Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Wearing an indigo brocade robe and holding a folding fan, this person was tall and straight, with clear and handsome features, very elegant and elegant.

Hua Qingqing kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now, please forgive me."

The handsome man's eyes rested on her delicate and beautiful face for a moment, and he smiled slightly.

"No problem."

At this time, Hua Manman was with her hips akimbo, full of the posture of an arrogant young lady.

She warned in a crisp voice.

"My surname is Song, let me see you bullying my sister again, and I'll let someone beat you until you find your teeth all over the place!"

Song Ding was furious: "You shrew!"

Hua Qingqing originally wanted to leave directly, but after hearing Hua Manman's words, she stopped abruptly, looked at Hua Manman with her bright red eyes, and called out in a low voice.

"Second sister, let's go."

She couldn't leave her second sister here and let others point her fingers.

Hua Manman returned the teacup to the waiter in the restaurant, and said in unison.

"This cup of tea will be credited to Mr. Song's account."

Then she took Siyun to the direction where Hua Qingqing was.

The three of them left the teahouse together.

The handsome man in the indigo brocade robe opened the folding fan, and while shaking the fan gently, looked at Hua Qingqing's slender back as he left, and sighed with a smile.

"I don't know that there are such stunning beauties in Shangjing."

Hearing this, the young servant who was following him rolled his eyes and asked cautiously.

"Your Highness has taken a fancy to the young lady from Zhong'anbo Mansion?"

The handsome gentleman smiled lightly and said: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good, isn't this a matter of course?"

The servant hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Your Highness is absolutely right!"

He clicked his tongue inwardly, the eldest lady of Zhong'anbo Mansion was lucky to be favored by the present Crown Prince.

But then again, with that young lady's stunning looks, which man wouldn't be tempted?

As soon as Hua Qingqing and Hua Manman walked out of the teahouse, Han Zhener chased after them.

"Sister Qingqing, wait for me!"

Hua Qingqing stopped, turned her head to look at Han Zhen'er who was catching up quickly, and asked with a frown.

"What else do you need?"

Han Zhener said in an apologetic tone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Song here today, and it's all my fault that you guys have a rift.

Let me invite you to lunch as my apology to you, so that I can feel a little better in my heart. "

After she finished speaking, she looked at Hua Qingqing with pitiful eyes.

Hua Qingqing doesn't like this.

She asked coldly: "We were in the teahouse just now, did Miss Han enjoy watching the play?"

Han Zhen'er's expression froze, and then she pretended to be ignorant and asked blankly.

"What show are you watching? What do you mean?"

Hua Qingqing: "What do I mean, you know very well in your heart, for the sake of calling me sister, I advise you, you are not the only smart person in this world, don't treat everyone as fools."

After she finished speaking, she walked away without looking at Han Zhen'er again.

Hua Manman, who was one step behind, couldn't help but look at Han Zhener.

Seeing Hua Manman looking at her, Han Zhener's eyes turned red immediately, and she said helplessly.

"Did I do something wrong? Why is sister Qingqing angry?"

Hua Manman said sincerely: "You didn't do anything wrong, it was my sister who was wrong."

Han Zhen'er was puzzled: "What's wrong with Sister Qingqing?"

Hua Manman: "It's her fault that she shouldn't have a friend like you."

Han Zhener: "..."

Hua Manman: "Fortunately, she has corrected this mistake, so I don't have to worry about it."