Chapter Forty-Ninth Coveted His Prosperous Beauty

Cheng Xiulu was ridiculed and speechless, her face was as ugly as it was ugly. Before Yu Yuehan could open her mouth to let her go, she walked away with her tail tucked.

I didn't even bring the hairpins that were thrown on the coffee table.

Nian Xiaomu raised her head, a smile was hidden in her eyes, and out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Yu Yuehan who was still in the living room. She didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

After thinking for a while, he said respectfully, "Master, if there is nothing else, then I will first..."

"You follow me to the study."

Yu Yue coldly interrupted her words, passed her, and paced upstairs.

Nian Xiaomu was still stunned, his noble figure had disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

The housekeeper beside him hurriedly urged, "Nian Xiaomu, the young master called you, why don't you hurry up!"

Nian Xiaomu: "..."

It wasn't her illusion, he really called her?

Could it be that he still didn't believe she didn't steal the hairpin?

Nian Xiaomu was full of doubts, pursed her lips, and followed slowly upstairs.

When I walked to the door of the study, I found that the door was only open and not closed.

"Master, I'm in." She shouted before raising her hand and pushing the door in.

As soon as he walked in, he was slightly startled.

Yu Yuehan sat in front of the desk. The log desk was antique, softening the chill on his body.

A shimmer of light came in from the window behind him, and a layer of holy light dazzled him.

He turned his face slightly, the delicate skin made women feel inferior, and the shadow cast by the light on the nose made his facial features look more and more three-dimensional.

For some reason, looking at the picture in front of her, the words he said to Cheng Xiulu just now sounded inexplicably in her mind: "...Those who slander me need to give me an explanation?"

his people...

Nian Xiaomu's heart throbbed.

It turns out that this is the feeling of someone being a backer.

Although she knew very well in her heart, Yu Yuehan didn't necessarily want to help her out, maybe he just didn't want to lose his face because of her.

He also clearly saw that he only started to intervene in this matter after hearing Cheng Xiulu mention Mrs. Yu.

But the heart will still unconsciously be out of rhythm because of his words.

Whoever said that a good-looking woman is a disaster, according to her, so are men.

There is a monster in front of her!

"Are you satisfied with what you saw?" A cold voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Nian Xiaomu snapped back to her senses, only to realize that she was in a daze at his prosperous beauty!

He raised his head and met his deep black eyes, completely unable to guess whether the question just now was serious or mocking her.

Nian Xiaomu coughed twice in embarrassment to hide her guilty conscience.

"Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I thought you would have something, and wanted to explain it to me alone." Yu Yuehan put his elbows on the desk, his fingers with distinct phalanges folded together, supporting his handsome chin.

Even though he didn't do anything, he was under pressure.

Nian Xiaomu thought that he really didn't believe her, and pouted.

"What I said before is the truth. I just sent my wife back to the small courtyard. She asked me to help her wear a hairpin, and I helped her wear it..."

As soon as Nian Xiaomu explained a few words, he realized that the eyes he was looking at were not right.

Sharp eyes, as if to dissect her.

Her body froze slightly, and she stopped embarrassedly.

Before she could understand how she had offended him, she heard his indifferent voice, "When did you find out that the diamond on that hairpin was fake?"