After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

Her breathing hitched and she woke up from her sleep.

The snow outside the window stopped and the sky was bright.

Xiangling saw her frightened look and stepped forward to ask with concern: "Madam, did you have a nightmare?"

Seeing that she remained silent, he muttered again: "Let me tell you, the Second Young Master is indeed an ominous person. Even hearing his name will give me nightmares."

When the warm sunshine outside the window shone on her, she felt like she was back in the world.

The thought of living in the same mansion with Xie Tan made me feel inexplicably nervous.

He knows her background and will definitely expose her!

What would happen to her then? Would she be sold off? Or would she be taken back to Fu Rao Court? Or would she be whipped like Xie Tan and then driven out...

In short, each one is chilling.

"Madam, please clean up. Today is New Year's Eve. There will be a family dinner tonight. All the Xie clan members will come."

After hearing Xiangling's words, Song Nihuan got up from the bed and went to the mirror to put on her makeup.

Xiangling helped her with her dressing and asked, seeing her haggard appearance:

"Cousin, are you homesick?"

"When I can't sleep, I miss home."

"But my family is not as good as the Xie family. Cousin... you don't have a good relationship with your family, right?"

Hearing this, Song Nihuan hesitated and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Two days ago, the eldest son of Judge Jiang went missing. He came to the Xie residence and asked the master to help him find the son. But he was sent away by the doorman."

Missing? No wonder he didn't bother her again.

Song Nihuan's eyes moved slightly and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Song Nihuan didn't raise her eyes or ask her to shut up, Xiangling knew she could continue talking.

"The eldest master loves and respects the lady so much. If the lady had a good relationship with the family, the doorman would not have treated Lord Jiang like this without the eldest master's instruction."

"The maids all said that the lady was carried into the Xie Mansion in a sedan chair like this. The face of Lord Jiang selling his daughter was even more despicable than that of the rough people in their village."

"But fortunately, the eldest master likes you." Xiangling changed the subject, with envy in her eyes.

She looked carefully at the woman in the bronze mirror. In the morning light, the woman's skin was as white as cream, with crow-black hair cascading down her plump chest like flowing water. Her pupils were as clear as autumn water, and although she looked a little haggard, her every move still revealed a natural charm.

She is indeed a stunningly beautiful woman, no wonder the eldest master likes her.

But how could the eldest son, a man as wise as jade and as emerald as pine, be obsessed with beauty?

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As dusk fell, the Xie family held a family banquet.

As Xie Yunji's distant cousin, Song Nihuan naturally sat down with him.

As soon as Fang sat down, he attracted a lot of attention.

Even the heavy winter dress could not hide the woman's graceful and elegant figure. At this moment, she sat beside the tall Xie Yunji like a little bird. At first glance, they looked like a perfect couple.

Everyone withdrew their amazed gazes and discussed:

"This girl is quite good-looking. If we ignore her family background, she is a perfect match for the eldest young master."

"If she were to be a concubine, such a beauty would certainly be quite good, but if she were to be Yun Ji's legal wife...the family background is too far behind. Looking at her shy demeanor, she is a far cry from Princess Le Yi."

"He was in mourning, but he stuffed his daughter in. He was really selling his daughter for fame and fortune. He was afraid that the eldest master would regret it..."

The loud voice of the servant outside the door interrupted the discussion.

"The Second Young Master has arrived!"

Everyone who had been talking animatedly just now fell silent, holding their breath and staring at the man who was walking slowly towards them in the snow.

He was wearing a black and gold cloak, his silver hair was tied up high, his face was slightly pale, and his expression was indifferent, which added a bit of coldness and hardness to his handsomeness, making people feel at a distance.

When she saw the visitor's face clearly, Song Nihuan's whole body stiffened, her blood seemed to flow backwards, and she almost spilled the tea she was holding.

Xie Yunji noticed her abnormality, but thought that she was just afraid because of the rumors about Xie Tan she had heard these days, so he reached out from under the table and shook her hand.

His face was gentle and he whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Then he said to the visitor, "My brother is here. The banquet has not started yet. Please take a seat."

The other person's eyes fell directly on Song Nihuan's face.

She sat in the middle, very conspicuous.

Song Nihuan's face turned pale and she lowered her head to try to avoid his gaze, but she couldn't.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the Second Young Master Xie, who was out of tune with the banquet, wondering what trouble he would make next.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Xie Yunji noticed something unusual and asked.

After a moment, she heard him say, "Nothing."

Then he found a seat at the end of the banquet and sat down. The relatives were distant and no one seemed to care about Xie Tan's existence.

Everyone sat down and the food was served. The other men of the Xie family were talking about something, but the focus was obviously on Xie Yunji.

He pursed his lips, stood upright, had a gentle expression, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow as he listened calmly.

The female members were curious about Song Nihuan's existence at first. After discussing it among themselves for a while, they all looked at her with contempt. Then they all moved to the side at the same time, not wanting to be associating themselves with a poor person like her who was trying to curry favor with the powerful. However, the discussion about her continued.

Hearing the discussions, Xie Tan's gaze fell on Song Nihuan with indifference.

She was seen sitting next to Xie Yunji, so close to him. She had long ago changed out of her colorful dress that was suitable for prostitutes, and replaced it with a silk dress with sober colors. She was naturally beautiful, and the dress she wore was unobtrusive, which suppressed her beauty, making her look like a lady from a wealthy family.

He turned his eyes away from her and his grip on the teacup tightened inch by inch.

How did she suddenly become his future sister-in-law? She really had deep feelings for Xie Yunji! No wonder she kept calling him "Yunji" that day.

The young master of the Xie family's side branch noticed Xie Tan and brought the topic to him, which was rare. "After the mourning period is over in a year, and the eldest son gets married, it will be the second son's turn."

"I think Erlang has matured a lot. Are you willing to get married?"

"No." Xie Tan said.

After he said this, no one dared to help him. Those who had girls of marriageable age at home also covered their faces and drank tea. The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Someone tried to break the awkwardness: "Do you have a girl you like?"

Xie Tan's eyes fell lightly on Song Nihuan, who had her eyebrows lowered and her black hair hanging in the wind. After just a moment, he looked away and did not answer.

Seeing his cold face, everyone knew that he was not someone to be trifled with, and they were afraid that what they said would cause him to go "crazy", so they all kept silent and changed the subject.

But some people still whispered:

"Speaking of marriage, before my cousin came to the Xie Mansion, the master wanted to give her to Erlang."

"But Xie Tan was in prison at that time and couldn't get out to get married."

"It was Yunji who stepped forward and agreed to the marriage. Look what happened. They are inseparable now. I heard that the young lady even stayed in Yunji's room a while ago..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Yun Ji is still in mourning and would not do such a shameful thing."

Suddenly, the sound of metal and stone breaking came from the direction of Xie Tan. The sound was abrupt and everyone present was stunned.

The teacups on the table had been crushed by Xie Tan's thin hands, and there was a cold and sharp look in his eyes.

The fragment pierced his hand, and bright red blood dripped down his wrist onto the gold-woven carpet.

Silent, yet deafening.

He loosened his grip, and the shattered fragments fell to the ground. Then he stood up and left in full view of everyone.