The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Hearing that hurried and hoarse female voice, everyone present was stunned!

Wasn't Diya… supposed to have fallen asleep?

Could it be that the anesthetic that Ming Ye had just given her did not work?

No way…

The three people in the living room immediately looked towards the source of the voice. They saw Diya, who was dressed in a pure white female bathrobe, waking up at some point in time.

Her usually bright and beautiful face was now so pale that there was no color left in it. Her lips were slightly trembling, as if she was revealing the owner's turbulent emotions.

As for the loud noise just now…

Su Wan's brows froze, and she fell on the pile of broken celadon pieces on the ground.

Uh, it seemed that Diya was too anxious when she heard their conversation just now, so she knocked over the vase next to her.

While Su Wan and the others were still in a daze, Diya had already bypassed the broken pieces of celadon and walked towards Su Wan and the others.

"Who are you to decide where I'm going to live? What does it have to do with you whether I live or die?"

Diya looked indignant. Two lines of clear tears hung on her palm-sized face. She was obviously very wronged.

As Diya spoke, her pair of beautiful amber-colored eyes looked towards Ming Ye. No one knew what she was expecting him to say.

--But what could Ming Ye say?

Diya had long known that from Ming Ye's perspective, they were not the same kind of people.

Her family had been destroyed and she was the only one left. However, Ming Ye would not understand her intentions at all and would not be willing to let her stay here.

Ming Ye felt uncomfortable when he saw Diya's mournful and determined expression.

However… What Diya said was the truth.

The few of them who were present were not Diya's family. They were not even her friends.

What right did they have to comfort Diya?

Diya was expecting Ming Ye to refute her. However, when she saw that the man was silent, her pale lips moved a little and she felt a strong bitterness in her heart.

She pursed her lips and said those words with difficulty from her throat.

"I know that all of you hate me. I will leave this place now! I will not obstruct your eyes!"

She had no family, no friends, and no partner. Her body was already dirty. What was the point of living in this world?

…

Diya's hoarse voice was like sand filtered through an hourglass, carrying an indescribable weight.

Of course, Su Wan could tell that Diya was angry.

Before Diya could take a step forward, Su Wan was the first to pull on Diya's sleeve.

Diya clearly did not expect Su Wan to pull her, because she suspected that Ming Ye liked Su Wan. Deep down, Diya had some inferiority complex.

She glared at Su Wan angrily, trying to shake Su Wan's hand away.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Su Wan saw Diya's childish temper, and her expression inexplicably softened a little.

Actually, it was not a bad thing to be angry. What she was most worried about was that Diya would not say a word. Just like before, she would bury herself in the water, ready to commit suicide.

In such a situation, at least she still had the aura of a living person and knew how to scold others.

Su Wan didn't let go of Diya's hand.

"Diya, think carefully. Where can you go if you leave this place? Now that the Siswell family is gone, your current situation isn't good. As for me and Xue… at least His Highness can temporarily protect you."

Hearing that the Siswell family was gone, Diya's originally pale face became even more dejected.

Her expression was gloomy.

That's right, the Siswell family was gone. The parents who gave birth to her and raised her were gone. The brother who had always doted on her the most was also gone.

In the end, living alone like this… what was the meaning of it?

Diya's face was haggard. She looked at Su Wan with some despair and some nervousness. Her voice was aggressive.

"But Miss Su, we are not even friends. Why are you taking me in now? Are you pitying me? This is ridiculous. Pitying someone who has tried to harm you time and time again."

From the eldest daughter of the Siswell family who was held in the hands of millions of people, to the current situation where she did not even have a place to stay, it only needed one day to happen.

The higher she was held, the more painful it would be when she fell.

Waves of piercing pain came from her heart, as if someone had pierced it with a hundred arrows, and blood was dripping.

Su Wan shook her head at Diya.

"No matter what you think, temporarily staying on the side of His Highness and I will at least be beneficial to your situation. Moreover… your father and mother are not dead."

Upon hearing Su Wan's words, Diya's amber eyes instantly widened!

Her fingers tightened slightly, and even her voice was slightly trembling.

"What… what did you say? My father and mother… are not dead?"

Su Wan nodded at Diya firmly.

"They are now locked up, but their lives are not in danger for the time being."

Of course, they could not rule out the possibility that the high priest, that woman, would one day have a fit and kill the two of them when she was unhappy.

That was not impossible.

However, Su Wan would not use that to agitate Diya.

Perhaps the fact that her parents were still alive had touched Diya. Diya was no longer as prickly as before. Instead, she remained silent for a period of time.

After a long time, she finally spoke.

"Su Wan, I beg you, can you save my parents' lives?"

Su Wan looked at Diya hesitantly. She could not easily agree to this matter!

"This…"

Now that Duke Siswell and Madam Wang were in the hands of the high priest, she and Jiang Xuecheng seemed to be in a free and easy situation, but in fact, they were also very sad.

At least for now, it was not the time to completely shed all pretense of cordiality with the high priest.

After all, there was still such a strange virus in Su Wan's body.

…

Seeing that Su Wan refused to answer, Diya's heart skipped a beat and instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

At that moment, Diya suddenly wanted to kneel down in front of Su Wan!

Su Wan's pupils constricted slightly. She could not stand such a big gift from this rich young lady.

Taking a step back, Su Wan did not like anyone kneeling in front of her.

This was simply a reduction in her lifespan!

Just as Su Wan was about to reach out to support Diya.

There was someone who was faster than her.

It was Ming Ye, who had been silent by the side.

Ming Ye's thin lips pursed into a straight line. He reached out to grab Diya's hand as she was about to kneel down. His expression was abnormally cold.

There was an unignorable anger on that handsome and devilish face.

"Even if you kneel, and Su Wan agreed to your request, do you think that your parents will be safe and sound?"

Ming Ye's rebuke flashed past her ears. Diya clenched her hands tightly, her eyes stinging.

Su Wan could not bear to see Diya like this. She reached out and patted Diya's shoulder.

"His Highness and I cannot promise you anything. However, everyone here has a grudge against the high priest. We can be considered to be on the same side. There are some things that we will do even if you don't say it."

It was not for Diya, but for herself.