Chapter 1160
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Yun Ruoyue didn't understand. It was clearly Chu Xuanchen who owed Yun Qing, so why was he still acting so righteous?
He didn't even have the slightest bit of apology, so how could Chu Xuanchen forgive him?
It seemed that the Yun family and Chu Xuanchen were bound to have a bloody battle.
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She was in a bad mood, so she didn't stay at the Prime Minister's residence to eat. Instead, she left the residence with Fung and prepared to go home.
As soon as she left the residence, she saw Chu Xuanchen majestically riding on a horse. Behind him were guards and a carriage, as if he was waiting for her.
"Yue'er, you've finally come out." When Chu Xuanchen saw Yun Ruoyue come out, he quickly dismounted from his horse and rushed to her side.
He carefully examined her. After discovering that she hadn't been bullied, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Why are you here?" Yun Ruoyue's face was filled with surprise.
"Wang knew that you were going back to the Prime Minister's residence today, so he specially came to bring you home. Look, this is a gift from Wang." After Chu Xuanchen finished speaking, he took out a bunch of wild flowers from the carriage and handed it to Yun Ruoyue, "Wang personally picked these. Do you like them?"
"Thank you, I like them very much." Yun Ruoyue lightly said.
When Mo Li saw this, the corners of his mouth fiercely twitched.
Prince sending wild flowers was romantic and could win the heart of a beauty. If they tried sending wild flowers, they would definitely be scolded as poor and pedantic!
"Yue'er, this little daisy suits you very well. Wang will put it on for you." As Chu Xuanchen spoke, he had already plucked a little yellow daisy from the wild flowers and gently placed it on Yun Ruoyue's head.
Yun Ruoyue opened the small bronze mirror to take a look. It really did look pretty. Chu Xuanchen really had good taste.
But the nicer he was to her, the greater the pressure in her heart.
She didn't dare to tell him about her background because she hadn't thoroughly investigated it yet. She was afraid that it would bring disaster to him.
Chu Xuanchen looked at the little daisy on Yun Ruoyue's head and was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He dotingly looked at her, "In the future, as long as Wang is free, he will bring you a bouquet of flowers every day. Look Wang is so good to you, Wang. Do you have anything to express your thanks for Wang? "
As he spoke, Yun Ruoyue's's face, Yue's's's', and he's' shamelessly pointed pointed pointed pointed's to ask her to kiss him.
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"Yes." When the guards heard this, they quickly turned around, but their large eyes quickly narrowed, hoping to see something out of the corner of their eyes.
At this time, Chu Xuanchen quickly lowered his head, his lips brushing across Yun Ruoyue's's' 'lips like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. Then he quickly straightened his body as though nothing had happened.
"Chu Xuanchen, you bastard, don't you think you're disgusting!" Yun Ruoyue saw that he dared to tease her outside. She was so angry that she lifted her foot and stomped on his foot.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but click their tongues. Wang Fei was really daring, daring to curse Wang Ye like this.
If it was any other woman, they would've died a few times already.
Chu Xuanchen hugged his foot and smiled calmly. He leaned towards Yun Ruoyue and said in a small and teasing voice, "When the feet step over, riches and honor will be brought in. To be stepped on by Wang Fei, it is Wang's honor."
"You, you're shameless! I'm going to ignore you! "Yun Ruoyue's face was red as she scolded in a small voice.
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