My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1131 Tyrant Forces the Bow

Third Young Master Jun was surprised to see Ye Lu appear here in that capacity, and for a moment, he couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

But he firmly believed that she wouldn’t come without a reason.

"Baby, why are you here? Didn’t I tell you to rest properly? Disobeying again!" His tone was reproachful, yet his eyes brimmed with indulgent smiles. He waved her over, displaying their affection as if no one else was around!

Gu Yan and Yiren’s faces changed, their eyes fixed on Ye Lu, almost burning holes into her.

Ye Lu glimpsed the jealous look in Yiren’s eyes, that expression as if she wanted to tear her apart, and suddenly felt extremely pleased.

She walked toward Third Young Master Jun with even more charm, approaching him.

"If I hadn’t come, what if some shameless vixen tried to force herself on you? Then I would have really lost out." Her tone was tinged with jealousy.

Yiren’s pretty face twisted slightly, her teeth clenched so hard they could shatter.

Her nails dug into her flesh, nearly drawing blood, daring to call her a vixen. After not seeing her for a few days, Ye Lu’s tongue had grown even sharper, a tongue she had managed to keep in check before, daring not to speak out.

Now was she getting arrogant because of Third Young Master Jun’s doting? 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Third Young Master Jun’s eyes darkened and he assertively pulled her into his arms. Ye Lu, caught off guard, fell into his lap with a cry, tumbling into his embrace, the two clinging closely with their eyes locked. He looked at her with an indulgent yet haughty smile.

"Are you angry? I’m not interested in fox stench; I only allow you to force yourself on me!"

It was as if he couldn’t see anyone else present, without any regard, or rather, he simply dismissed the existence of everyone else, his eyes always fixed on the one he cared about.

Ye Lu glared at him in annoyance. His words in front of so many people were truly embarrassing, but her heart was filled with more sweetness and emotion.

He was declaring his stance to her; no matter how Gu Yan and Yiren threatened him, he would never betray her.

Any last bit of insecurity vanished from her heart. What was there to doubt about such a man? Any mistrust would be an insult to him.

"Understood." Her gaze was intense, her lips barely hiding her happiness as she looked up at Third Young Master Jun, with her eyes and heart full of him.

Gu Yan watched the radiant happiness on Ye Lu’s lips, feeling as if he had been sharply stabbed; it nearly made him jump up.

The resentment, the unwillingness, and the hatred in his heart deepened.

Seven years ago, Third Young Master Jun had stolen his woman, but what a joke it was that they were so happily together now.

Did those two people in front of him deserve him?

Their happiness was like a series of slaps to his face, causing him deep, bone-aching pain.

"Third Young Master Jun, since you don’t want this batch of arms, I want to see how you’ll end up dying. If you fail, and the godfather kills her, I want to see how you’ll regret today’s actions!" Gu Yan’s voice was cold and venomous, echoing in the silent hall, making hearts skip a beat.

"That won’t be necessary, Gu Yan,"

Ye Lu suddenly turned around, her face rising with a storm of anger, icily staring at him, her voice harsh:

"What you’re doing now, isn’t it just wishing for us to die? Gu Yan, I’m telling you, from today on, our ties are severed; from now on, we are enemies! If you dare touch my people, I won’t let you off!"

Remembering the recording, how Gu Yan had humiliatingly used her to force Third Young Master Jun, a proud man, to kneel twice and even get shot.

The rage in her heart was uncontrollable, her pain bone-deep.