My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’

Lou Yu pulled Su Rong aside and asked spitefully, “Why did you come here with Zheng Xuan?”

Lou Yu’s house was equipped with the most advanced electronic monitoring equipment. The alarm would be triggered right after the wrong password input. The only ones who knew the right password were Lou Yu, Su Rong, Mo Fei, and Mo Yi.

Su Rong shrugged his shoulders, helplessness crawling across his whole face, “He pesters me and insists that I bring him in.”

“Why didn’t you just turn him down?” Lou Yu said grumpily.

Su Rong looked at Lou Yu, saying a pitiful tone, “But I can’t!” In face of a man who was stronger than him and used the stick and carrot strategy against him, he truly felt that he had no other way but to let him in.

“When did you come?” Lou Yu asked, sounding a bit dismayed.

Su Rong took a deep breath, caught a glimpse of Lou Yu, and confessed reluctantly, “When Yiyi started to call you son of a bitch.”

Lou Yu, “…”

Seeing Lou Yu’s grouchy demeanor, Su Rong bowed his head to apologize. In fact, he really didn’t mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between Lou Yu and Mo Yi. He just happened to hear the whole thing and the conversation actually frightened him.

Su Rong had always felt that Yiyi was a gentle person. He thought Yiyi talked mean sometimes but did not know that the man would become so horrible when he got angry. Su Rong felt that the whole world was falling apart when he recalled Mo Yi’s appearance of lambasting the Third Prince. Yiyi, he even dared to scold Lou Yu…‘son of a bitch’. He really admired his courage at that time.

Lou Yu took a deep breath. He should have noticed Su Rong and Zheng Xuan had been, but at that time, Mo Yi was too excited and he was being scolded under a strip so that his usual keen insight dropped several levels.

Su Rong sighed helplessly, “If I had known Yiyi would become so irate today, I wouldn’t have brought Zheng Xuan here.”

Compared with the third prince, Zheng Xuan was being scolded more miserably. Although Zheng Xuan was Su Rong’s rival in love, Su Rong still felt sympathy for the man, of course, only a little bit.

“Whether you know it or not, you shouldn’t have brought him here.” Lou Yu was still in a bad mood.

Su Rong scratched his head, “I know. But he is already here and we got no choice.”

Lou Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said faintly, “You brought him here, but you should send him away now.”

“Why is it me again?” Su Rong felt embarrassed.

“Do we have other choices? Me?” Lou Yu said grumpily.

Su Rong, “…”

Standing in the hall, Zheng Xuan focused on Mo Yi’s room motionlessly, like a statue.

His forehead cracked with a big hole. Blood flowed down Zheng Xuan’s cheek, which looked horrible.

After a pause, Su Rong walked over to Zheng Xuan, “Master Zheng, you should wrap up your wound. You seem to have been badly hurt.”

Zheng Xuan shook his head, “Never mind.”

“I think you’d better wrap it up.” Su Rong insisted.

Zheng Xuan rejected, “No.”

“Yiyi was agitated today. I think you’d better leave and come back another day,” said Su Rong.

Zheng Xuan had a glimpse of Su Rong, “No, I want to stay.”

“There are no more rooms here,” Su Rong said with an innocent-sounding tone.

“I can sleep on the couch.”  Zheng Xuan said easily.

Su Rong gnashed his teeth and thought to himself: Didn’t you know that I am driving you away euphemistically? Are you pushing me to use violence?

Mo Fei walked out of Mo Yi’s bedroom, and noticed Zheng Xuan’s head was broken, “Zheng Xuan, why are you here? What happened to your head? Su Rong, give him a bandage! He was so stupid and now got his head broken. I’m afraid that he would become a brain-dead! How could he survive if he gets worse?!”

Su Rong, “…”

Su Rong looked at Zheng Xuan, “Master Zheng, I think I’d better give you a treatment.”

Zheng Xuan nodded, “Please.”

Su Rong thought in his heart: Third Crown Princess is Third Crown Princess! His words are much more persuasive than mine!

Mo Fei looked at Zheng Xuan critically with his hands on his wrist and said with a strange tone, “Rongrong, watch carefully and don’t leave scars! This man is stupid. If he breaks his face, no one would like to marry him.”

Su Rong, “…”

Zheng Xuan gave Su Rong a serious look, “Yeah, please. Don’t leave scars.”

Su Rong, “…” Ah, do you have to be so obedient!?

“Zheng Xuan, how did you break your head?”  Mo Fei asked curiously.

Zheng Xuan glanced at Mo Fei, “I accidentally bumped into a hard object.”

Su Rong: The guy was lying through his teeth. This could never be the wound of bumping.

Mo Fei frowned, “No wonder they always say you are blind. They’re telling the truth!”

Su Rong, “…”