Han Jing, don’t be complacent. The one he likes is me, not you—" Han Yan bit her lip. She certainly knew that the person Su Xingyan liked wasn’t her but Han Jing. Although she really couldn’t understand what there was to like about a freak like Han Jing, she’d heard it with her own ears from Su Xingyan’s mouth that he liked her.
And to her, Su Xingyan’s fondness was merely a temporary infatuation with her looks. She’d only been with him for a few days, and he had already completely forgotten her.
"Dongbao, it seems the Second Young Lady still doesn’t understand the situation. Explain it to her, please." Han Jing yawned, resting her chin on her hand on the low table beside her.
Dongbao walked up to Han Yan and slapped her with a "smack."
Han Yan’s face immediately swelled, and blood seeped from the corner of her lips, with five distinct finger marks visible.
An Chuxue covered her face, wow, Dongbao is so fierce!
"Ah—" Han Yan was already crying in pain.
Before Dongbao’s second slap could land, Han Yan started crying, crawling toward Han Jing on her knees, only to be blocked by Dongbao.
Han Yan clutched her face, crying, "Sister, Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I dare not do it again, I really dare not... I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong... Sister, I heard with my own ears the Prince saying the one he likes is you, Sister please, let me go, I really dare not..."