Chapter 111 Extra 4 "What are you doing? No, you can't...

No one spoke for a moment, and the only sound in the ears was the rumbling of the carriage.

In the evening, they passed through a town and stopped in front of an inn. The butler asked the two to get off outside.

Shen Qian didn't move.

Yao Ning looked at him for a long time before saying, "Eat something first."

Chen Qian hummed, as if he was a little relieved, turned around and glanced at Yao Ning.

However, that glance seemed to ignite a firecracker that was about to go out, and the anger in his heart suddenly flared up. He looked for a moment with red eyes, then turned his head away abruptly.

He stepped past her and got off the carriage first. Unlike the previous few days, he did not wait to help her, but went straight into the inn.

Yao Ning lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then got out of the car.

After settling in, Yao Ning ordered some dishes on the first floor. Chen Qian was persuaded by the housekeeper to come over. When he looked around, he saw that the table was full of his favorite dishes.

The housekeeper took the opportunity to speak well of Yao Ning: "Young Master, look how thoughtful Madam is. It's only been a few days since she last remembered your likes and dislikes, and it's clear that Madam cares about you!"

Chen Qian stared blankly at the table full of dishes. He should have been happy, and in fact he was happy for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and what followed was an increasingly deep anger and jealousy.

This time, he didn't look at Yao Ning again, turned around and left without saying a word.

The housekeeper chased after him and called out "Hey hey", trying to persuade the young man who was inexplicably acting like a child to calm down. Yao Ning was the only one left at the table.

All kinds of gazes came from all directions, and a ruffian-like man even approached him with a smile. Yao Ning sat quietly from beginning to end, until the candlelight faded, the guests left one after another, and the dishes on the table were all cold. Then he slowly got up and went back to his room.

Chen Qian's room was next to Yao Ning's. When he heard the sound of the door opening over there, Chen Qian couldn't help but stretch his neck.

But after the door opened and closed, there was silence.

Yao Ning neither came to see him nor turned off the lights to go to bed.

Chen Qian sat at the table indignantly, his eyelids drooping, but he still managed to hold on with a sense of depression.

When all the candles had burned out and everything was silent, Chen Qian still hadn't gotten what he wanted. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up with a bang, opened the door and walked into the corridor.

The door of the room next to him also opened at this time. Yao Ning held the door frame with one hand and looked at Chen Qian quietly.

Shen Qian felt proud, and his depression suddenly dissipated for the most part, and he snorted.

"Why are you still following me? Go find your mistress. I don't want your money anymore."

After saying this, Shen Qian himself was stunned.

He originally wanted to say something to ease the situation, but perhaps because he had just made himself too angry and had rehearsed hundreds of times in his mind how to make Yao Ning regret it, what came out of his mouth turned out to be such an angry remark.

But the words had been spoken and could not be taken back. After being surprised, Chen Qian quickly returned to his indifferent expression.

Sure enough, he saw Yao Ning's eyes suddenly turn red.

It turned out that she cared about him so much. Just one word from him could make such a noble woman so uncomfortable.

He should have been happy, but looking at Yao Ning's red eyes, he found that there was only endless guilt and heartache in his heart.

After he came to his senses, he cursed himself dozens of times in his heart for being so useless. With a cold face and using all his self-control, he returned to the room.

Chen Qian felt distressed for a moment, blaming himself for being too cold-hearted, and then he was furious, blaming himself for being soft-hearted and having no dignity.

The two thoughts battled against each other until dawn, when he made a decision despite the bruises under his eyes.

Early this morning, he went to find Yao Ning to reconcile, and pretended that what happened before had never happened.

They started over.

Chen Qian clenched his fists. Yes, that was it. He would not ask for peace too early and appear to have no dignity, nor would he ignore Yao Ning too much and make her feel uncomfortable for too long.

I am really smart and clever.

Chen Qian fell asleep contentedly in the dim morning light.

But he never expected that when he got up excitedly an hour later, he found that Yao Ning was gone.

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On the tenth day after Yao Ning disappeared, Chen Qian returned to Zhongze.

He began to live the same miserly life as before, inspecting the business of various shops every day, reconciling the accounts at night, and taking time to visit Chen Ying.

The only difference from before was that he began to ask matchmakers to look for marriage partners everywhere in a high-profile manner.

Every time, the event was grand and lavish, attracting the attention of everyone within miles. During those days, after dinner, people would inevitably talk about this newly rich Mr. Shen who was choosing a wife.

I also heard that someone had the good fortune to see Master Shen in person. He was truly a beautiful man, handsome and elegant, even more handsome than Pan An...

Rich, handsome, young... Such a young man immediately attracted the women around him to try him out and their hearts were filled with passion.

However, the strange thing is that Chen Qian is always generous when proposing marriage, and is always chatting and laughing with the girl, but as soon as the last moment comes, he will find a reason to reject the marriage.

The woman was naturally unhappy and even furious, so Chen Qian gave her a large amount of money, shops and real estate in the name of apology.

The bold gesture easily resolved the other party's unspoken complaints.

So he returned to his old ways and started looking for another wife in a big way.

This has happened so many times, and it is rare that his reputation has not been damaged at all.

On this day, Chen Qian came to cancel a marriage proposal that both parties were very satisfied with. He appeased the other party so that he was smiling from ear to ear, and then dragged his tired body back to the mansion.

He seemed to still have a smile on his face, but as soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help smashing the teapot on the table.

There was a slight sting in the finger, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the white porcelain fragments.

Chen Qian stared at the glaring red drops that gathered together, slowly squatted down, and buried his head deeply in his knees.

He heard footsteps beside his ear, thinking it was the housekeeper who was worried and came to check, so he had to cheer up and said: "I'm fine, you go out first."

The "butler" did not respond, and a slightly cool touch came from his hand.

Shen Qian raised his head suddenly.

Yao Ning squatted in front of him, with his thick eyelashes like small fans drooping, and was carefully bandaging his cut knuckles.

Chen Qian stared blankly at the profile so close to him, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

"Okay." Half a minute later, Yao Ning carefully tied the gauze into a beautiful knot, withdrew his hand and stood up.

Chen Qian stood up after a while. The blank and stunned look on his face had faded away, replaced by indifference mixed with anger.

"What are you doing here?" His jaw was clenched tightly, and he looked cold and indifferent. His tone was so distant that it made people feel distant. "Miss Yao."

"I haven't seen you for more than half a month. I missed you very much, so I rushed to see you." Yao Ning said.

She spoke frankly and gently, leaving Chen Qian's anger at a loss for words. He was choked and speechless for a long time, and could only snort coldly and without any momentum.

Yao Ning smiled and said, "I went back to the sect and visited several seniors, but they all told me that the world of cultivation will inevitably decline and the path to ascending to the upper realms is cut off."

Chen Qian frowned, not knowing why Yao Ning wanted to say this to him.

"You don't want my money anymore, so I thought, what else do you like, what else do you want, I want to give it to you to the best of my ability." Yao Ning said a little disappointedly, "Once your lifelong wish was to ascend to heaven, but this... I really can't do it."

Chen Qian was stunned. His lifelong wish? But... if he had known Yao Ning before, why would he be willing to ascend? After all, becoming an immortal meant not being able to stay with her forever.

Could it be that I didn’t care about Yao Ning as much as I do now?

Yao Ning smiled bitterly: "I found that I don't have any bargaining chips anymore."

Chen Qian was at a loss for a moment.

Yao Ning said: "Chen Qian, I have nothing, but I still came back to find you with a smug look on my face.

"I once retreated due to low self-esteem, but that day when I stood in our room at Xuanqing Sect, looking at the cherry blossoms you planted for me, I suddenly thought, maybe I should try to believe, believe in you, and believe in myself.

"I have nothing, but I like you. Will you marry me?"

Chen Qian took two steps back. He was a little confused. He didn't quite understand what Yao Ning said, but he still grasped the most crucial point.

He didn't know what kind of entanglement he had with Yao Ning in his past life that made her choose another person.

But this was the first time in his limited memory that Yao Ning told him that she liked him.

He was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

He no longer cared about mistresses, marriage proposals, or jealousy.

"You like me." Yao Ning blushed slightly and asked cautiously, "You care about me, right?"

Chen Qian looked at her bright and clear eyes under the light, his heart was beating fast and he barely managed to restrain himself with great effort, humming awkwardly.

"I was about to marry Miss Chen, but because of your sincerity and love, I reluctantly agreed..."

Yao Ning smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek.

Chen Qian's face flushed all of a sudden: "What...what are you doing? No, before getting married..."

After a long, chaotic rant, he felt ashamed and angry, and said viciously, "From now on, you have to listen to me!"

Yao Ning nodded seriously, as if coaxing a child: "Okay, I'll listen to you in everything."

Chen Qian hummed twice, suppressing his embarrassment, pretending to skillfully pull Yao Ning's belt and bring him into his arms.

Yao Ning's chin hit his sternum hard. Afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, he had to endure it.

"Stay away from other men." Chen Qian hugged Yao Ning stiffly, pressing her head into his arms to prevent her from noticing her flushed cheeks.

Yao Ning was a little breathless and replied in a muffled voice, "Okay."

"Don't talk too much." Shen Qian pressed on.

Yao Ning: "Okay."

"..." Chen Qian was not resisted, and he was very proud and complacent, "You can only like me."

Yao Ning said something, but it was too muffled to hear clearly. Chen Qian asked, "What?"

Yao Ning struggled a little from his suffocating strength, raised his head, and looked at him with a pair of sparkling eyes: "I have always only liked you."

Chen Qian became more and more proud, snorted, and hugged the person again.

The two of them hugged each other for a long time, so long that Yao Ning felt a little drowsy. Chen Qian reluctantly let her go and said, "Then you sleep with me tonight."

Yao Ning's eyes lit up: "Okay."

"I asked the housekeeper to clean the guest rooms. They clean them every day, and the quilts are dried in the sun until they are fluffy and soft..."

Yao Ning's smile froze on his face, and he couldn't help shaking his head for a long time.

Chen Qian: "Don't you like it?"

Yao Ning gave him a meaningful look and said, "No."

Yao Ning left the room and turned to look at Chen Qian through the door.

Although Chen Qian felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help but look back.

After a moment, Yao Ning stood on tiptoe again, touched the corner of his mouth, and then moved close to his ear.

The soft and sticky voice with warm breath fell on his ears, as if something was shaking his heart.

She spoke each word with an emphasis, like a sigh, or perhaps a chuckle.

"Little fool."