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

"I, I've met the Second Young Master before."

"That's why the Second Young Master came to save me...but I have no personal feelings for him."

"I see." Xie Yunji said calmly, "I thought it was something else."

"My brother is not a bad person. The rumors about him in Beijing are just fabrications and cannot be trusted." Xie Yunji smiled, "I am very happy that he saved you."

Song Nihuan looked up and asked, "Really? You...you don't think I shouldn't meet him privately?"

Her eyes were sparkling, and her cautious and sad look made Xie Yunji's heart soften.

When she saw Xie Tan and her alone in a room just now, her hair and beard stood on end, her whole body was cold, and her chest was filled with violent anger.

How come when I look at her like this now, the anger has disappeared...

However, his body was faster than his thoughts, and he reached out to hold her in his arms. "I am naturally unhappy that you went to see him privately. Why didn't you tell me? Do you think I am no different from those vulgar people who love to gossip? Do you think your brother is an outlier?"

"He has a cold personality, but he is definitely not as crazy as people say. If you want to spend more time with him, it will be a good thing for him. I will go with you, which will be safer."

"Really?" she asked, looking up, her shoulders relaxing.

He frowned and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? Or... does Ni Huan really have some feelings for A-Di?"

"You like A-di, but not me?"

This is what he really wants to ask.

Song Nihuan raised her eyes and met Xie Yunji's gentle eyes. He looked indifferent, but faintly uneasy, with his dark eyelashes drooping, and there was a kind of uneasiness and melancholy that was endearing. He waited quietly for her answer.

Song Nihuan sighed. How could she say she didn't like him when he was like this?

"I, of course I like you," she replied.

"Which man do you like?" he asked.

"Young Master, you just said in front of everyone that no one would choose not you over the Second Young Master. Why are you asking me this now?" She blushed and said angrily.

Xie Yunji stared at her, his tone gentle and a little coquettish: "But when I'm with you, I'm always worried about gains and losses, and I'm not sure about Ni Huan's feelings. Can Ni Huan tell me again in person?"

"..."

Xie Hanlin, the elegant and graceful man in the capital, is the bright white moonlight in the hearts of so many noble ladies. How could they be so worried about losing him?

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the tears from her cheeks. His expression was gentle and coaxing: "Who do you like, me or Xie Tan?"

Song Nihuan just felt overwhelmed. She was his fiancée, how could she say that she liked someone else?

What's more, Xie Yunji is handsome, gentle and sincere to her... Who can not like such a man, who can not fall for him?

And he had to get entangled with Xie Tan because of the aphrodisiac, and he had no other thoughts.

She said without hesitation: "The one I like is naturally Brother Zi Che."

Xie Yunji was very satisfied with this answer, with a gentle and satisfied smile on his face. He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her hair.

Song Nihuan was not used to such sudden intimacy and looked outside quickly.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" he asked.

There were only the two of them in the room, and no one else. She looked through the window and didn't see anyone waiting outside the door. She asked curiously, "Why is there no one here?"

Xie Yunji said: "This matter concerns your reputation. I don't want others to hear it. Before I entered the yard, I asked Xie Ming to take the waiter away."

He added, "Besides, when I come to your courtyard, they never come near me. If they don't even have the tact to do that, then don't serve me in this courtyard."

Song Nihuan knew that the Xie family had strict rules. There were six people serving inside and outside the courtyard. Only the head maid could enter the house to pass on messages, and visitors could only enter after being notified.

But Xie Yunji can come and go freely without notifying anyone.

That was his privilege.

He and she have always been different people.

He took her in his arms and sat her on the couch. Inside was the inner room, her boudoir, a place that belonged only to her.

A place where men are not allowed to enter.

He did not overstep the line.

"I'll have the maid come over to help you bathe. Take a bath, have a good rest, have a good sleep, and forget about what happened today." He said, "Leave the rest to me."

"From now on, if anyone asks you to leave, you can call my maid Molan to come to me. Molan used to serve me, and I specially placed her in your courtyard."

Song Nihuan thought that the name Molan was elegant. She had heard that wealthy families would give their maids some elegant names. She thought that the name Molan was probably given by him.

"Okay. Molan has served you before, so she must be safe."

Xie Yunji noticed something different about her, and his heart softened. This kind of woman's kindness was really interesting, so he smiled and said, "Look at you, you are daydreaming, right? It's not that kind of service."

Song Nihuan felt embarrassed when he noticed it. One of the things she learned from Madam Wei these days about the precautions of the mistresses of the aristocratic families is not to be "jealous".

It's not good for her to be jealous before she even gets married.

She had never had such thoughts before, but why did she feel sour in her heart when she heard Xie Yunji naturally express his trust in Molan and said that Molan had served him... Is this "jealousy"?

She quickly changed the subject and said, "The scoundrel before the Second Young Master came said he was Madam Wei's servant. But Madam Wei... treated me very well."

"Leave it to me." He tucked a strand of her long hair behind her ear and said, "Let's go."

The figure turning away is as firm as a pine or bamboo, and his graceful demeanor cannot be concealed by the fluttering sleeves.

Xie Ming had been waiting at the gate of the courtyard. When he saw Xie Yunji coming out, he hurried forward to greet him. But when he raised his eyes, he was stunned. The handsome face of the young man was as cold as ice, and his eyes were deep, and he looked clearly furious.

But the courtyard was clearly whispering...

"Father hasn't come back yet?" he asked.

"No, the master is still admiring the moon in Minister Ding's residence."

"Go upstairs."

Along the way, Xie Yunji walked very fast and Xie Ming couldn't keep up.

When he reached the upper room, before the maid had time to pass on the message, he strode into the inner room.

Mrs. Wei was very surprised when she saw him, as if she didn't expect him to disregard his status and avoid suspicion and break into the upper room directly when his father had not yet returned home.

In fact, after returning from outside the mansion and separating from Xie Yunji, Mrs. Wei almost fled back to the upper room.

I sat there for quite a while and still felt my heart pounding.

It was also her first time to plot to harm someone, but she failed.

The relationship between Li Jiulang and Duke Wei's Mansion was a secret, but Li Jiulang was not there... He thought about it for a while and felt that no one should know the truth.

Who could doubt her?

Xie Tan has always had a bad reputation and behaved wildly. It is not impossible for him to lay his hands on his sister-in-law who has not yet married into the family.

"Madam." Xie Yunji said with a serious face.

"Have you settled Madam Jiang?" She stood up and poured him some tea. "After what happened to a woman, it's inevitable that she will be scared."

"You suffered this?" Xie Yunji said calmly, "What do you mean, Madam? Which one?"

It is implying that Song Nihuan is not innocent!

For a woman from a wealthy family, if she were out of sight of the maids and servants, left the house, and disappeared for an hour or two, it would be hard to prove her innocence.

Madam Wei nodded: "It's all my fault. My body is weak. I couldn't stand the humiliation. I returned home first because I was afraid of making a fool of myself. But I was really kind to my husband and Madam Jiang. Now that such a mistake has been made, I have no excuse..."

Then she sighed and said, "I will go and apologize and explain this matter clearly when the master comes back. My dear, please don't be angry. I should remind you of one thing. After Madam Jiang suffered this disaster, whether she can be the wife of the eldest son is another matter..."

"But at the Shangsi Festival Garden Party, each family has its own place. I originally thought that Madam Jiang would stay there and enjoy the flowers in our Xie Mansion's territory... nothing would happen. But who would have thought that she would be mixed up with the Second Young Master? How did the Second Young Master know where she was?"

Mrs. Wei was very familiar with this kind of inner-house tactics, which was implicitly hinting at something and using a little force to achieve a great result. However, it was completely useless when used on someone like Xie Yunji.

He looked at her like he was watching a play, his eyes cold and deep, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, which hurt so much that it seemed like it was about to break. Madam Wei struggled and said, "What are you doing? Why don't you let go? I'm your mother!"

Xie Yunji leaned closer to her without saying a word. The faint scent of sandalwood filled her nostrils. He sneered in her ear, "Are you acting like a mother now?"

Madam Wei felt a sense of danger and pressure for no reason, but she still stiffened her neck and acted like a spoiled brat: "Everyone knows that Madam Jiang and the Second Young Master are alone in a room with disheveled clothes. Even if you love Madam Jiang so much, you should stop!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Yunji's face moved closer to her, and his handsome features were infinitely magnified, with a great impact.

Mrs. Wei's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of her chest. She felt as if her whole body was enveloped by his breath and she had difficulty breathing.

He pinched her chin, and gently brushed the corner of her lips with his other hand, his tone ambiguous but dangerous: "I told my father that the lady deliberately seduced me and failed, so how about jumping into the well and committing suicide?"