The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Although Diya had a spoiled personality, she was not a brainless young lady.

In the past, Fiennes would occasionally reveal his ambition to compete for the throne in front of her. He did not even put the high priest in his eyes. In addition, Su Wan had said that the Emperor had not died…

Diya connected the various anomalies that had happened recently and felt a faint sense of fear in the depths of her heart.

In this kind of power struggle, the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit.

What if… her brother lost?

When Ming Ye saw Diya biting her lips deeper and deeper, his brows twitched slightly. His voice was so melodious that it sounded like a cello solo.

"It might be… even worse than what you imagine."

Ming Ye tried his best to state this matter calmly.

He had never fought with the eldest young master of the Siswell family before. He didn't have any personal grudge with him. Therefore, whether Fiennes was dead or not and whether the Siswell family was destroyed or not had nothing to do with him.

As for the eldest young lady of the Siswell family, Diya…

She was just a shooting star who had broken into the wrong track. His original purpose of kidnapping Diya was just to let Su Wan get rid of Fiennes' control.

Deep down, Ming Ye was actually an extremely cold person.

This coldness was not only directed at others. Even Ming Ye's own life was as insignificant as a feather to this man.

However, killing the high priest was the only thing that kept Ming Ye alive.

…

It was worse than what she had imagined?!

Diya's heart tightened. She did not react for a long time.

She was thinking about her brother going to jail and losing his noble and proud identity.

What was Ming Ye talking about?

Diya only felt that someone had picked up thousands of thin needles and pierced them into her heart bit by bit. The dense pain hit her, and she could not resist it at all!

If she was asked who the person she cared about the most was, it would not be Ming Ye that she liked the most, nor would it be her sharp and mean mother, nor would it be that extreme scumbag of a father.

It would be her brother, Fiennes.

Her brother who was almost obedient to her. The brother who would personally drive to south park to buy pastries just because she had a craving and would remember every single dish that she liked or disliked…

A terrifying thought appeared in Diya's heart. She almost could not control the tears in her eyes.

"Is my brother… Fiennes… still alive?"

It was only a few words, but it was extremely difficult for Diya to say them. She was almost stuttering.

The white mist that was coming out of the eyes of this young girl who was only eighteen years old was almost enough to make one's heart ache.

Ming Ye hesitated for a moment. He did not know how to tell Diya the answer in a tactful manner.

He was not good with words to begin with, and he was even worse at comforting others.

Seeing that Ming Ye did not speak for a long time and instead looked at her with a gaze that was close to pity, Diya's heart ached.

"Tell me, my brother is not dead, okay? Ming Ye, I'm begging you."

Diya tried her best to speak in a relaxed manner, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her lips.

However, that smile was uglier than crying, and there was an inexplicable sadness in her bones.

That elegant young noble, that brother who loved her so much, she had even met him yesterday!

How could he be gone in less than twenty-four hours?!

How could he be gone…

Seeing the sorrowful smile on Diya's face, Ming Ye suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He did not like the look on Diya's face that pretended to be strong and cover her sadness.

There was an inexplicable feeling of anxiety.

Ming Ye's eyes locked onto Diya's face. His expression was still indifferent. His voice was like broken jade that fell on the ground. It was as sweet as ever.

"If you want to cry, you can cry."

No one would laugh at you.

In fact, Ming Ye even envied such an emotional person like Diya from the bottom of his heart.

He had never cried before. Even when he was enduring such inhuman torture, Ming Ye did not know what it was like to cry.

He could only open his eyes wide and stare blankly at the people outside the glass walls, enduring those malicious smiles or sizing them up.

…

Fiennes was dead!

Her brother, who loved her the most, was dead!

He was really dead!

This blow to Diya was no different from the madness of the end of the world. Her eyes were red. In the half-light and half-darkness, her delicate figure seemed to be even more frail.

Especially that pale face, which was so pale that there was no color left on it. People could not help but worry that this girl would fall down in the next moment!

Meow Meow in Diya's arms was also frightened by its master's pale ghost-like appearance!

Why did this silly woman seem to have suddenly gone crazy?

The grayish-black kitten looked at Diya with some surprise. Seeing that Diya's emotions were fluctuating too much, with its instincts that it was not too close to Diya, it immediately jumped off Diya's body.

It hid under the wardrobe at the side and looked at her curiously.

…

"Are you okay?"

His gaze swept over Diya's stunned look like a marionette. Ming Ye's thin lips pursed into a straight line. His cold expression also changed, and he subconsciously showed some concern.

As Ming Ye spoke, he reached out his hand and tried to support Diya.

"Don't touch me! Don't pretend to be a good person here!"

Diya shook off Ming Ye's hand. She usually looked weak, but this time, she used a lot of force. Ming Ye was caught off guard, and the back of his hand turned red!

Diya was immersed in the grief of losing her family. When she saw the man in front of her, she subconsciously vented all her sadness and helplessness onto Ming Ye!

"I know! You like Su Wan, don't you?"

"You captured me back then for Su Wan. Now that my brother is dead and Su Wan has escaped, I'm no longer of any use to you. You're just going to throw me away, aren't you?"

She glared at Ming Ye with her eyes wide open. Her amber-colored beautiful eyes were bloodshot. It was very scary.

Why?!

Why?!

Diya's heart clenched tightly. An uncontrollable pain came from the place that was constantly jumping.

Diya looked at the still cold and indifferent young man in front of her. Suddenly, her heart tightened. The pain made it harder for her to breathe!

Ming Ye was so calm as if he was trying to see her as a joke.

That's right. She was just a chess piece used to exchange for Su Wan.

She only liked this man because of her own wishful thinking.

Tears came out of Diya's red eyes. Without thinking, she reached out her hand almost subconsciously and gave Ming Ye a hard slap!

Because he was caught off guard, Ming Ye received this slap.

Just like that, his perfect side profile was clearly imprinted with the slap, making him look even more terrifying.

The pain came through, but Ming Ye did not care at all. He only looked at Diya in shock.

"You--"

Diya's heart was in a mess. Before Ming Ye could react, she instantly rushed out of the door and immediately escaped!