Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Being hugged by Ye Chuyan, Bo Sijin's face was a little unnatural, although he recovered in an instant, he hesitated, then raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder.

Said: "Chu Yan, don't cry for now, let's go in and say something."

Bo Si sighed, but his heart was softened.

After all, he liked it when she was young. In his impression, Ye Chuyan was always proud and bright as the sun, and when did she ever have such a fragile look of collapse and cry.

Maybe she was wronged abroad?

Ye Chuyan cried with pear blossoms and rain, teardrops all over her face, when she heard what Bo Sijin said, she nodded her head obediently, but did not notice that Bo Sijin called her "Chuyan" instead of an intimate "Ayan."

...

Ye Chuyan stayed in the marshal's mansion, and Bo Sijin's attitude was still unclear. He did not overstep Ye Chuyan, but he did not cut off her thoughts.

If Fu Yue knew that he would have to scold this scum again.

Isn't this the typical scumbag image of "not taking the initiative, not rejecting, not being responsible"? !

Ye Chuyan lives in the Marshal’s Mansion. It’s still no name. Mrs. Bo’s attitude towards Ye Chuyan is not salty. After all, it was Ye Chuyan who abandoned her son. Mrs. Bo could treat her. That's so strange.

Ye Chuyan couldn't bear any good expressions in the Marshal's Mansion. Although Bo Sijin's attitude was unclear, she did not treat her badly in terms of money and gave her a lot of pocket money.

...

On this day, Ye Chuyan went to Chang'an Street alone to stroll around.

She went to the Jade Pavilion on Chang'an Avenue.

Seeing men and women in pairs looking at jewellery next to her, she was the only one, and she seemed extremely out-of-group.

Ye Chuyan was upset, she couldn't even look at her jewelry. Just when she was about to leave, she heard a very sweet male voice coming from next to her.

"Take a look at this bracelet, please."

Ye Chuyan thought the voice was so good, she looked back subconsciously.

Just that glance.

She was stunned in place.

It was a very good-looking man, wearing a blue gown, slender like a bamboo, and his skin was very white. At first glance, that handsome man was as clear as the white snow on a mountain.

The man was holding a jasper bracelet in his hand and looked down. Looking at it from Ye Chuyan's angle, his eyelashes were dense and black, and occasionally blinked, making people feel itchy.

The clerk asked him graciously: "Did the husband buy it for the wife?"

Hearing this question, Ye Chuyan's heart couldn't help but tighten. For no reason, she was expecting this person to say no.

The man smiled slightly, his voice was low and sweet, his brows and eyes seemed to be soaked with tenderness.

"Yes, it was given to me... madam."

Obviously these two words couldn't be more simple, but when this person said them, they felt strangely lingering.

Ye Chuyan's heart sank involuntarily.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling now, and she felt a bit sore in her heart, and she felt a sense of indescribable loss.

The clerk hurriedly smiled and said, "Then your wife must be very beautiful. This bracelet is considered to be of very good condition in our shop, and it must be very suitable for Madam Ling."

Sheng Yun glanced at the bracelet in his hand and hooked the corners of his lips invisibly, as if he was a little bit happy.

"Of course my wife is beautiful."

"Wrap it up."

He put down the bracelet in his hand and said lightly to the clerk.