Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

rms while I was asleep.
How would you explain this action of yours? You’re throwing yourself at me, but trying to pin the blame on me?”

Yaoyao choked and she suddenly remembered that she was in his arms.
She quickly moved away from him.
“What do you mean? The carriage crashed into something just now and I fell into your arms because I lost my balance.”

“You were sitting next to me and no matter how bad the crash was, you wouldn’t have lost your balance and fell into my arms, would you?” Beitang You’s eyes narrowed.
“Unless, you were standing right in front of me.
May I ask a bold question and inquire about what were you doing when you were crouching in front of me?”

Yaoyao felt a little guilty when she heard this.
“It was just an accident.
I don’t want to talk to you anymore, hmph!” With that, she quickly pulled the blinds open and left.

A smile appeared on Beitang You’s lips when he remembered the soft, scented body in his arms.
The look in his eyes darkened and he sat quietly for a while before tidying his clothes and slowly following behind her.

“You were the one who crashed into us.
If our Miss was hurt from the crash, you’ll live to regret this!” The coachman on the opposite side was shouting and he had attracted many bystanders over.

“That’s complete nonsense.
You were the one who drove the carriage too quickly and was not able to stop in time, which was how you crashed into us.
Yet, now you’re trying to pin this on us.
That’s unreasonable of you.” The coachman on this side was so angry, his neck was now completely red.

Beitang You and his guards had dressed up as ordinary merchants for this journey and they stayed low-profile.
When the other party saw them, they thought Beitang You and his men were ordinary merchants and treated them with disdain.
After the coachman reprimanded them, they came angrily at him and grabbed the coachman by the collar, looking viciously at him as they said, “I said you crashed into us first and that means you were the ones at fault.
Give me any more excuses and I’ll give you a punch!”

Anyone who served by Beitang You’s side was formidable, but the coachman had been instructed by his master to keep a low profile and stay out of trouble.
However, the other party did not seem to agree.

Before his punch landed, the coachman moved his head to the side and grabbed him centrally by the back.
He lifted the man easily as he threw the man to the ground.