Xu Yan originally wanted to ask why he was teasing her if he wasn't going to plead for her.
As the words reached her lips, she realized Wen Shangcheng was mocking her, making fun of her.
She wanted to say something, but at that moment, the words just wouldn't come out.
Wen Shangcheng looked at Xu Yan, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. "Are you leaving on your own, or should I have someone throw you out?"
Xu Yan's scalp tingled at his words. She dropped the pretense and stared directly at Wen Shangcheng. "You brought us back, and she promised to provide us with a doomsday shelter. Why are you going back on your word now?"
Wen Shangcheng looked at Xu Yan, thinking she was beyond hope.
"You were given an opportunity, and you didn't cherish it. Are you going to blame others instead?" Wen Shangcheng slightly lowered his head, looking at Xu Yan.
It was a pity she was a woman. If she were a man, he would have snapped her delicate neck.
However, rather than dirtying his hands, throwing her out of the castle to fend for herself was the best punishment.
"Why are you wasting your breath on her?" Peng Yansheng said, walking towards Wen Shangcheng, accompanied by the lean and the stout men.
Wen Shangcheng heard the voices and slightly raised his eyes to look at Peng Yansheng and the others approaching. "You're here."
Peng Yansheng stopped in front of Wen Shangcheng and glanced sideways at Xu Yan.
Seeing Peng Yansheng look at her, Xu Yan gave him a slight smile, about to wink and flirt. Before she could employ her charms, Peng Yansheng turned back to Wen Shangcheng. "Talking to this kind of person is a waste of time. Just have someone throw her out."
Wen Shangcheng nodded in agreement with Peng Yansheng's words. He turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Throw her out of the castle and let her fend for herself."
After giving the order, Wen Shangcheng looked at Peng Yansheng and the others. "My third brother and sister-in-law have already gone to the mess hall. We have fresh fish tonight, so let's hurry over."
Peng Yansheng grunted and walked towards the mess hall with the lean, the stout, and the others. Wen Shangcheng followed closely.
Everyone left, leaving only Xu Yan and Wen Shangcheng's men staring at each other awkwardly.
Xu Yan looked at the man in uniform and said in a sweet voice, "Little brother, what should I call you?"
The man in uniform looked at Xu Yan with a forced smile that didn't reach his eyes, seemingly unwilling to engage with Xu Yan's attempt at familiarity.
Seeing the man in uniform smile, Xu Yan thought she had a chance. She swayed her slender waist forward, stopping in front of him. Her hand, with dirt under her fingernails, reached out, about to rest on the man's shoulder.
Just as she was about to touch him, her hand froze in mid-air.
Seeing her hand held in mid-air by the man in uniform, Xu Yan looked at him with a smile. "What is it?"
The man in uniform looked at Xu Yan and said, "Don't try your usual tricks. I don't like it. It's not just me; everyone in our castle dislikes your behavior. You might as well save your energy and stop trying so hard."
After speaking, the man in uniform released Xu Yan's hand and wiped his clothes with a look of disgust.
Xu Yan was furious at being humiliated repeatedly. She considered herself not bad-looking, yet the men she encountered were consistently insensitive.
As she opened her mouth to speak, the man in uniform spoke first. "No more nonsense. Leave on your own, or should I carry you?"
At these words, she knew it was completely hopeless.
Xu Yan wanted to say more, but under the man's gaze, she fell silent.
She knew it was hopeless, and she knew she had to leave!