Chapter 303
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"Ugly freak, how dare you!" Young Master Su stared at Yun Ruoyue in astonishment. He didn't expect this ugly girl to be so bold as to cause trouble in his place.
"Aiya, this bed is really soft. These luxurious bedsheets are perfect for wiping my shoes." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she lifted her skirt and stomped on the bedsheets with her foot. The bedsheets were dirty and the fire burning in Young Master Su's chest became more and more intense.
After Yun Ruoyue finished stomping on the bedsheets, she deliberately and accidentally stepped on Young Master Su's snow-white inner garment. With a large footprint, Young Master Su's inner garment was dirty.
Young Master Su was so angry that he clenched his fists. His forehead was covered with blue veins. He glared angrily at Yun Ruoyue and suddenly raised his hand to pull her away.
In the end, Yun Ruoyue dodged like a rabbit, causing him to pounce on empty air.
Yun Ruoyue jumped off his bed and walked in front of the exquisite shelves. The shelves were filled with antiques, jade, and precious cultural relics. With a casual wave of her hand, she swept the jade to the ground and smashed it to pieces. "Ai, you're going to die anyway. What's the point of keeping these things? You might as well smash them all and bury them with you. "
Yun Ruoyue's actions shocked Fung, Su Qing, and the others. They all stared at her in disbelief, thinking that The Princess of Li was bewitched.
Wasn't she afraid that Official Su would kill her?
"Ugly girl!" Young Master Su was so angry that he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His voice was like a lion's roar, and his face was so red that it looked like it was about to explode. "Do you believe that I won't kill you?"
Yun Ruoyue glanced at him with disdain. "You can't even stand up. How can you kill me? If you want to kill me, do it in your next life. "
Suddenly, she looked at a painting of a middle-aged beauty hanging on the wall. "Who is this painting? Is it your mother? Anyway, she's already dead. What's the point of keeping her painting? Why don't you tear it up and burn it as firewood? You can even contribute to everyone. "
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"Bitch, how dare you!" The exploding Young Master Su roared angrily. He hurriedly sat up, leaned forward, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood splattered in all directions like a beautiful flower.
"Heir!" Seeing Young Master Su spit out blood, Su Qing hurried over.
Seeing this, Yun Ruoyue also hurried over. With a serious face, she said to Su Qing, "Your heir has spat out the lump of blood in his chest. Quick, go get a basin of hot water and help him clean up. His illness can be cured."
"The heir can be saved?" Su Qing looked at Yun Ruoyue in confusion.
The two maidservants had already hurried to get water.
Yun Ruoyue nodded. "Yes. Your heir was too worried before, so his internal organs were clogged with blood. That's why he couldn't eat and couldn't sit or lie down. Now that he has spat out the blood, his internal organs are smooth, and he can eat. Once he can eat, his lovesickness will be cured. "
"Ugly, don't, don't tear my mother's painting." At this time, Young Master Su angrily pulled Yun Ruoyue's sleeve and said agitatedly.
"I didn't tear it. I was just angering you. If I didn't provoke you like this, why would you vomit blood? When you couldn't eat before, did you always feel like there was a lump of cotton in your heart? "Yun Ruoyue shook off Young Master Su's hand.
"Yes, that lump of cotton made me very uncomfortable. I didn't want to eat at all. If I eat, I will vomit." Young Master Su said coldly.
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