Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1489 - 1427: The Fool in Ah Jiu’s Eyes

Song Wei’s hand hadn’t touched Wufu’s hand yet, when it was already grabbed by someone. He turned his head to meet a face full of anger.

"Has no one ever told you that it’s improper to touch a woman casually?" Ah Jiu glared at him coldly.

Song Wei met the gaze, feeling a chill rise from his back, making him feel as if his whole body was immersed in ice water, chilling to the bone.

"Bold!" Song Wei’s guard stepped forward with a shout.

Yet before he could do anything, his path was blocked by someone who looked smaller but was expressionless.

The guard’s pupils shrank slightly. With just one glance, he sensed a breath of death from this person, as if the slightest mistake would turn him into dust.

Facing off, Song Wei was the first to wave his hand, signaling the guard to step back.

Ah Jiu loosened Song Wei’s hand and gently supported Wufu, saying softly, "Let’s go."

Wufu smiled and nodded.

Song Wei narrowed his eyes, finding her smile glaringly bright. His eyes quickly assessed her up and down, and he asked, "Miss, we have met before."

He used a statement, not a question.

Ah Jiu’s face turned colder as she glanced sideways, Crown Prince Wei, courting death.

Wufu squeezed his hand and looked at Song Wei: "So what?"

Song Wei frowned, instinctively disliking her tone.

"If you want to flirt, try another way, though even if you do, I won’t care." Wufu smiled boldly and linked arms with Ah Jiu: "Because I already belong to someone."

What a daring girl!

She’s still inexperienced, yet even if this man is engaged, not married yet, how could she be so bold?

This boldness made Song Wei very dissatisfied, as if his prey had been snatched away.

Strange, why is it like this? Although he felt they had met, he truly couldn’t recall where.

No matter how much he thought, he couldn’t realize that the Wufu before him was actually the Wu Fu he had been looking for.

"Why bother talking to him? Don’t you love De Ji’s dumplings? Let’s go eat." Ah Jiu was happy about Wufu announcing him as her man, and led her forward.

"Then I want two."

The two gradually walked farther away, soon disappearing from Song Wei’s sight.

"Go find out who they are." Song Wei commanded as he watched them disappear.

Secret Shadow vanished swiftly.

Once out of the teahouse, Ah Jiu coldly glanced back at it, saying, "Take a look at who Crown Prince Song came to meet."

"Yes, master."

"Are you serious with him?" Wufu got into the carriage and said, "You still have to deal with him later, don’t you want to do business with their family?"

Ah Jiu sneered: "Who says there’s no alternative in Prince Wei’s Manor other than him?"

"Hmm?"

"His younger brother Song Cheng is quite promising. If he has connections and money, don’t you think he may want to rebel?" Ah Jiu squinted, scheming.

"What tricks have you played?"

"Nothing much, just brought Song Cheng up to compete with him. Who asked him to be idle and keep staring at someone else’s people." Ah Jiu peeled an orange, split two slices, and placed them by her mouth, saying, "I think he’s back in Changan City, blinded by wealth, forgetting the Northwest is his real root. What a fool!"

Wufu said, "But fools are easier to manipulate, aren’t they? That Song Cheng, if he’s hard to delude, wouldn’t it be like moving a stone to smash one’s own foot?"

"I’d rather establish a difficult one than see Song Wei thrive. His gaze—I hate it." Ready to pluck out his eyes.

All right, no need to argue with a vinegar jar, Wufu happily enjoyed his feeding.