Chapter 421: Don’t Call Me Brother 1

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Just as Ye Xiyuan seemed oblivious to the pallor on her face, Nangong Xuyao continued, “There’s one more thing I need to clarify. I believe many of you have heard the story that Miss Ye Xiyuan here is my savior. However, there’s been a misunderstanding. Before, it was true that I was gravely injured and someone did rescue me. But that someone wasn’t Ye Xiyuan; it was another person. 1 won’t disclose the person’s identity at this moment. As for Ye Xiyuan, she falsely claimed the credit.”

Nangong Xuyao’s words were unapologetic and straightforward, leaving Ye Xiyuan no room for face.

The guests below, who had initially gathered for a simple banquet, couldn’t believe the sensational revelation they were witnessing. As they glanced towards Ye Xiyuan, their expressions were filled with astonishment.

Previously, they had all heard about how Ye Xiyuan had saved Young Master Nangong. Many admired her as the great benefactor of the Nangong family, having saved both Young Master Nangong and Mrs. Nangong. Yet, who could have anticipated that this savior was an impostor? It was a daring act to deceive Young Master Nangong so thoroughly.

Ye Xiyuan!s face had turned nearly transparent with its pallor. As she gazed at

Nangong Xuyao, her eyes were brimming with shock. Finally, she understood why Nangong Xuyao’s affection for her had abruptly diminished so drastically. It was all because of this revelation.

What took her by even greater surprise was that, instead of confronting her privately upon learning the truth, Nangong Xuyao chose to expose it before an audience on such an important occasion. Wasn’t this a blatant attempt to disgrace her?

She had never expected Nangong Xuyao to be so ruthless. Even if she had truly deceived him, hadn’t they formed any emotional connection during their time together?

“Xuyao!” Murong Yanshu’s expression grew serious, and she spoke with a deep voice, “Is what you’re saying true?”

“Mother, I wouldn’t joke about something like this,” Nangong Xuyao asserted with utmost seriousness. “This matter is absolutely true. When I was injured, Ye Xiyuan did not save me. She arrived later after someone else had already saved me and then falsely claimed to be my rescuer.”

“No, Brother Nangong, l…” Ye Xiyuan attempted to offer her defense but was swiftly cut off by Nangong Xuyao.

“Don’t address me as Brother Nangong; we are not close,” Nangong Xuyao retorted coldly. “In simple terms, you are merely my mother’s savior now, and we have no significant relationship.”

The Nangong Xuyao in this moment had shed his former gentleness, exuding an air of cold indifference that Ye Xiyuan had never witnessed before.

She realized that this was Nangong Xuyao’s true nature. A young master of a prominent family couldn’t possibly be soft-hearted.

For a moment, Ye Xiyuan was frozen, unsure of how to respond to this situation. She silently called out to the system, hoping for assistance or guidance, but received no response.

The audience below began buzzing with discussions. Many people turned their gaze towards the Ye family with disdain clearly visible in their eyes.

Although they had been strangers to the Ye family initially, Ye Li t s earlier ostentation and self-introductions had made them known to the crowd. If Ye Li had been self-assured just moments ago, he was surely regretting his actions now. Confronted with the disdainful looks of the crowd, he wished for the ground to open up and swallow him whole.

Meanwhile, Murong Yanshu’s smile had disappeared. She cast a glance at Nangong Xuyao and then at Ye Xiyuan. Afterward, she walked over and, with a warning look towards Nangong Xuyao, addressed the audience once more, “Ladies and gentlemen, I have some personal matters to attend to, so I won’t be able to continue hosting you. I hope you all have an enjoyable evening..”