Chapter 11: Fate Is Ordained by Heaven, Beyond Human Control

“Pfft…” That phrase was too shocking! The startled Yun Qiange couldn’t hold it in and sprayed everything out! And to make matters worse, it all ended up right on Li Goule’s face as he had just entered.

Is this what they mean by spraying it all over your face?

Li Goule had an ordinary appearance, broad shoulders, and a rounded figure, but his eyes were impossible to ignore—narrow and sly, like those of a weasel, gleaming with a lecherous light, revealing his ill intentions at a glance.

His head was adorned with countless golden hairpins, and each finger bore a ring of agate. Yun Qiange thought she was facing a true wealthy magnate, a genuine tycoon!

“Yun Qiange, what do you mean by this?” The smile on Li Goule’s face froze. A few suspicious droplets slid rapidly down his face. He took the silk handkerchief from his flunkey nearby and wiped off the filth, then angrily threw the handkerchief to the ground.

Such audacity! In the entire Tianyuan Dynasty, she was the first to dare call him by his name! The first to dare get angry at him. So she was certain this man was no good!

Yun Qiange raised an eyebrow. “No particular meaning, just an accident. What, do you want to spray back at me?” She loved nothing more than retaliating fiercely against those who dared to be aggressive toward her. After all, she held the noble status of a princess—why not use it? The difference between a princess and a county princess was significant.

Could she really? Of course not! No matter how foolish Li Goule was, he knew the royal dignity was not to be infringed upon. There was a definite gap in their statuses. He might try to intimidate her, but that was impossible. Just as he couldn’t do anything to her, he wouldn’t dare kill her either—his mother was a reigning prince of the court, and the connections were not to be trifled with.

After calming down, Li Goule beckoned his underling, and a document appeared in his hand. “Princess, have you forgotten the debt you still owe to Goule?”

“Of course, I will repay it,” Yun Qiange said with an awkward smile. Damn it, what did she even have to repay with? Was there a place to sell kidneys?

“Debts must be repaid; it’s only right. If you can’t repay, Goule can offer the princess a way out.” The weasel-like eyes gleamed with mischief, clearly no good news.

Yun Qiange, unwilling to offend him, said, “Please, do tell.”

“Yesterday was the princess’s wedding day. I’m sure the groom’s charms were quite appealing.” Li Goule swallowed hard at the thought of Wan Qi Haoyu’s figure. Years ago, she had accidentally caught a glimpse of Wan Qi Haoyu’s silhouette, and she had coveted that posture for a long time.

“Crash!” Ceramic fragments scattered like exploding fireworks. Among the shattered bottles, pills, liquids, and ointments could be faintly seen.

Yun Qiange lifted her eyes and saw that cold, aloof face. He just looked at her so calmly. Suddenly, she felt that although their distance had seemingly closed, at this very moment it became unbearably vast.

Wan Qi Haoyu’s heart was filled with sorrow. He had merely felt guilty for having punched her and prepared some medicine for her, but unexpectedly had overheard things he shouldn’t have.

Would she send him away? After all, to these women, men were nothing more than toys, destined to be passed around endlessly. Could he avoid this fate? No. He smiled bitterly—that was a man’s destiny, determined by heaven, not by man.