The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Su Wan was stunned when she saw the slim figure.

She did not expect this young lady to rush over so early in the morning.

As if sensing Su Wan's gaze, Diya suddenly turned around!

Although her face was obviously covered with powder, Diya's eyes were still red and swollen, making her palm-sized face look even more pitiful.

When Su Wan saw Diya's expression, she could not help but widen her eyes--this young miss of a rich family had obviously cried out loud.

Was she crying because she was angered by the attitude of Jiang Xuecheng that he would not see her?

When Diya saw that Su Wan was not far away and was still looking at her impudently without any sense of superiority or inferiority, she immediately snorted coldly.

A lowly commoner girl who had no upbringing!

She raised her chin arrogantly and the smile on her face was shallow.  However, that smile was very mean.  The previous feeling of being delicate instantly disappeared.

"Su Wan, are the wounds on your back better?  Could it be that they are all pierced by pins?  Tsk Tsk, what if they leave a scar?  Miss Su, you are a girl.  You must be very ugly."

As she said that, Diya could not help but giggle, she gazed as if Su Wan was an ant.

Seeing Diya looking at her so arrogantly, Su Wan felt uncomfortable.

Before yesterday, Su Wan had initially thought that Diya was just a young girl who did not know how to behave.  After all, everyone had enmity towards their love rival.  However, Diya's later actions had really caused Su Wan's impression to fall into a negative number.

If Diya did not have a backer in the Siswell family, with her lawless and overbearing personality, she would have died many times over.

A sharp glint flashed across Su Wan's eyes as she directly grabbed the most important key word in Diya's sentence just now.

"Miss Diya, how did you know that the wound on my back was caused by pins?  His Highness did not mention it to you, did he?"

Seeing that the door of the study room of Jiang Xuecheng was tightly shut, and that Diya had just been pacing around here in frustration, there was no doubt that Diya had just been shut out of the study room, and there was no sign of Jiang Xuecheng at all.

"I--"

Hearing Su Wan's question, Diya's face stiffened, and she was somewhat regretful that she had been exposed so quickly.

However, Diya quickly steadied herself.

She sneered and immediately began to retort.

"Su Wan, I seem to have told you before that the purple dress I lent you didn't fit very well, so I didn't have time to fix it…"

Without waiting for Diya to finish, Su Wan's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"So, you used pins at the last minute?"

Diya didn't understand why Su Wan wanted to follow her words, but she still nodded subconsciously.

"That's right, that's right!  Su Wan, you were stabbed by a pin.  You're really unlucky.  You can't blame me for this.  Who asked you to be unlucky?"

Diya spoke resolutely, but at the end of her sentence, she could not help but laugh again.  She seemed to treat yesterday's incident as an insignificant farce.

Su Wan felt a chill in her heart.  Even now, the wound on her back was still faintly aching, constantly reminding her of yesterday's tragic event.

But in Diya's eyes, it was just her bad luck…

Su Wan pursed her lips tightly, suddenly feeling that Diya's face was detestable.

Perhaps for a person like Diya, let alone stabbing someone with a few large pins, even if she really killed someone, it was probably just a trivial matter to her, right?

Was the life of a commoner so worthless?

A wave of anger surged in Su Wan's heart.  At the same time, she felt deeply for many people in this world that were not treated with worth.

Su Wan took a few deep breaths and looked at Diya with a mocking expression.

"Miss Diya, that lavender gown of yours is one of a kind in this world, right?"

"So what if it is?"

Diya was stunned when she heard that.  She had just nodded when she heard Su Wan's indifferent voice.

"How ridiculous.  Which fashion designer wouldn't ask Miss Diya about your size before making a custom dress?"

Since it was a unique custom-made product, it had to be tailored.  Why would there be a problem with the size being too big and needing a pin to temporarily change the size?

Moreover, those pins were placed in the hidden corners of the fabric.  There was no shrinking effect at all.  It was obvious that someone was deliberately doing it.

Su Wan did not need to think to know that those pins had been targeted at her from the start.

And the maid Xiao Lin whom she had bumped into in the lounge back then was most likely the executor of this pin incident.

Su Wan still remembered the flustered look on that girl's face.  It was a pity that she had not thought of this at that time.

A girl whom she had met for the first time could do such a dirty trick to a stranger.

Su Wan saw Diya's expression change again and again and felt a chill in her heart.

However, it was not strange for that maid, Xiao Lin, to do such a thing.  She had such a master over her.

Diya felt extremely uncomfortable under Su Wan's mocking gaze.  She was just a commoner girl.  What right did she have to look down on her!

She really did not know what her brother saw in Su Wan.

And the emperor was really infatuated with Su Wan.  He even dared to disregard the high priest's face last night.

Ah, this is good too.  The more His Highness does this, the faster Su Wan will die.

Diya thought viciously in her heart.  The flustered expression on her face quickly disappeared and turned into an insufferably arrogant smile.

"What, Su Wan?  I had a custom-made gown a month ago.  Can't I suddenly lose weight this month?"

Su Wan couldn't be bothered to listen to Diya's excuses.  She coldly shifted her gaze away from Diya and her voice was as cold as ice.

"Miss Diya, if you really don't feel guilty, continue to lie to yourself like this.  Let me give you a piece of advice.  It's easy to run into ghosts if you walk too much at night."

"You--"

Seeing that Su Wan actually dared to openly mock her, Diya's face alternated between red and white.  She was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

What right did a lowly square-meter woman have to actually dare to give her such a look?!

She was really tired of living!

She initially thought that she could give Su Wan to her brother as a plaything.  Now, it seemed that it was better to throw a woman like Su Wan as far away as possible.

However, now that there was a high priest who could do it for her, she did not have to dirty her hands.  This wasn't bad.

Diya glanced at Su Wan, her amber eyes flashed with a trace of venomous hatred.

"Su Wan, you are just relying on the fact that His Highness has been infatuated with you recently.  Let me tell you, the high priest will not allow a person like you to drag His Highness down!"

Su Wan listened indifferently, and a face that resembled Xu Ziyao suddenly appeared in her mind.  However, that woman's temperament was even more arrogant, and a teardrop mole at the corner of her right eye was gripping her heart.

Su Wan's hand clenched slightly.  If she was not mistaken, many things that were happening now could be answered by the high priest of the God's Palace.

Just as Su Wan and Diya were arguing, the door of the study suddenly opened.