The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan frowned. Who would come to cause trouble at this time?

The person outside the door was extremely anxious, and seeing no response, he pushed the door open and came in.

Song Xiwan's eyes turned cold as she looked up.

A young man dressed in luxurious brocade clothes waved a folding fan and cast an arrogant and contemptuous look at me, followed by a subtle look.

He asked, "Are you Song Xiwan?"

Song Xiwan felt that this person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where he was.

"Which one is this, young master?"

"I am Xun Yao's elder brother, Su Yuelin."

When Su Yuelin introduced himself, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he walked into the private room on his own.

Song Xiwan's expression was cold.

In his previous life, because he cared too much about Su Xunyao's existence, Song Xiwan had a relatively good understanding of the Su family's situation.

This dandy young man from the Su family was raised in luxury, and he relied on his grandfather being the prime minister to show his ignorance and incompetence.

I heard that Prime Minister Su was so angry that he fainted several times, and whenever he wanted to punish him severely, Madam Su would protect him, saying that Su Yuelin was too weak to bear it.

What a loving mother is, she often spoils her child!

Song Xiwan sat motionless in the chair and asked calmly, "Mr. Su, what do you mean by this? If you came to congratulate me, it would be too rude."

Su Yuelin chuckled, "Congratulations? You hurt my sister like that, how can you be so proud? No, you do have a good face."

After Su Yuelin became useless, Prime Minister Su gave up on this grandson and just hoped that he would not cause any trouble, so he only brought Su Xunyao with him to many important occasions.

As far as I can remember, Su Yuelin was quite capable of causing trouble, but those children from aristocratic families did not dare to pursue him for the sake of Prime Minister Su's face.

If this continues, Su Yuelin will become lawless.

"I'm in big trouble? Mr. Su, please be careful with your words. It would be bad if you were charged with defamation."

"What? Are you threatening me and sending me to jail too?"

Su Yuelin's face was full of disdain.

Song Xiwan really didn't want to communicate with such an idiot. Seeing that the time was almost up, she asked, "Then we have to see what Master Su wants to do here today."

Su Yuelin tilted his head and gave the servant a look.

Two burly servants immediately stepped forward, looking somewhat frightening.

Qiu Zhu immediately stopped in front of the girl and shouted angrily, "What are you doing, Master Su? You want to... in broad daylight!"

Before she could finish her words, Su Yuelin slapped her in the face, and his expression became a little ferocious.

"How dare a lowly servant girl act so presumptuously in front of me? Today, I just want to have a few drinks alone with your daughter. Get out of here... Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!"

The veins on Song Xiwan's forehead jumped and he gripped Su Yuelin's wrist tightly.

Without using too much force, you can pinch the acupoints accurately.

Su Yuelin's face turned red and white, and he cursed intermittently, "You bitch, let me go, let me go!"

"How did Prime Minister Su raise you and Su Xunyao, two useless people? You only know how to bully others day after day. There's no point in keeping this trick."

Song Xiwan twisted it hard.

Su Yuelin felt a sharp pain, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he almost fainted from the pain.

The two strong servants were stunned.

What's happening here?

Song Xiwan wiped her hands with a handkerchief in disgust, then threw it into the trash can beside her, complaining, "What a bad luck on such a good day."

Su Yuelin recovered from the pain and cursed in shock, "Do you know who I am? How dare you break my hand!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll break your head off!"

Song Xiwan warned coldly.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly turned cold, shocking Su Yuelin so much that he dared not speak.

Song Xiwan walked past him and went out.

Qiu Zhu hurriedly followed, angrily saying, "Miss, are we just going to swallow this? He was really too much just now. He actually wanted to forcibly tarnish your innocence!"

Song Xiwan paused, looked up and saw the clear red marks on Qiuzhu's face, and his expression became unhappy again.

"Indeed, it's too easy for him to just cripple his hand."

Qiu Zhu felt a chill run down his spine, fearing that the girl's impulsiveness might lead to disaster. He whispered, "This is Yaoyue Residence. There are a lot of people here. Be careful, girl."

It would be bad to ruin yourself for such a playboy.

Song Xiwan knew it, of course. She took out a small box of ointment from her sleeve and handed it to Qiuzhu.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

Qiu Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the ointment, and rubbed it on his face very skillfully.

Song Xiwan felt a little distressed when she saw this, and warned: "When you go back, you have to practice martial arts well. Even if you can't fight back, at least you have to know how to avoid it."

Every time Song Xiwan got beaten like this, she felt uncomfortable.

Qiu Zhu smiled innocently, "As long as you don't hit the girl, I don't mind."

"I have connections."

Song Xiwan's expression was grim.

Seeing the girl about to get angry, Qiu Zhu quickly promised, "Okay, I will practice martial arts well when I get back and I will definitely not slack off."

Song Xiwan's expression finally relaxed and he headed towards the banquet venue.

Many court officials have already gathered there.

There are quite a few people who give me face today.

The moment Song Wenyi saw her, the pride on his face grew even more pronounced. "This is my daughter, Xiwan. She has always been bright and clever. Her mastery of poetry and literature has earned her the admiration of Master Du. She truly surpasses her teacher."

Everyone laughed apologetically.

I was wondering why Song Wenyi was not only rude, but also praised me in passing?

Song Xiwan stepped forward with a faint smile and saluted.

"Song Xiwan, stop right there!"

Su Yuelin's angry voice suddenly came from behind, which stunned everyone. They were even more surprised after recognizing Su Yuelin.

Is Young Master Su here too?

Moreover, his expression looked bad, he was calling Song Xiwan's name, and he was walking in the same direction as Song Xiwan. What happened?

Song Xiwan knew that this man was a playboy, but she didn't know he was so stupid. Was he crazy to yell at her in such an occasion?

Song Wenyi scolded coldly, "Mr. Su, if you come as a guest, I welcome you very much, but if you come to cause trouble, I will definitely not allow it."

"It's a good thing that Lord Song is here. I came to congratulate you on behalf of my father, but your daughter broke my hand without a word. How do you handle this?"

Break your hand!

Everyone was shocked, their eyes falling on Su Yuelin's right hand, which was hanging down at a strange angle.

This, this is Prime Minister Su’s grandson!

Qiu Zhu hurriedly explained, "It was clearly Young Master Su who was rude first. He barged into the girl's private room and said he wanted to have a few drinks alone. The girl was just trying to protect herself!"

Song Wenyi's face was extremely gloomy. Why was the Su family like a dog-skin plaster, always making trouble for them!

He repeated the key words in a cold voice, "Break in? Have a few drinks alone?"

The aura around him forced Su Yuelin to take a half step back, but he still stubbornly denied it, "This maid is talking nonsense! I only came here after receiving the invitation. If the Song family didn't welcome them, they could have just not sent the invitation in the first place. Why would they come here now to humiliate my Su family?"

Song Xiwan sneered and asked, "So why should I break your hand?"

"Of course you're guilty!"