Huo Chengjin slowly fixed his gaze on Jian Liangtong, a fleeting amazent flashing in his long eyes.
This woman, it turns out, is not just a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but a little wild leopard hiding sharp gears.
Pathetic... haha.
Song Yun’s face turned green instantly, the willful arrogance beneath her intellectual and mature façade completely exposed, "Who do you think you are? Just a small-town girl with narrow vision who has never seen the world, what right do you have to mock here?"
"So what if I mock you?" Jian Liangtong was never a pushover; besides being able to endure in front of Huo Shaojun, she really couldn’t take others’ aggressiveness!
So, hearing Song Yun’s words, she imdiately retaliated.
Song Yun froze, her eyes widened in anger at Jian Liangtong, "Don’t think that Shaojun likes you now, you can..."
"I’ve been like this since I was a child, it has nothing to do with who likes or not." Jian Liangtong rolled her eyes.
Jian Liangtong’s eye roll almost made Song Yun faint from anger!
"You’re too arrogant!" Song Yun’s face reddened as she growled.
"Really?" Jian Liangtong shrugged.
"You!" Song Yun was so angry she couldn’t speak, her whole body shaking.
Seeing this, Jian Liangtong secretly smirked.
She hadn’t even said much, and she already got this riled up, what poor ntal fortitude.
Fang Jingting had been watching the "duel" between Song Yun and Jian Liangtong as a bystander. Seeing Song Yun rendered speechless, she reached out to comfortingly pat her hand, furrowing her brows at Jian Liangtong, "Now that things have co to this, I might as well speak frankly with Miss Jian, I will not agree to Shaojun marrying you.
Not only I disagree, but Shaojun’s father and grandfather will not agree either. Shaojun and Xiaoyun were together abroad before, only separated due to so misunderstandings. I believe Shaojun and Xiaoyun have feelings for each other.
So, I discussed with Shaojun’s father and grandfather, and we will propose marriage to Xiaoyun’s grandfather, Mr. Song, soon, for Shaojun and Xiaoyun to get married.
If I were Miss Jian, I wouldn’t shalessly stay here, but rather leave sensibly, to avoid embarrassing myself in the end."
Facing Fang Jingting, all the spikes on Jian Liangtong’s body seed to suddenly disappear.
Looking at Fang Jingting, Jian Liangtong moved her pale lips, "I won’t leave, unless he doesn’t want ."
"Stubbornly deluded!" Fang Jingting spat this with loathing, then pulled a quite angered Song Yun away.
The sound of high heels hitting the floor gradually faded away until nothing could be heard.
Jian Liangtong gently closed her eyes, exhaled softly, and the pallor on her face not only didn’t diminish but beca even whiter.
Huo Chengjin quietly watched her, a familiar stinging pain swelling in his heart.
Jian Liangtong turned her gaze towards Huo Chengjin, weariness and fatigue showing in her eyes, "Thank you."
"..." Huo Chengjin’s brow flicked slightly, staring at her.
Jian Liangtong inhaled, her hands pushing on the sofa to slowly stand up, "Thank you for speaking up for today. I’m a bit tired, I’m going upstairs to rest. Your brother should be back soon."
After saying this, Jian Liangtong moved her steps and walked upstairs.
Huo Chengjin sat on the armrest of the sofa, his long eyes fixed on Jian Liangtong’s rigidly straight back, his hands tightly clenched, veins prominent on the back.
Yet suddenly, Jian Liangtong’s body trembled slightly, and she fell forward.
Huo Chengjin’s brow suddenly arched upward, leaping forward, he caught her waist before she hit the ground, pulling her tightly into his arms.
Jian Liangtong leaned in Huo Chengjin’s embrace, feeling everything spinning before her eyes, a wave of dizziness.
"Are you okay?" Huo Chengjin held her waist with one hand and her slender shoulder with the other, his brow furrowed, asking.
Jian Liangtong closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, feeling less dizzy, opened her eyes to glance at Huo Chengjin’s tense face, and lightly pursed her pale lips, intending to pull away from his embrace.
Yet he suddenly tightened his grip.
Jian Liangtong was stunned.
At the sa ti, a cool, low male voice suddenly ca from the doorway.
"Did I return at an inappropriate ti?"
Huo Chengjin’s face showed not a ripple, rely lowered his gaze to look at Jian Liangtong’s pupils tightening in panic for a mont.
Jian Liangtong struggled hard in his arms, her beautifully shaped eyebrows knitted tightly in distress, her eyes reddening, seemingly about to cry any second.
Huo Chengjin’s heart eventually softened, slowly releasing his long arms encircling her waist.
As soon as she got free, Jian Liangtong imdiately stepped out from his embrace, and with an anxious look, turned towards the doorway, at the coldly stern-faced man, her voice hoarse and trembling slightly, "Big Brother."
Huo Shaojun’s gaze was deep and dark, his icy eyes fixed on Jian Liangtong made her heart cold.
Jian Liangtong knew he had misunderstood, anxious to explain.
Yet he turned abruptly and walked out.
Jian Liangtong’s pupils darted wide open, chasing after him without a second thought.
Feeling the person next to him leave, Huo Chengjin then slowly turned around, his repressed anger almost etched into every line of his resolute and well-defined face.
This woman, full of spikes in front of him, couldn’t be plucked no matter what, but with him, she retracted all her sharpness, willing to be an obedient, docile kitten.
No matter how in his eyes, that person is stubborn and slly-tempered, apart from a barely acceptable face, no one could endure his rcurial, arrogant, and awkward nature.
To put it bluntly.
Huo Chengjin just can’t stand Huo Shaojun’s overly casual deanor in front of Jian Liangtong, when he is angry, he can vent it out in front of her with no scruples, assured that she won’t leave because of it.
And as for him.
He wishes so much to be good to her with all his heart, he doesn’t want her to fear him, reject him like this; he wishes even more that he wouldn’t be soone in her eyes who seems disrespectful to won.
If he didn’t do this, how could he leave even a slight trace in her heart? Even if the trace he leaves is not noble, or even shaful and hated, he is willing!
Love is always selfish.
He always believed that those who, under the guise of love, graciously sent the woman they loved to other n and thought themselves noble, did not truly love.
If he loves soone, he would certainly find ways to monopolize her.
When you love, you must do whatever it takes... at all costs!
"Little brother, little brother..."
Jian Liangtong chased out of the villa, helplessly trailing far behind the man with long arms and legs, no matter how hard she tried.
Huo Shaojun seed not to hear Jian Liangtong calling him, leaving her with a cold back from start to finish.
"Little brother, little, ah..."
Huo Shaojun’s dark pupils trembled suddenly, his footsteps turned, heading back.
Jian Liangtong squatted on the ground hugging one knee, eyes red, looked at the man walking towards her.
Huo Shaojun stopped in front of her, looking down at her.
Jian Liangtong bit her lip, looked down at her knee, then looked up at Huo Shaojun, her gaze weak.
Huo Shaojun took a deep breath and bent over to lift her.
Jian Liangtong imdiately reached out and hugged his neck, as if afraid he would suddenly leave her.
Huo Shaojun’s face was cold, staring at her with icy eyes.
"It’s not what you saw," Jian Liangtong said, sounding aggrieved.
Huo Shaojun pressed his thin lips tight, didn’t speak, but looked ahead of Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong’s gaze wavered, she turned her head to follow his sight.
Huo Chengjin stood tall and thin at the villa’s door, hands habitually in his pockets, squinting this way, his expression sowhat indistinct and indifferent.
He appeared solitary and frail.
Jian Liangtong’s eyelashes quivered lightly, she slowly looked away, returning her gaze to Huo Shaojun.
Unexpectedly, he was already looking at her, his gaze probing.
Jian Liangtong’s heart sank slightly, and she quickly said, "Little brother, I..."
"Brother, as your younger brother, I must have a word with you."
Just as Jian Liangtong was about to speak, Huo Chengjin’s calm and cold voice rang out first.
Jian Liangtong furrowed her brow slightly, her almond eyes showed tension while looking at Huo Shaojun, worried that the unpredictable Huo Chengjin might say sothing to worsen the misunderstanding.
As Huo Chengjin spoke, Huo Shaojun’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Your temper, without distinguishing right from wrong, could easily cost you those who matter most," Huo Chengjin said.
Huo Shaojun lowered his eyes to look at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong imdiately said, "He’s talking nonsense, don’t..."
"Tongtong, why are you so nervous? You haven’t done anything wrong. On the contrary, you were wronged due to his inadequate protection. You should be angry, not reversing roles. Life is short; there’s no need to always let yourself suffer," Huo Chengjin huffed, seemingly truly upset by Jian Liangtong’s "grudging tolerance."
Jian Liangtong frowned tightly, looking at Huo Chengjin, "You are not , so you can’t speak for ."
Earlier today, Fang Jingting brought Song Yun to provoke her, causing her discomfort and grievance.
But it didn’t an she would use this as an excuse to make her loved one suffer.
In Jian Liangtong’s view, these were two separate matters.
Huo Chengjin stared at Jian Liangtong, his eyes terrifyingly deep, his lips slowly forming a self-mocking arc, "Well, I suppose I ddled."
After saying this, Huo Chengjin left the villa with a somber face.
With events leading to this point, Huo Shaojun naturally realized the scene he witnessed earlier was rely a misunderstanding.
Now, with Jian Liangtong "injured" and Huo Chengjin gone, there was no need for him to leave.
Thus, he carried Jian Liangtong back to the villa.
Once gently placed back on the sofa by Huo Shaojun, Jian Liangtong knew his anger had likely subsided, and she felt relieved.
"Where are you hurt?" Huo Shaojun asked softly.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes flickered.
Can she say she wasn’t actually hurt?
Because she couldn’t catch up with him, and feared he might really leave, she staged a small performance.
No need for Jian Liangtong to say anything, seeing her guilty face, Huo Shaojun probably understood as well.
His brows furrowed slightly, "Was it fun?"
Jian Liangtong obediently shook her head.
Huo Shaojun kept a straight face.
Jian Liangtong reached out to tug his coat, her flattery obvious.
Huo Shaojun squeezed her hand before letting go.
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