Chapter 456: Those Mistresses
Lan Zhi looked rather bewilderedly at Han Jing’s departing figure. Did she really just leave? Did she not hear what she said?
After a brief pause, Lan Zhi hurriedly caught up and stopped Han Jing: "Madam, did you not hear what I said just now? Our young lady wants to see you."
Han Jing: "Your young lady wants to see me?"
Lan Zhi nodded and pointed to the private room on the second floor of the teahouse nearby: "Our young lady is waiting for you there."
Han Jing: "What does that have to do with me?"
Lan Zhi was stunned. In all her years in the Spirit Cultivation Realm, she’d never seen someone so dismissive of their young lady. This woman... truly, ignorance is boldness!
Even though she felt disdain in her heart, she still didn’t have the courage to provoke her.
After all, regardless of why she married Young Master Su, she was now Young Master Su’s wife, and she couldn’t afford to provoke her.
Lan Zhi had no choice but to soften her attitude and said sincerely, "Please forgive me, madam. I didn’t express myself clearly. Our young lady is an old acquaintance of Young Master Su. Upon learning of his marriage, she came to extend her congratulations. Please do us the honor of meeting with her."
"Oh," Han Jing responded: "Then go find Su Yu. He’s at the residence."
What does it have to do with her? Besides, Han Jing wasn’t foolish. A woman looking for Su Yu, and seemingly a refined young lady at that, so what did that imply? Either a mistress or a rival in love.
Ever since she married Su Yu, this sort of thing never ended. Whenever she went out, countless people claimed to be old acquaintances of Su Yu, his old flames, his—little mistresses... She’d already gotten used to it.
Anyway, whether it’s a mistress or any other rival, it had absolutely nothing to do with her because she knew very well that with Su Yu’s temperament, he would be more likely to have a male come in as a mistress than any woman. If she were to bother with each one, she’d likely have to cover her face when going out, considering her reputation as the Capital City’s most infamous ugly woman was too well-known—anyone could recognize her at a glance.
Lan Zhi became anxious. What should she do now? The young lady was still waiting. If she didn’t bring Han Jing over, how could she explain it to her young lady! But she dared not use force since the other party’s status was too special.
Not just her, but probably the entire Spirit Cultivation Realm, if they knew she was Young Master Su’s wife, they’d have to think twice about whether they were qualified to make a move against her. When Young Master Su gets angry, he recognizes no kinship, and his punishing hand is unrelenting, having left deep shadows over many people.
"What a high profile, little sister. I only wanted to meet you; I’m not going to eat you, so why run away?" A cool voice reached Han Jing’s ears, causing a slight tremble in her heart as she raised her head to look.
The curtain of the private room on the second floor of the neighboring teahouse was pulled back, revealing a cold yet bright face. Clearly, it was someone she’d never met, yet inexplicably, there was a subtly elusive sense of familiarity.
When Han Qingjue saw Han Jing, she couldn’t help but squint her eyes. Why did this face feel somewhat familiar? Though the crimson birthmark on her face abruptly ruined the beauty of her entire face, disrupting that peculiar feeling in Han Qingjue’s heart.
Her previously gloomy mood brightened considerably all at once. With a woman like that, she was absolutely certain that Yun Peng wouldn’t be fond of her. After arriving, she immediately had people investigate, and the information she gathered was all about how disreputable Han Jing’s reputation was, yet she married their god-like Prince Yu.
However, Han Qingjue couldn’t help but feel even more perplexed. What exactly was Yun Peng thinking to marry such a woman?