Tang Wan and Shen Shuci walked through the halls and alleys toward the road intersection, but the alleyways were all too similar. After taking several turns, they actually got lost and couldn’t distinguish north from south, east from west.
"As long as we walk in one direction, we’ll definitely get out," said Shen Shuci, who had never been here before and didn’t know the way.
"That works too." GPS could only show an approximate location, but it didn’t display the inner paths of the alleyways.
"I can’t believe I even took a piece of clothing from her, I always feel bad about owing soone." Shen Shuci never liked being in anyone’s debt.
Previously, she had been in debt to Huo Qinqi and hadn’t been able to pay it off, which ended up involving herself, too.
"She’s a nice person. If she says it’s a gift for you, she definitely ans it. Just invite her to eat next ti," Tang Wan said with a smile. "She is the pickiest custor I’ve t. She isn’t satisfied when the jewelry is finished; she often wants it revised. At first, I was annoyed and even didn’t want to do business with her. Do you know what she said later?"
"What?"
"She said that only my products could satisfy her." Tang Wan chuckled. "You have to realize, for a newcor like , such firm affirmation from a picky custor is a huge encouragent."
Shen Shuci arched her brow, "Are you sure she isn’t just saying that to make you work harder?"
"Either way, it doesn’t matter now. But indeed, because of her pickiness, my craftsmanship has improved and, moreover, she always pays more whenever we make revisions, claiming it’s not that I didn’t do well, but that she didn’t articulate her requirents clearly; it was her problem."
Tang Wan had to admit she was especially good with words.
She could coax you into doing all her things.
"I didn’t expect her to be from Beijing; I never heard her ntion that..."
As they talked, Shen Shuci held the clothes in her hand. It’s said you’re under obligation if you take soone’s kindness, and though Shen Shuci didn’t understand clothing value, she could still tell that the material, whatever it was, must be quality; it definitely wasn’t cheap.
She kept thinking about how to reciprocate, so she didn’t notice soone getting closer and closer behind them.
"... When you go back, show the outfit to Brother Huo. I guarantee he won’t be able to take his eyes off you. Maybe tonight sparks will fly, and with his abilities, for sure he could have two kids within three years," Tang Wan joked.
"Tang Wan!" Shen Shuci frowned. "You..."
"I’m serious, he’ll definitely like it."
"He’s a very decent person."
"Why don’t you try it tonight? If he can still resist you, then I’ll admit he’s a gentleman and I won’t tease him anymore." Tang Wan grinned at her. "And Xixi said that when it cos to the bedroom, no man is decent."
"..."
That was Ruan ngxi again.
She, who didn’t even have a boyfriend, seed to be fanning flas everywhere; she was everywhere.
Tang Wan felt this deeply. Jiang Jinsang always appeared so abstinent and gentle, but in bed, he certainly wasn’t short on dirty talk.
His usual speech was quite suggestive, and she couldn’t resist his flirtation.
Shen Shuci looked around, "I just feel like I’ve been here before."
"I don’t think so. Look at this stone lion; I’m sure I haven’t been here before." Houses around here were all built similarly, making it too easy to get lost.
While Shen Shuci was checking the direction, she noticed soone rushing towards them from the corner of her eye. She subconsciously pushed Tang Wan away. Tang Wan staggered, her back hitting the stone lion at soone’s doorstep, but she wasn’t hurt.
The setting sun’s remaining light poured down, a blood-red sunset covering the alley, as if painting a layer of blood over it.
And Tang Wan saw the dagger in his hand. It was like a small knife used to sharpen pencils when he was a child.
Short... Sharp!
"Liang Wenzhong!" Shen Shuci recognized him at a glance. "What are you doing here?"
Since the charity event, Shen Shuci hadn’t seen him. She heard that Liang Han had died, the Liang Family had gone bankrupt, and Dong Yunxiu had fainted and was hospitalized...
After Liang Han’s death, Tang Wan’s case was directly withdrawn, but the old Liang’s threats to witnesses and obstruction of justice were supposedly still going to be sought, and he was in poor health, leaving Liang Wenzhong the only intact one left in the Liang Family.
Although he was dressed in a suit, the garnt wasn’t ironed and looked ssy, with dark circles under his eyes and a bloodshot gaze. His body reeked of alcohol, and the hand holding the knife shook violently.
He was scared, too.
Ignoring Shen Shuci’s question, he swung the knife at her.
But he seed to have forgotten; Shen Shuci was no ordinary person. Watching him charging, she raised her hand to grab his wrist, and with a quick jerk, a scream pierced the air, making Tang Wan’s scalp tingle.
What was he even trying to do?
Wasn’t this asking for death?
Falling into Auntie’s hands, he could expect nothing good.
The crisp sound of a bone breaking, the pain shot through him, his fingers twitched, and the knife fell to the ground. Shen Shuci kicked it away; the tal blade skidded across the concrete, the noise grating.
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