My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1601 Duanmu Heng’s Former Princess Consort (4)

Meeting Dong Yihong’s warning gaze, Shanggong Wen immediately nodded in realization. “Right, right, right, look at me. I’m so happy that I can’t speak properly.”

Almost the entire Imperial City knew what happened between Duanmu Heng and Yao Meng, and as the president of the Mercenary Association, Shanggong Wen was even aware of the inside story.

However, that was the couple’s business. No matter what, it wasn’t someone else’s place to interfere.

So, it was better for outsiders like them not to get involved blindly, in case they attracted trouble.

“My dear guests, why don’t I prepare a private room for all of you, you can sit down and talk slowly?” Shanggong Wen said enthusiastically.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Dong Yihong slapped his back fiercely again, making Shanggong Wen’s face contort in pain.

However, the other party was his future wife. He couldn’t fight back even if he died of pain! Otherwise, he would definitely be single for the rest of his life.

Dong Yihong eased the atmosphere and said, “Hehe, he only knows how to spout nonsense. Don’t listen to his nonsense.”

Lu Zijia: “…” Why did this president of the Mercenary Association look so silly? Was it really fine to have such a president?

“Cousin, do you need to buy anything else?” Duanmu Heng ignored Yao Meng, who was still looking at him affectionately, and turned to ask Lu Zijia instead.

Lu Zijia was about to shake her head when she suddenly thought of something and looked at the man next to her.

Seeing that Duanmu Heng didn’t want to stay any longer, Mu Tianyan shook his head slightly and said, “Let’s go.”

“Aiya, aren’t we going to continue the melodramatic drama?” The golden pagoda said regretfully, still unsatisfied.

Lu Zijia was speechless. She slapped the head of the golden pagoda’s furry cat and said via voice transmission, “My cousin has already met a heartless woman and you’re still in the mood to watch the show?!”

The golden pagoda touched its head and gave a perfectly guileless look. “I’m not watching a show. I’m helping your cousin analyze!”

“What are you analyzing?” Lu Zijia glanced over with obvious suspicion in her eyes.

“Of course I’m analyzing if that woman is really affectionate or if she’s faking it!” The golden pagoda said matter-of-factly.

Lu Zijia was speechless. Did the golden pagoda treat itself as a relationship expert?

She was about to rebut the golden pagoda when a sorrowful voice suddenly entered her ears.

“Your Highness, you’re not even willing to see me. Do you really hate me that much?”

Seeing Duanmu Heng leave, Yao Meng chased after him anxiously and blocked his way. Ignoring everyone’s strange gazes, she spoke sadly, with tears streaming down her face.

Duanmu Heng looked at the pitiful woman in front of him and was unmoved.

“Miss Yao, we both know why we divorced back then. Why are you saying something that makes people laugh now?”

Back then, Yao Meng only left a divorce letter before leaving his fourth prince’s mansion.

Even though he didn’t know the exact situation, he could feel Yao Meng’s coldness towards him after he was in trouble.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t disheartened and angry at that time, but that was already in the past. Now, there was no need for them to maintain any relationship.

Yao Meng’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened, as if she didn’t expect the usually gentle Duanmu Heng to say such heartless words .

“Your Highness, you…”

“Miss Yao, please respect yourself.” Without waiting for Yao Meng to speak, Duanmu Heng reminded her solemnly.

After saying that, Duanmu Heng ignored Yao Meng’s reaction and directly walked past her to leave the Mercenary Trading Company.

Seeing Yao Meng’s tearful and pitiful look, Lu Zijia couldn’t help but sigh in her mind. Her cousin really didn’t know how to have tender feelings for the fairer sex!