Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 158: I’m Disgusted to Death

Su Juan was roaring inside, but seeing Liu Xuan motionless, she fell silent: "..."

[I didn’t say I’d send it... and no one gifts handkerchiefs!]

The crowd was watching the drama unfold: Why not? Nowadays, many girls in the capital exchange embroidered pouches and handkerchiefs as tokens of affection.

Perhaps Mr. Liu sees this handkerchief as a token of love.

But this Vice Director never had his mind on these romantic matters, probably has no idea about this custom.

Su Juan was conflicted, [The handkerchief was given by me, but Liu Xuan neither uses it nor returns it...]

You’re silly, if he returns it now, there won’t be a future.

[It’s awkward to ask for it back, as if it seems deliberate to keep it.]

Why bother getting it back, it’s just a handkerchief, given and gone.

[But Liu Xuan’s action does seem like he intends to keep the handkerchief, doesn’t it?]

Crowd: Couldn’t tell, this Mr. Liu has this side too?

[He wouldn’t really keep the handkerchief, right!?]

[No, no, Liu Xuan is noble and virtuous, no way he wants a girl’s handkerchief!]

Xie Xun was watching Liu Xuan, clicking his tongue in his mind.

Those around were entertained, Vice Director’s drama is the highlight, the earlier events were just minor.

Still, where did Liu Xuan learn all these?

His mind was full of doubts, but seeing Xie Xun, the flamboyant peacock, nearby, he got his answer, close proximity to ink stains.

...

Before the banquet ended, Su Juan left first, with Xie Xun babbling behind her about today’s events, warning her how shameless Song Qianfan was, urging her not to look back.

Men know men best, he clearly understood Song Qianfan’s intentions today, certainly plotting something, not a genuine change of heart.

As he was talking, their path ahead was blocked, and the person he’d just been cursing appeared in front of them.

Xie Xun immediately shielded Su Juan, glaring at Song Qianfan, "What do you want again?"

Doesn’t he have anything else to do, sticking around others all the time, such a nuisance.

Song Qianfan ignored Xie Xun, looking straight at Su Juan, "I want to talk to you."

Su Juan narrowed her eyes slightly, [Is Song Qianfan here to settle accounts?]

[I told you, with his temper, no way he’d hold back.]

Su Juan: "Speak."

She thought, if Song Qianfan dared to touch even a hair on her head, she’d dare to break his pig’s trotters.

Xie Xun looked around, considering which way would be fastest to run if a fight broke out.

But who knew, the first thing Song Qianfan said was, "There have been many misunderstandings, I’d like to invite you to a meal to apologize."

Su Juan heard this, her inner alarm bells ringing, Song Qianfan isn’t known for sweet talk, [He wouldn’t poison the food, would he?]

In response, instead of getting angry, Song Qianfan’s tone softened, "One day of marriage, a hundred days of grace, I treated you poorly before, ever since you left, my parents have been thinking of you."

Su Juan looked at him with a "are you crazy?" expression, [Princess Jing thinking of me, might as well think pigs can fly.]

Seeing Su Juan’s clear-headed expression, Xie Xun was relieved.

Song Qianfan had to change his approach, "Your courtyard remains unchanged, everything intact... If you want to return, I’ll fetch you."

Saying this, he glanced at Xie Xun, "After all, Duke Mansion isn’t your home, living off others is uncomfortable."

Xie Xun: "???"

His temple veins throbbed, "What do you mean living off others, Song Qianfan, stop sowing discord! What kind of man are you?"

Su Juan’s feeling increasingly off, [Song Qianfan... could he regret the divorce?]

The words he spoke clearly intended for reconciliation.

She immediately declined, "No, we’ve divorced already."

But Song Qianfan stepped forward, "Can’t you hear it? What I mean is, come back to the Prince Mansion, we’ll remarry, the position of Heir Consort is still yours."

"Ah Juan, I treated you poorly before, but from now on, I will treat you well."

He promised, adjusting his expression to appear more gentle.

Su Juan got goosebumps everywhere, "No thanks, a blessing like being your Heir Consort, you should keep for others."

[Goodness, how can he speak like this, it’s disgusting, I’d rather he yelled and hit like before.]

[Luckily, we divorced, it’s too terrifying.]

Xie Xun almost burst into laughter, it had to be Su Juan.

[He thinks I’m brainless? Just over at the Imperial Garden he was spewing nonsense, and now he’s a different person...]

[Fooling naive little girls, but making a joke out of himself in front of me?]

Veins bulged on Song Qianfan’s clenched fists beneath his sleeves, suppressing the anger in his chest, trying to appear calm and gentle.

As long as he could gain an advantage over Su Juan, he had patience to coax her slowly, to win her back.

"Ah Juan, don’t be quick to reject me, I’ll give you my heart and soul, let you see my sincerity."

Su Juan chuckled, "Then take your heart and lungs out for me to see."

Song Qianfan: "?"

Xie Xun: "?"

Su Juan took a pin from her hair, handed it to Song Qianfan, eyes curved in a smile, "Didn’t you just say? Take out your heart and lungs, gouge them out for me to see."

Xie Xun: "!" This wasn’t Su Juan wanting to see his sincerity, she was demanding his life.

Song Qianfan’s face darkened, eyes fixed on the pin, but he didn’t take it.

He wanted to win Su Juan back but wasn’t stupid.

"Ah Juan, don’t be like this, I know you have grievances, but this isn’t good."

Su Juan touched the pin, "Why not? I’m straightforward, just show me, and bygones will be bygones."

Su Juan smiled sweetly, "I, Su Juan, keep my word."

Xie Xun panicked a bit, how can it be bygones, what if he really does it, does Su Juan really want to return to Prince Jing Mansion to be that Heir Consort?

This isn’t right!

But Su Juan knew Song Qianfan well.

Song Qianfan was ambitious, selfish, stabbing his own heart? Impossible.

Just as Su Juan guessed, Song Qianfan didn’t take the pin, only said, "I know you’re filled with grievances, I don’t blame you for pushing me into the pond today, I’ll wait for your anger to fade, the position of Heir Consort is forever yours."

Saying that, he quickly left, afraid he might strangle Su Juan if he stayed any longer.

Su Juan rolled her eyes, [If he’s sick, go to the Imperial Hospital, why sway around in front of me, do I look like a dung cart to him, he vomits everything on me?]

[Yuck... need to go home and wash up, this is disgusting.]