Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

Perhaps because she had never been contradicted like this before, Li Wanyue's pretty face turned ashen with anger. During the argument, she grabbed the basin of hot water on the table and threw it at Su An.

Seeing this, Su An dodged easily with a "cut" sound, and the basin hit the ground with a loud clang.

Should she truly be called a rich lady? Her strength was so weak it was appalling. She was afraid she'd break Li Wanyue's delicate hand if she exerted too much force!

"You dare to hide!" Anger flashed in Li Wanyue's eyes. She was so angry that she grabbed something beside her again and wanted to throw it at Su An.

"Ugh." Suddenly a hoarse groan was heard.

Fu Zhun was awakened from his coma by the noise and slowly opened his dark eyes. There was a hint of weakness between his brows, but it soon returned to a sharp and clear look.

"Fu Zhun, wake up...!"

Su An's face lit up with joy when she noticed it, and she was about to go meet him. But Li Wanyue was faster than her, turning around and happily throwing herself into Fu Zhun's arms.

Her eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes. She looked like a young wife who had suffered a lot of grievances.

"Prince, now that you're awake, you have to make the decision for me. I'll be by your side to take care of you, but Su An pushed me for no reason and even spoke ill of me..." Her voice was filled with tears as she gently shook Fu Zhun's arm to express her grievances.

Seeing her intimate gesture and thinking of their mutual love, Su An's outstretched hand just stopped in mid-air.

However, when Fu Zhun saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes instantly became cold and distant.

"My Lord, where did you find this little girl? She has no respect for her parents—"

Before Li Wanyue could finish her words, Fu Zhun opened his thin lips and coldly spat out one word: "Get lost."

When Li Wanyue heard this, she was stunned at first, but soon she raised her chin proudly and looked at Su An with a smile, "Did you hear that? Why don't you get out of here?"

"This time, the prince is magnanimous and has let you go. Never set foot here again!"

Su An was also shocked by the sudden "get out" and felt a sharp pain in his heart. It was the first time that Fu Zhun spoke to him so harshly.

Is this what it means that if the ex cries, the current one will lose?

Ah!

She lowered her eyes to hide her reddened ones, and muttered sullenly, "Then take good care of the prince and stop pressuring him."

However, the moment she turned around, Fu Zhun on the bed was startled, and then he quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Why are you leaving?"

Su An turned around in astonishment and looked at Fu Zhun, only to see that his brows were furrowed and he looked at her with confusion and surprise.

Then he stabbed Li Wanyue, who was very close to him, with a sharp gaze: "I am telling you to get out of here."

"When will it be your turn to speak on my behalf?"

His voice was low and hoarse, enough for people inside and outside the room to hear clearly.

The smile on Li Wanyue's face suddenly froze, replaced by a look of disbelief, "Prince, what did you say?"

"Were you too unconscious to see who I was? I am Wanyue, your Yue'er!"

When Fu Zhun saw her biting her lip pitifully, his face turned grim and his anger grew stronger.

Afraid that Su An would misunderstand what he said, he was anxious and angry, causing his blood to surge and a violent cough to burst out of his throat.

"Ahem—get out! I don't know you well!"

His body heaved violently, and his pale handsome face was now filled with coldness.

Su An stood aside, also slightly wide-eyed in shock.

But besides being shocked, a hint of sweetness quietly arose in my heart.

She didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly moved closer to Fu Zhun, her soft palms gently patting his back rhythmically to soothe his breath, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, if you get angry, no one will replace you!"

As he spoke, he turned his head, blinked and looked at Li Wanyue with a fake smile, and gave her a taste of her own medicine: "Miss Li, can't you see that the prince is not feeling well right now? Please get out of here quickly. Don't keep crying and making a fuss, delaying the prince's recovery!"

This bitch!

Li Wanyue suddenly clenched her palms and glared at Su An fiercely.

Then her lips trembled slightly, and she stared at Fu Zhun unwillingly, her voice becoming increasingly tearful and aggrieved as she said, "Your Highness, I am your fiancée. Have you forgotten everything we did in the past?"

"My love for you is evident to all. How could you be so cruel to me and side with this outsider?"

Her tears trembled and slid down the corners of her eyes, wetting her delicate makeup and making her originally beautiful face look particularly pitiful.

However, the coldness on Fu Zhun's face grew deeper, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years. He just pressed his brows in annoyance.

"An Yi." He said coldly, "Throw her out."

丢？

Li Wanyue's pretty face suddenly turned pale.

Su An also stole a glance at Fu Zhun's expression. What was going on? Was he really that embarrassed? Did he really have no feelings for Li Wanyue anymore?

At this time, outside the window, An Yi heard the order and was about to take action, but he saw An Si beside him flying into the house happily like a gust of wind.

"Your Majesty, I will help you solve the problem!"

The young man An Si stretched his muscles and walked straight towards Li Wanyue with a sneer.

Under Li Wanyue's astonished gaze, An Si lifted her onto his shoulders. Despite Li Wanyue's desperate struggles, beating and yelling, An Si remained unmoved. He strode quickly to the door and tossed Li Wanyue out like a bundle.

"Ah! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how could you——!"

Li Wanyue's cries suddenly became gentle and sad. When An Si heard it, he picked her up again and threw her directly to the front yard.

"No?" An Yi was stunned for a moment.

It was clear that some time ago, An Si was in the same camp as himself to fight against the demon girl Su An, and they shared the same hatred and enemy? How did he suddenly turn against Su An?

"A witch, Su An must be a witch. It hasn't been long since she bewitched Xiao Si!" An Yi was horrified and couldn't help but clench his fists until they creaked.

The corner of An Wu's eye twitched slightly, and he said softly, "Fool."

After saying this, she jumped lightly to another tree, fearing that she would be infected and her IQ would be lowered.

Su An in the house was completely unaware of what was happening outside. He only heard Li Wanyue's mournful cries getting farther and farther away, and finally disappearing completely, and it became much quieter.

She blinked and glanced at Fu Zhun, whose expression had softened considerably. "By the way, are you really being so heartless towards Miss Li?"

"She's quite right. After all, she was your ex-fiancée. They say you and her were in love with each other in the past. How could you turn against her now?"

Su An herself didn't realize how awkward it was that she pouted with a sour and tentative look on her face.

"Heh..." Fu Zhun couldn't help but let out a faint smile as he smiled.

His slender, bony fingers gently stroked Su An's wrist, pulling her to his side, gently and doting on her.

"Li Wanyue is the emperor's man."