Xia Wenjin gave a bitter smile.
After experiencing a scumbag, even if she didn’t avoid n like the plague, she wouldn’t develop feelings anymore.
It’s not the kind of once bitten by a snake, twice shy of ropes.
It’s the subconscious fear and panic, not wanting to repeat the mistakes of a past life, so subconsciously thinking of avoiding it.
It looks like it’s ti for her to leave, only by staying further away from him, would he forget her and live a normal life. When he gains more experience in Jianghu and ets more people, sees more won of different personalities and appearances, he will surely realize that it was not her that he liked, but a mistaken feeling caused by ti!
Now that this matter is settled, she should leave soon!
Huangfu Jingchen walked out of the house, and everyone’s eyes were drawn to the large bruise around his eye socket.
Jiang Ning was stunned, tugging at Kong Chan’s sleeve: "Master Master, wasn’t it my young master who went to beat soone? How did he beco the one getting beaten?"
Kong Chan freed his sleeve from Jiang Ning’s grip and looked at him with a gaze of ridicule: "Beat soone? Consider who the opponent is! Even I wouldn’t dare provoke that person; your young master thinks he can beat him? He’s lucky it was just one punch, that was already light!"
Master Lu and the others had similar reactions to Jiang Ning; this pretty boy strode into the house looking furious and murderous, as if he wanted to swallow the youth whole, but ended up coming out looking like a beaten bear. Or was the youth inside beaten even more severely?
Sang Xuewei looked at the bruise on Huangfu Jingchen’s face with deep concern, hurriedly stepped forward to console him: "Brother Huang Zheng, what happened? Did Xia Wenjin hit you? She’s too much, I’ll go teach her a lesson!" As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, preparing to confront Xia Wenjin.
Huangfu Jingchen calmly said: "This has nothing to do with you! n and won should keep their distance; Miss Sang, please keep away from !"
He exuded an aura warning others to stay away, as he moved aside.
Kong Chan urged Jiang Ning: "Why don’t you go check on your young master, this is your chance to earn so credit!"
Jiang Ning shook his head vigorously, like a rattledrum, and protested: "Master, that’s unfair. My young master is really angry now, I’m not going to risk it!"
Oh, what a worry, that youth Xia Wenjin is truly a demon. As a guard, he ought to charge ahead and vent his master’s anger, but rembering the unmatched grace and beauty Xia Wenjin had in won’s attire before, Jiang Ning was really intimidated!
Soon, Xia Wenjin also stepped out of the room.
Her expression was sowhat cold and distant, her small face taut. Kong Chan’s gaze swept over her face, finally resting on her rosy, moist lips, revealing a knowing look in his eyes. His gaze towards Huangfu Jingchen beca more thoughtful.
Sang Xuewei, however, charged forward, demanding answers: "Why did you hit my Brother Zheng?"
Xia Wenjin squinted her eyes: "Which eye of yours saw hitting him?"
Sang Xuewei was taken aback, then retorted angrily: "Stop denying it, his eye socket is bruised so large, did he hit himself?"
"Oh!" Xia Wenjin drawled lazily: "You’re talking about that, who would hit themselves, are they sick?"
"So it was you, wasn’t it?"
"How was it ?" Xia Wenjin replied casually: "He hit the wall!"
"You’re making it up!" Sang Xuewei raged: "He’s not blind, why would he run into a wall?"
Xia Wenjin coolly replied: "You’re not him, how do you know he’s not blind? Not blind yet ignoring a pretty girl to like a guy?"
"You... you..." Sang Xuewei was so angry she couldn’t speak; yet, faced with the youth’s calm and lazy deanor, so annoying, so hateful, yet so handso, she couldn’t bring herself to hit him. She pointed at him, trying to say sothing harsh, but Master Lu hurriedly stepped forward, pulling her aside, and whispered: "Young lady, young lady, be gentle, be gentle, n would be scared off by your fierceness!"
Sang Xuewei paused, right, gentle, mother always said, gentleness is a woman’s best weapon, a gentle woman is more loved by n.
Did Brother Zheng see her being so uncontrollably angry just now?
Brother Zheng wouldn’t dislike her, would he?
She couldn’t bother with Xia Wenjin anymore, imdiately composed herself, and with a soft smile, called out: "Brother Zheng..."
Huangfu Jingchen looked at her expressionlessly, then at Xia Wenjin, his eyes indifferent, before turning away to speak with Su Mao.
Out of several hundred monks at Shian Temple, after a thorough investigation, less than fifty were truly unaware and uninvolved. The bi-monthly lottery event that Ming Qing heavily publicized will also be canceled, and the legend of its effectiveness in granting wishes will beco a thing of the past.
In the future, Shian Temple might return to its state of dormancy from five years ago, with sparse incense offerings. However, Ming Cheng and Ming Xuan were not concerned.
In such a place, once the filth is cleared, and it sees a clear bright sky, it will indeed beco a clean land!
As witnesses, Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin also went to Da Jin Prefecture.
With Su Mao’s introduction, Huangfu Jingchen had a private eting with the magistrate of Da Jin Prefecture. After coming out, he saw Xia Wenjin under the corridor. The young man standing against the light seed enveloped in a halo, misty like poetry, yet so elusive.
Huangfu Jingchen felt sothing stuck in his chest, an uncomfortable lump inside.
He didn’t know how to face that bright, elegant youth, yet seeing Xia Wenjin’s detached deanor made that lump even harder to bear.
Xia Wenjin did not step forward, she simply gave him a glance, before turning and leaving.
After the unexpected confession in the ditation room, their relationship had changed.
Huangfu Jingchen had a knot in his heart, Xia Wenjin had a hurdle, a knot hard to untie, a hurdle tough to cross, eting was not as good as not eting!
Xia Wenjin was not avoiding, but her feelings were complex too, not knowing with what emotion to face Huangfu Jingchen.
Watching Xia Wenjin leave, Huangfu Jingchen felt as if a needle had pricked his heart, dull pain, faint and continuous, endless...
The elegant young man with a straight back walked further and further away, until he was just a black dot in his vision. He didn’t follow; he couldn’t follow.
What would following do anyway? To repeat what happened in the ditation room? That would only push her further away.
Force Xia Wenjin to give him an answer?
Xia Wenjin had already given him an answer!
Though it wasn’t the answer he wanted.
But he clearly understood that there was nothing wrong with Xia Wenjin’s thinking. A man should be loyal and filial, serving the country was not needed now, but marrying, having children, letting his parents enjoy family life, that was his duty as a son!
What was wrong with Xia Wenjin thinking like this?
So what was wrong then?
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