C3 The Leftover Girl also Had a Bad Luck

"I'm relieved that you're doing well." Lin Nuo slightly smiled as she looked at Su Yiyang and said.

Hearing Lin Nuo's concerned words, Su Qianyang's face turned red. Lin Nuo's gentleness was always so captivating.

"Let's go have a drink together." Lin Nuo said to Su Qianyang.

"Sure." Suddenly, a few three to four year old children, who were running and playing around on the grass, bumped into Su Meiyang. Su Meiyang twisted her ankle and threw herself onto the champagne pagoda on the dining table.

It's over! Su Qianyang's face was pale white, but she couldn't control her falling body and closed her eyes in fear.

"Be careful!" Lin Nuo yelled. She sprinted forward and wrapped her arms around Su Meiyang's slender waist, barely pulling her back into her embrace.

Not only did he not feel the expected pain, but he also felt someone pulling him into her embrace. Su Qianyang's face flushed red.

A faint smell of grass floated into her nose and breath. The warm embrace of Su Yiyang caused her to be absent-minded for a moment, but she quickly recovered.

"Good …" "So close …" Su Qianyang thought with a lingering fear in her heart.

"Don't worry, it's okay now. I'm here." Lin Nuo softly consoled Su Yiyang.

"Thank you for saving me." Su JIanyang said to Lin Nuo.

"It's good that you're fine." Lin Nuo said.

As the two of them were talking, suddenly, not far away, there was someone who recognized Lin Nuo. He loudly called out Lin Nuo's name and walked towards him with a face full of admiration.

Only then did Su Meiyang realize that she was still in Lin Nuo's arms. She hurriedly pulled herself out of Lin Nuo's embrace and smoothed the hair that had fallen by her ears as she awkwardly said to Lin Nuo, "Anyways, thank you. I've already made an appointment with Ling'er earlier, so I'll be going to find her first."

She lowered her head and quickly left the crowd's sight before Lin Xiao was surrounded. She quickly entered the villa and asked the students who were playing cards where Duanmu Ling and Li Jiang were resting at. Then, she walked towards the direction of the bedroom on the second floor that her old classmate had mentioned.

When he went upstairs, Su Moyang had just walked to the door when he heard a soft, ambiguous moan coming from the room.

"Old... Husband... How comfortable, and … "A bit harder …" The woman let out a comfortable and soft snort. Her voice was intermittent and extremely seductive.

"Well, wife, is that all right?" The man's deep voice sounded.

"That's great, husband... Husband... "A bit further in …" The woman said coquettishly.

"Mm …" Is that okay? "

"Ah!" "Hmm …" That's it, old... Husband... "Don't stop …" the woman asked.

"Phew …" Phew... Wife, lower your voice. What if someone else hears you shouting? " the man gasped at the woman.

Standing outside the door, Su Meiyang embarrassedly withdrew her hand that was about to knock on the door. With a flushed face and red ears, she turned around, stepped on her high heels and ran downstairs with a "ka da" sound. It was so embarrassing that she accidentally overheard a private conversation between her best friend and her husband …

Sigh, Ling'er and Li really don't know how to control themselves. This isn't home, there are so many people gathering together. Who can guarantee that no one will come to the second floor during this time? Furthermore, Ling'er's stomach was already close to seven months old, and they still … Also... Su Qianyang spat on the ground. Why would she care so much about the couple's matters?

Thinking of this, she quickly went downstairs.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the room, Li Jiang stopped and said to Duanmu Ling who was leaning on the bed, "There seemed to be someone outside earlier."

"Could it be Jasmine?" Duanmu Ling asked her husband, puzzled.

"I don't know." Li Jiang shook his head, "However, it's most likely her."

"Then what should we do?!" Duanmu Ling was both embarrassed and anxious as she said, "She couldn't have misunderstood something, right?"

"Great wife, I already told you to lower your voice, be careful not to be heard by others, isn't it just massaging your cramping leg, you have to shout it so loudly, if people misunderstand what we're doing here, it would be shameful." Li Jiang helplessly pulled his wife into his arms and said.

"Wuwuwu …" Isn't it all because of you!? " Duanmu Ling punched Li Jiang in the chest and buried her head in her husband's embrace.

Wuu, I was misunderstood by her. How can I explain this to her!" The more Duanmu Ling thought about it, the more depressed she became. She ruthlessly punched Li Jiang a few more times. Li Jiang could only bitterly smile as he endured his grudges while trying his best to appease his wife.

Su Yiyang descended the stairs and rushed to the dining table in the courtyard in one breath.

Casually lifting up a glass of champagne, Su Qianyang drank all of the wine in the cup in a single gulp. Only then did her flustered, embarrassed, and thumping heart calm down slightly.

The taste of the champagne wasn't bad. Su Yiyang's eyes lit up, and she picked up her wine cup to drink another cup. Just as everyone was busy chatting, Su Yiyang stood alone at the dining table, bored as she drank the champagne. Unknowingly, she drank one cup after another.

"Miss Su?" Excuse me, are you Miss Su Yuanyang? " A girl wearing the blue villa's staff uniform held onto a bouquet of alluring red roses as she stood in front of Su Qianyang and asked with a smile.

"That's right, I am Su Qianyang." Su Qianyang said to the girl in a daze.

"Miss Su, these are your flowers. Please sign for them." The girl smiled as she handed over the large bouquet of roses in her arms to Su Qianyang.

Upon hearing that someone was sending her flowers, and such a large bouquet of roses at that, Su Qianyang couldn't help but feel a burst of pride in her heart. Hehe, she isn't a male nanny. With a wave of her large brush, Su Qianyang signed her name and took the large bouquet of roses from the girl's hands, thinking to herself with a foolish smile on her face.

Smiling, Su JIanyang fell to the ground in a daze from the smell of alcohol.

Lin Nuo finally managed to break out of the encirclement of her old classmates, only to see this scene in front of her. The little girl, whose smile was even brighter than the sun, was holding a large bouquet of red roses with a face full of satisfaction. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were blurred, and she seemed to be on the verge of falling down.

Looking at the young woman who fell into his embrace, burped, and fell asleep, a wry smile appeared on Lin Xiao's face. He then looked at the red rose that was tightly hugged by Su Meiyang and frowned.

Ninety-nine roses, silently telling her that someone wanted to be with Su JIanyang forever …

It was as if someone was like him, seeing the extraordinary beauty of Jasmine and also wanting to obtain her. It was just that he didn't know who this mysterious opponent of his was.

Forget it, the most important thing now was to send this drunk little girl home.

Lin Nuo revealed a doting smile as she bid farewell to the crowd and left the venue with Su Qianyang.