The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

her up.

Shangguan Yu suddenly glanced at Shen Yijia and took a step forward.
“You must be Ah Chen’s wife, Second Miss Shen.
I’m Shangguan Yu.
These two are…”

He did not seem to care that Shen Yijia had hurt someone.
There was still a gentle smile on his face.

Shen Yijia waved her hand to stop his introduction and nodded.
“I already believe you.”

Shangguan Yu was puzzled.
“Sister-in-law, what do you mean?”

Shen Yijia shrugged and said, “Didn’t you say that they were my big brother and sister? I believe you now.”

After all, only the Shen family could make her feel so disgusted.

This was a grudge left behind by the original host.

Shangguan Yu was speechless.

“Why did you hit them if you already believed me?” he thought to himself.

“Shen Yijia!” Shen Wenbo got up and roared through gritted teeth.

When he saw Su Ruyun leaning against Lian’er and crying, he was even angrier.
He took out a long sword from his guard’s waist and stabbed it at Shen Yijia.
“I’ll let you know what it means to have seniority.”

Shen Wenbo was currently studying in the Imperial College.

Both the Chen family and the Shen family had high hopes for him.
As a result, he had been practicing martial arts since he was young, so his martial arts skills were naturally not bad.

Shangguan Yu frowned slightly.
It was too late to stop him.

Shen Yijia tilted her head and was about to dodge when a yellow and black ball flew past her.

Furball bit Shen Wenbo’s wrist.
The latter released his grip on the sword in pain and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Seeing that Shen Yijia was not injured, Shangguan Yu heaved a sigh of relief and looked down at the attacker carefully.

Furball’s appearance was so sudden that everyone was caught off guard.

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