Chapter 1988: Chapter 479: Heaven Will Not Tolerate Malicious Curses (6)
"Such is the charm of classic drama, love... celebrated for centuries. If it is a tragedy, it will be even more thought-provoking, widely retold, adding to the love story the breaking of feudal shackles, but merely finding a grandiose excuse for their selfishness."
Lorde watched her silently, surprised by her thoughts. Wasn’t she deeply moved just a moment ago?
"But life only happens once, it must be lived with a bit of recklessness, don’t you think?"
Lorde thought of that man and sighed inwardly.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you back." Lorde stood up, and the two left together.
The curtains fell on the drama, and the audience dispersed like flowing water.
Just as they left the box, the opposite door suddenly opened from inside, and a woman in a tight short skirt emerged holding a man’s arm. Their eyes met, and the woman froze for a moment upon seeing Lorde.
The man beside her was in a sleek suit, looking elegant and gentlemanly. Despite his surprise, he quickly collected himself and said with a smile, "Young Master Lorde, what a coincidence, you’re here to watch the play too?"
His gaze subtly swept over the delicate figure standing next to him, but due to the backlight, her face was hard to see clearly. Yet the soft aura she exuded made the man instinctively narrow his eyes.
Lorde’s gaze was indifferent, lacking any real enthusiasm. He nodded lightly, clearly disinclined to chat with the two. He blocked the woman beside him with his body, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and strode away decisively.
The man glanced at the woman beside him, noticing her intensely focused gaze on Lorde’s departing figure. Her lips pressed tightly together, he raised an eyebrow, "Why is Young Master Lorde in such a hurry to leave? Is there someone here you don’t want to see?"
Lorde paused slightly, and the man continued with a laugh, "With a beauty by your side, Young Master Lorde wouldn’t introduce us?"
Xi Lin took a deep breath, her smile restored, and swayed over with serpentine grace, standing before Lorde. Her glance swept across the girl beside him, showing no emotion, though her nails silently dug into her palm, drawing blood.
Anna claimed she was utterly defeated, and Xi Lin was unconvinced. Yet witnessing this girl herself, her last sliver of hope collapsed.
As a woman, she had to admit this girl was beautiful, no wonder she captivated the cold-hearted Lorde.
"If I’m not mistaken, this is Young Master Lorde’s fiancée, Princess Shengxi of Country Bauhinia."
The man moved beside Xi Lin, his gaze falling on the girl, his brows raising at the mention.
Lorde cast a cold glance at her, while Xi Lin maintained her smile, though her heart instantly tightened.
Lorde had always been cold, seemingly indifferent to everything. Back then, she confidently believed there were no other women around him, ultimately he would be hers alone. But now, with his beloved by his side, his gaze toward her was as cold as ever, yet hidden within it was a trace of lethal intent.
He wants to kill her. This realization brought her pain and utter despair.
Yet the girl stood there, smiling gently and at ease, in the light as elegant as poetry, this grace unnoticed, but the man’s gaze beside her grew dark with concealed greed and desire, her nails dug deeply into her palm.
Her pride and dignity were trampled in the mud before this woman.
"So you are the rumored fiancée of Young Master Lorde, able to hold such an indifferent heart. You must be an extraordinary beauty." The man spoke with a tone of tease and ambiguity, his sticky gaze roaming over the girl’s stunning face.
Yun Ya remained unfazed, her tender smile growing ever more gentle.
Those eyes, like a disgusting snake, she wanted to gouge them out and make them into specimens. That would be quite pretty.
"Get lost." Lorde spoke coldly, never granting anyone face, even if the man before him was an enemy of his father, Mr. Edward’s youngest son, Lemp. Supporting Xi Lin, the daughter of the Heize Family, and Lemp walking together, whatever consequences arise are beyond his concern. Even if the two were about to marry, he wouldn’t bat an eye.
Trash can only pair with trash, isn’t that right?
Xi Lin would certainly vomit blood knowing Lorde’s current thoughts, realizing she was merely trash to him.
Lemp chuckled, raising an eyebrow, "Young Master Lorde’s temper is as fierce as ever, not afraid of scaring the beauty beside you." His gaze landed on the girl, "What do you think, Princess?"