In the 21st century, beauty blogger Sang Jiang, after finishing her stream, cursed a certain brainless author a few times and unexpectedly transmigrated into a tragic female supporting character in...
Bian Yanzhi dragged her tired body out of the room, and she forced a smile as she looked at Sang Yun.
She spends most of her time sleeping now, and always feels physically exhausted.
She looked at Sang Yun and said softly, "Since you're here, Cousin Yun, please come in and have a seat. It'll save you the trouble of making another trip."
Actually, she woke up as soon as Zhuzhu spoke. She thought Sang Yun would come to see her, but he was about to leave, so she hurriedly got up and went to the door to call him back.
Sang Yun heard her voice, turned around and looked at her: "You're awake?"
"Mm." Bian Yanzhi nodded and walked inside, holding onto the door frame.
She no longer has the strength to stand.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Sang Yun followed her inside.
Bian Yanzhi sat down and poured Sang Yun a glass of water, smiling gently as she asked, "Cousin Yun, what made you decide to come here at this time?"
Sang Yun took the water she was offered, took a sip, and put the cup down.
"I just happened to have nothing to do today, so I came to see you. How have you been feeling lately?" He looked at Bian Yanzhi's pale face and spoke in a softer tone, afraid that his voice would frighten her.
Bian Yanzhi smiled and said, "It's still the same as always. I'm used to it. I'm grateful for your concern, cousin."
The only color in her skin right now was probably the smear of lip rouge she had casually applied before leaving the house; otherwise, she would have looked deathly pale.
Sang Yun pursed his lips, unsure of what to say. He was not good at socializing to begin with, and when he was with Bian Yanzhi, he became even quieter. After a long while, he finally managed to say, "If you need anything, just tell Yan'er, and she will give it to you."
"Mm." Bian Yanzhi nodded again.
Sang Yun nodded, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Just as Sang Yun was hesitating about whether to leave, Bian Yanzhi suddenly spoke up again: "Recently, I've seen Cousin Yun bringing women back. Is there someone you have your eye on?"
She asked the question rather cautiously.
"Huh?" Sang Yun was stunned for a moment, and after two seconds he reacted and nodded slightly.
Yang Mu'an's smiling face instantly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Seeing his reaction, Bian Yanzhi's heart sank instantly.
Although this was the outcome she had anticipated, hearing it from Sang Yun's mouth still made her feel a pang of heartache.
She picked up her water glass, took two sips, and forcibly concealed her emotions.
Once she had composed herself, she cautiously asked again, "Is it Qingying?"
“Qingying?” Sang Yun shook his head immediately: “No, Qingying is only staying in our manor temporarily. She has already gone to the Fourteenth Prince’s manor.”
"Oh," Bian Yanzhi said casually, looking down.
Sang Yun was also surprised that Bian Yanzhi would suddenly bring up this issue, but he had no intention of lying to her. Since he had no intention of giving her any hope, why should he leave her with any hope?
If he shows mercy to Bian Yanzhi now, it will only make her suffer more in the future.
Bian Yanzhi smiled at him and said, "It's nothing, I was just asking, I didn't mean anything by it."
"Mm." Sang Yun nodded.
Unable to continue the awkward conversation, she stood up and said, "If my cousin has nothing else to do, I'll head back now."
Bian Yanzhi looked up at him and nodded slightly...