A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1748 - 392: Dying Without Regrets, Far Too Bold

In the end, it was all driven by jealousy. Someone had already secretly swiped open their phone screen, opened the camera, ready to record this scene. When it spreads online, it will definitely be explosive news.

The moonlight was as clear as washing, softly illuminating the earth.

In the garden, colorful carousel lights added a touch of enchanting variety to the night.

Facing a string of inexplicable glances, the girl’s back was straight, her chestnut wavy long hair tucked behind her ear, slightly lifted by the night breeze, adding a touch of unexpected gentleness.

Set against the black gown, her skin appeared as snowy as moonlight, so white it seemed to reflect light.

Her eyebrows and eyes were like beautiful and gentle jade, yet akin to the distant coolness of Qingshan Mountain, mixed together to highlight her picturesque features. Just sitting there quietly, she looked like a beautiful painting.

Holy, noble, inherently elegant.

Asking such a question was a form of tarnishing her.

Although very absurd, this was the shared thought in the minds of everyone present at the moment.

That pair of mysterious, deep black eyes, like the sea and stars, smiled at Miss Zhao. For a moment, Miss Zhao felt a chill down her spine...

"What did you say?"

A faint question, yet it made one subconsciously feel weak at the knees.

When Miss Zhao realized that she was actually afraid of the other person, humiliation and shame overtook her entire mind. She smiled, "So Miss Ji has bad ears, huh? Then let me say it again...."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt the air become thin. Miss Zhao instinctively shrank her neck.

Yun Ya’s thin lips slightly curved, her deep black gaze was as profound as an abyss, her eyes narrowing as if countless silver needles emerged...

Miss Zhao frowned, suddenly feeling a deep sense of unease.

She didn’t know she had already touched Yun Ya’s reverse scale, for Yun Ya always detested others mentioning those words in front of her, and this Miss Zhao died without knowing it.

"I...." Miss Zhao stammered, suddenly unable to say anything...

"Who knows who came up with such a question, it’s really... how could one be so shameless as to ask a girl that." Tian Yan stepped in to mediate, "I suggest we discard this question. Why not change to a more understandable one?"

Mo Pianpian quickly said, "Miss Tian is right, why don’t I ask a question? Sister Yun Ya, how far have you and Master Yan progressed?" Her expression was gossip-like.

It was the same nature as the previous question, but changing the way it was phrased made it much easier to accept.

Mo Pianpian smiled knowingly.

Tian Yan coughed, raising her eyes to look at Yun Ya, only to see that Yun Ya’s expression didn’t change a bit.

Miss Zhao secretly gritted her teeth.

Yun Ya smiled and said, "Brother Yan and I have a good relationship. When the time comes for the wedding feast, everyone will be invited to drink."

What kind of answer was that?

"Sister Yun Ya, your answer is too official, there’s not a shred of sincerity." Mo Pianpian teased.

Yun Ya smiled lightly.

"Pianpian, don’t make things difficult for Miss Ji, her answer was already sincere enough okay?" Shangguan Qing spoke up to defend Yun Ya.

"Who in Country Hua doesn’t know how much Master Yan adores Miss Ji? All we can do is envy."

"Yes, indeed, Miss Ji, you are truly fortunate...."

The daughter-in-law of the Yan Family, such a position that all the girls in Country Hua would break their heads to marry into, but alas, it’s not their fate.

Yun Ya remained indifferent to these envious compliments, maintaining a calm and gentle smile on her lips all along, exuding an air of equanimity that gradually made those flattering her feel embarrassed to continue.

Amid Mo Pianpian and Shangguan Qing’s playful banter, the question was brushed over; Yun Ya was only joining one round, so she had to write down a truth question to make up.

After she finished, she automatically stepped out of the game field and stood quietly watching from the side. Tian Yan, fearing Yun Ya would feel left out, appointed her as the referee for this round.

This round, Yi Peilan drew the King, and she chose a dare over truth.

The challenge she drew was to confess to the first man she saw at the banquet.

Saying it was excessive would not be unwarranted, but to say it wasn’t would be a bit far-fetched.

Yi Peilan curled her lips in a light smile, glancing around the crowd. Tian Yan frowned and said, "This... is really a bit inappropriate. Who knows who wrote this? It’s too reckless, making a joke of Miss Yi’s reputation."

As to who wrote it, with so many people, who would admit it?

Yi Peilan smiled nonchalantly, suddenly stood up, "If you gamble, you must accept the loss, I’m going."

With those words, she turned and walked towards the banquet hall.