Passively brought in front of Lisha by him.

Lisha was completely dumbfounded.

"You... you... you two..."

"Lisha, haven’t you always wanted to ask me why I don’t like you? Well, now I’m telling you, I already have someone I like, and that’s her."

Qi Yue almost thought she misheard, but seeing Lisha’s hurt expression the next second, she instantly understood that he was using her as a shield.

Yet... not only was she not angry, but she felt a sweet joy inside.

Even though she was being used, being noticed by Tang Yan, even as a tool to be used, made her very happy.

"So... she’s not a servant?" Lisha stumbled back a step, angrily pointing at Qi Yue, "Since you’re with him, why did you pretend to be a servant? Tangtang, how can you like someone like this?"

Tang Yan chuckled bitterly, "Please don’t call me Tangtang so affectionately, otherwise my girlfriend will get jealous!" He said, bowing his head to give Qi Yue a slight smile.

"And please don’t insult my girlfriend. In my eyes, she’s far more noble than those spoiled rich daughters who think so highly of themselves!"

Lisha’s face turned pale, clearly understanding the meaning in Tang Yan’s words.

She shook her head, looked at Tang Yan.

"Tang Yan, I was wrong about you! Rest assured, I will never pester you again!" Lisha finished, picked up her bag, and turned to rush out the door.

Qi Yue was completely frozen there.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming, silence filled the room.

Qi Yue lifted her eyes and met Tang Yan’s gaze. She managed a faint smile, "Ac... actually, that girl is quite nice... why..."

The man’s arm around her shoulder hadn’t released, and he laughed, "I already said, because I have someone I like!"

As he spoke, he reached out and brushed her nose lightly.

Qi Yue’s cheeks instantly flushed red.

"There’s flour on your face," he laughed.

Qi Yue quickly stepped back to keep her distance, wiping the flour off her face, not daring to meet his eyes again.

"Well... I baked some cookies in the kitchen, I’ll go check on them..." she said, her heart racing, then turned and hurried into the kitchen.

The man stood in white clothes, watching her rushed silhouette, a graceful curve forming at the corner of his lips.

He realized, this girl is truly and adorably naive!

******

Xia Family.

The entire Xia Family, overnight, felt like withering leaves.

Xia Xinmei walked in from outside, looking at the empty house, the servants were nowhere to be seen.

In the living room, a faint bloody smell seemed to linger.

Xia Xinmei sat on the sofa.

In her mind, a scene from a week ago appeared.

Xia Xiaonuan...

How ruthless of you, to personally drive father and Yun to death.

Xia Xiaonuan, what you owe me, I will definitely reclaim with my own hands!

Meanwhile, Xia Xiaonuan stood in front of Mrs. Xia’s tombstone.

Spring had arrived, and the weather was gradually warming up.

Xia Xiaonuan draped a beige cashmere shawl over her shoulders, staring at the smiling woman on the tombstone.

"Now, you can finally rest in peace. Those who framed you have received their just deserts."

The woman on the tombstone smiled at her, as if she could really understand her words.

Xia Xiaonuan’s lips curled into a wry smile, shaking her head.

A few black-clad bodyguards stood not far off, silently guarding her.