Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system
Chapter 503 - 492: Saying it Openly

Chapter 503: Chapter 492: Saying it Openly

"Ayu, let’s call it a day. Let’s go home. It seems Xia Yue and Brother Yan Mo are not pleased to see us. I am tired and I want to go home." Bai Yuran, afraid of what Xia Yue might say to Pei Yu, told him with a hurt expression.

Pei Yu looked down and saw Bai Yuran’s expression and panicked. He nodded hastily and said, "Alright, we’ll go home."

"Let’s go, home. Miaoxin, ask someone to book the flight tickets, Xu Song, let someone transport our luggage to the airport. We’ll head straight to the airport." Pei Yu immediately concurred and directed his instructions to Tai Miaoxin and Xu Song.

"Okay," both Tai Miaoxin and Xu Song agreed and nodded their heads.

The six of them promptly got in the car and left straight away.

"Finally, they’re gone," Xia Yue cheerfully commented, watching their car fade away into the distance.

"Why did they leave the moment they heard what you said?" Yan Mo noticed the skewed expressions on the faces of the three women after Xia Yue spoke.

"Bai Yuran was afraid of losing face in front of you, or maybe afraid that you might see her true colors," said Xia Yue with a thoughtful glance at him.

"What happened?" Yan Mo asked.

"I learned about it by chance. Last Mid-Autumn Festival, they somehow became interested in someone. Tang Yao invited a Miss from M City to hang out. When the Miss heard that Bai Yuran wanted to befriend her, she was ecstatic and agreed to Tang Yao’s invitation.

The next day, she was told to wait for them on a hilltop, but instead, a bunch of lowlifes appeared. After the lowlifes left, the three of them, Bai Yuran, showed up and ridiculed the Miss saying things like how she was dreaming and how they would never be friends with her. They humiliated her then left.

The poor Miss was actually quite attractive. She had a soft, Jiangnan-style demeanor that was quite calming.

Probably because her aura clashed with Bai Yuran’s fake image, and thus, she was targeted." Xia Yue succinctly relayed the story to him.

"How did you know about this?" Yan Mo inquired, intrigued.

"Didn’t I tell you that at parties I like to lurk in the corners? When Tang Yao invited the Miss, she called her over to the corner to talk.

I was curious to see what they were up to, so I hid on the hilltop ahead of them and saw the whole thing unfold," Xia Yue explained.

Yan Mo:"..."

"After I confirmed they had all left, I pretended to enjoy the scenery on the hilltop, walked over to her and asked if she needed help getting down the hill. She said yes, so I hailed a cab and escorted her home," Xia Yue added.

"You’re a good person," Yan Mo praised.

"Why aren’t you asking why I didn’t intervene when she was being harassed and humiliated by the lowlifes and Bai Yuran?" Xia Yue asked out of curiosity.

Most people would reprimand her for being a mere spectator while someone else was attacked.

"You were alone. You couldn’t have fought off those guys," Yan Mo returned her gaze, explaining matter-of-factly.

He could easily imagine if she had stepped up, she would’ve ended up being humiliated by those lowlifes alongside the Miss.

"Don’t risk your safety for the sake of eavesdropping again. It would have been dangerous if they had discovered you," Yan Mo warned her.

"Alright, I was just curious then, but I’ve learned my lesson. I never intervened in such matters afterwards," Xia Yue acknowledged. She decided to play naive if similar situations arise.

"Hmm," Yan Mo nodded in agreement.

"When I return to Kyoto next time, folks might not receive me well," Xia Yue joked about her impending scandal.

"How could that be?" Yan Mo questioned.

"They will certainly spread rumors about me, saying I’ve been ungrateful and how terribly I treated Bai Yuran, which breaks her heart," Xia Yue predicted their gossip.

"Don’t worry about it. They don’t know about your capabilities yet. Once they do, they’ll all want to get on your good side," Yan Mo reassured her.

"I couldn’t care less," Xia Yue shrugged it off with a smile.

As long as her elder brother and uncle, her family, don’t think of her that way, she’d be alright.