On the carriage, Xun Xian had already regained her composure.
She looked at Yuchi with a "so that's how it is" expression.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
How could Yuchi explain this? The more you explain such things, the worse it gets. Who would have thought Qingzhu was such a natural airhead?
A natural airhead filled with hatred, who can handle that?
"Don't pretend to be innocent after getting advantages, now I finally know why you call her your sister."
"Isn't it so?"
"Is this a kind of elegant term, equivalent to a spouse, or my humble wife?"
"Just say it if you want to, at your age and status, why pretend?"
"You made me think you liked being passive, but your heart already belongs to someone."
Xun Xian's logic was quite normal.
She had seen Wei Qingzhu, who was obviously a normal young girl.
A normal young girl would never do something like this unless the relationship had reached a certain point.
