My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 590 - 376: The Bullied Fairy and the Fun-loving Brother Rong’er_3

Chapter 590: Chapter 376: The Bullied Fairy and the Fun-loving Brother Rong’er_3

However... one must not easily trust the words and expressions of a beautiful woman, well, except for Qian’er and Miss... the young girl muttered to herself.

Zhao Rong looked straight ahead, seemingly not paying any attention to the differing expressions of the two stunning fairies in his embrace, and chuckled lightly:

"Why are you dawdling, hurry up and pour wine for this young master."

"Oh, right." Su Qingdai quickly lowered her eyes and continued her task.

"Learn from the obedient Fairy Luo, be more compliant," Zhao Rong said with a smile.

"..." Su Qingdai bit her lip, seemingly somewhat uncomfortable with the situation.

After all, before this, which man would have dared to order her around? Those men would be overjoyed to the point of foolishness with just a word from her or a brief reply from Su Qingdai. Furthermore, some of them didn’t even dare to look her in the eyes, not to mention their exceedingly cautious tones, guessing at her cold expressions...

"Did you understand, Fairy Su?" Zhao Rong asked with a light chuckle.

"Understood... understood, young master," Su Qingdai whispered in a voice as fine as a mosquito’s, her eyelashes quivering as she kept her eyes lowered on the cup.

Having spoken, her brows knitted slightly, as if she were distressed over her own submissive and humble attitude just now, and was somewhat at a loss about the huge shift in her status and stance in front of the true dragon, Zhao Rong.

If the true dragon she was fated to be with viewed her lightly, how should she respond?

Seeing this, Zhao Qian’er behind them couldn’t help but glance at Brother Rong.

Brother Rong, whether intentionally or not, seemed to become more domineering in his speech and demeanor, offering no courtesies and beginning to issue commands to Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu with the oppressive force typical of a man.

However, the two divinely beautiful fairies, who used to be aloof and haughty in public, seemed to eat this up, not daring to resist Zhao Rong in the slightest, complying obediently like tame kittens to his orders, not questioning his demeanor, and being sensitive to his moods and attitudes.

Or rather, when dealing with men they looked down upon and who fawned over them, Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu knew how to deal with them.

But faced with dominant men they needed to approach, flatter, and earnestly please, the two women seemed to lose all the advantages they were naturally skilled in wielding. Aside from lowering their stance, over and over again, they didn’t know how to respond. Their aloofness and pride seemed useless in front of Rong’er.

And if they encounter someone who sees through their true nature, like Rong’er now, then these two fairies are even more pitiable, easily manipulated like this, dismissed lightly, and not knowing what to do. They might even cling to submissive flattery and bowing their heads in submission as a lifeline, not realizing it’s just quenching thirst with poison.

After this, there’s ’even worse’ waiting for them.

The young girl thought that sometimes the shift in status between men and women was quite fascinating.

If one side forcefully asserts dominance, and the other submits for the first time, then it inevitably retreats step by step, its stance being lowered over and over, until the dominant become stronger and the submissive increasingly lowly, until there is nothing left to abase.

It’s not just in romantic relationships between men and women; it can apply to other relationships too.

It’s both complex and simple.

Complex, because in this state between the two, emotions and the human heart twist and turn.

Simple, because overall, it’s nothing more than one looking down and the other looking up, an irretrievable disparity in status that becomes increasingly clear.

Clearly, Brother Rong at this moment holds a high position, looking down, while Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, the fairies coveted and admired by other men of the Li Territory, are in a low position, looking up to him.

One would guess that even if he were to be more excessive at this moment, the two fairies would not dare to resist but would continue to let their position be pushed even lower. The gap widens more and more.

Luo Xiu, in fact, is somewhat better off. It seems that after all, being a clean official with no one to rely on, although she may be lofty in her ideals, she is also inherently compliant and lets fate carry her along.

Zhao Qian’er thought that the most interesting case was that of Su Qingdai, who used to be the darling of Ziwei Pavilion, the ice queen of the mountains of Great Li, with countless men pursuing her admiration, including some geniuses from the mountains of Great Li themselves, whom Su Qingdai never spared a glance, proud and cold.

She was somewhat similar to Miss, though certainly not comparable.

However, she was still truly a lofty fairy and proud beauty of Great Li.

Now, Su Qingdai sat obediently on Brother Rong’s lap, carefully observing his words and expressions.

The difference in status is huge and the most interesting of all.

What is her identity now?

Zhao Qian’er looked ahead, where Su Qingdai was straightening her slender waist, her eyes rolling slightly upward, looking at Zhao Rong from a lower angle, her pale hands holding the wine cup, carefully feeding him wine...

This scene did not make Zhao Qian’er uncomfortable; Brother Rong was ’attending to matters,’ and how could she disturb him? She should help him out, if anything.

Moreover, looking at the situation now, she couldn’t help but take note of how he was handling things.

Clearly, Zhao Rong, who held a dominant position, was the one swiftly orchestrating the current circumstances from the start, subduing the two enamored beauties who had approached him, even though Zhao Qian’er did not know why.

She looked down at the wine jug in her hands, her lips curling into a faint smile.

The young girl, with her peach blossom eyes curved in delight, thought to herself how amusing this was.

Brother Rong was no scholar, but a man who knew how to play... she thought gleefully.