Proposal Rejected 99 Times, the Cold Campus Belle Forcefully Flirts with Me, Jiang Muye 640. Chapter 641: Actually, I Still Have a Trick Up My Sleeve

Chapter 641: Actually, I Still Have a Trick Up My Sleeve

Xiang Shan smiled bitterly. "You still don't completely believe me. I know what I'm saying is absurd, but I really do want you to break up with Ye Shuhua."

Father Leng trembled. Seeing how miserable Xiang Shan looked, his brows knitted tightly together.

"Xiang Shan, I know you're a very proud person, and that you can't accept me being with another woman. But we're in the past now. I think we can both let go of the past."

"No… that's not it. I'm not being proud." Xiang Shan looked at Father Leng, and a tear immediately threatened to fall. "Maybe it's too late, but I still want to tell you—I think I like you."

"I never noticed before. I was always just playing around. But after I really lost you, I realized that the person I deeply love has always been you. I know it's despicable of me to tell you this now, but I really don't want you going to another woman's side."

Xiang Shan poured out everything in her heart in a single breath.

Father Leng was stunned. Then his face darkened, and he said nothing for a long time.

The air was filled with the sound of Xiang Shan's sobbing.

It stung his eardrums.

"Xiang Shan…"

His hand came to rest on her shoulder.

Xiang Shan's spirits suddenly lifted. She looked at him.

Is he going to get back together with me?

"We can't do this. I have a girlfriend now. I'm sorry," Father Leng said. "You're right. It's too late."

Xiang Shan's eyes went wide. Then a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of her lips. "Is that so."

All her hope had been shattered.

She'd thought there was still time, but Father Leng's attitude made it very clear that he wanted to draw a line between them.

"You'll find your own happiness. Don't wait for me. There's no need." Father Leng was very rational. He knew very well that he and Xiang Shan could never go back to the past.

He loved Xiang Shan, but he loved the Xiang Shan of the past.

The innocent, shy girl whose eyes would light up when she saw him.

The foolish yet brave girl who would act silly in front of him, who knew he was outstanding and far beyond her reach, yet still threw herself forward without hesitation and pushed aside all her rivals to confess to him.

But now they had both grown old.

After all these wasted years, that deep emotion from the past was long gone.

Xiang Shan was deeply dejected. She smiled bitterly and nodded.

It was only right for Leng Qihua to reject her now. After all, she'd done quite a few wrong things.

"Whether or not you end up with me, I hope you'll think twice before doing anything with Ye Shuhua. She's truly dangerous." Xiang Shan's eyes were still full of worry.

She couldn't just let such a dangerous person stay by Leng Qihua's side.

If Ye Shuhua could hurt her now, then she could hurt Leng Qihua later.

Xiang Shan sank into thought. She had to come up with a way to take Ye Shuhua down.

She had to find evidence.

Evidence was extremely important.

So that afternoon, Xiang Shan went to Leng Qihua's villa and sought out Ye Shuhua.

Ye Shuhua was arranging flowers. She showed no surprise at Xiang Shan's appearance, and remained calm and composed the whole time. "Fang Yu, what brings you here?"

Xiang Shan looked at Ye Shuhua's placid expression and let out a cold laugh. "You probably know very well why I'm here."

"You come and go as you please, Fang Yu, doing whatever you want. How could I possibly know why you're here? You give me far too much credit." Ye Shuhua gave Xiang Shan a gentle smile.

Then Xiang Shan stepped forward and grabbed Ye Shuhua's wrist, causing Ye Shuhua's finger to be scratched by a rose thorn. Drip. A drop of blood fell onto the table.

"Don't 'Fang Yu' me over and over. It makes me sick. Who do you think you are, claiming kinship with me? All those little tricks you've pulled—they make me absolutely sick! You tried to kill me, and you even bought off my steward. You really do have some skill!"

Ye Shuhua stared coldly at Xiang Shan, then put on a wronged expression. "Fang Yu, I have no idea what you're talking about. How could I have bought off your steward? I don't even know her. I completely don't understand what you're saying."

Watching Ye Shuhua act, Xiang Shan felt even more disgusted. "Still pretending with me. Doesn't all this acting tire you out? It's just the two of us now. Leng Qihua isn't here. Weren't you pretty arrogant before? Why aren't you showing your true colors now?"

"I really don't know what you're talking about. I know you're dissatisfied with me—after all, I'm Qihua's woman. But you barge into the house in broad daylight and fly into a rage at me. I'm innocent here too…"

Ye Shuhua blinked rapidly, then tears began to fall. She tried to pull her hand out of Xiang Shan's grip, but Xiang Shan refused to let go.

"Before, you were the one who said you'd take revenge on me. Now you won't admit it? You also said you'd attend the engagement banquet in my place, and then I ended up poisoned. Are you going to deny that has nothing to do with you!" Xiang Shan gritted her teeth.

"Fang Yu, let go of me!" Ye Shuhua shouted loudly.

Soon the servants arrived.

They watched Ye Shuhua and Xiang Shan locked in dispute, completely dumbfounded.

Ye Shuhua cried out pitifully, "Help me! Fang Yu keeps being mean to me!"

"When was I mean to you? You're the one who set me up!" Xiang Shan said in a fury.

The servants stepped forward and immediately began trying to persuade Xiang Shan. "Madam Xiang, please let go of our Madam. Stop making a scene!"

Looking at Ye Shuhua's hypocritical act, Xiang Shan felt like throwing up.

Once a green tea bitch, always a green tea bitch. Still putting on a show.

It was obviously Xiang Shan who was the victim, but now it was Ye Shuhua playing the victim, as if she'd been bullied.

Xiang Shan instinctively moved to let go, intending to have a proper talk with Ye Shuhua. But who could have known that, right in her line of sight, Ye Shuhua simply pushed herself backward.

Crash.

The vase and Ye Shuhua both toppled to the floor.

"Madam—" the servants cried out in panic.

Even Xiang Shan was stunned.

She watched as Ye Shuhua lay among the shards of the vase.

Her hand was covered in blood.

The servants immediately rushed forward and helped Ye Shuhua up.

Ye Shuhua's eyes instantly filled with tears. She cried out in grievance, "Fang Yu, are you satisfied now?! You just wanted to see me get hurt, didn't you?"

"This is too much. Barging into someone's home, throwing accusations, spreading rumors, and now you've injured me. Does Qihua know how selfish and vicious you are?"

Xiang Shan had long anticipated that Ye Shuhua would pull this trick. She immediately removed the brooch from her chest.

"I didn't do it. You stepped back yourself. Don't pin it on me."

"There's a pinhole camera in here. It recorded everything. You stepped back yourself. Stop pretending. We'll watch the footage in a bit."

Xiang Shan had come to confront her—certainly not to win a war of words—but she hadn't expected Ye Shuhua to have no counter and instead play the victim. Still, there was a gain.

At least she'd captured Ye Shuhua's two-faced appearance.

Ye Shuhua was extremely shocked.

She had never imagined that Xiang Shan would have a backup plan.

"Didn't you say you'd call Leng Qihua? You're not calling? Then I'll call." Xiang Shan picked up her phone.

Ye Shuhua immediately stepped forward, trying to snatch the brooch. "No! Give it to me!"

But Xiang Shan simply raised her arm and slapped Ye Shuhua hard across the face.

Ye Shuhua's cheek turned completely red from the blow.