[Madly Evil Main Character x Delicate Beautiful Girl, 1v1 Pure, a Unique Love]
[What a sweet treat!]
To successfully transform, Song Jinhuan signed a contract with San Jin and, after en...
Chapter 695 Magistrate Xu's Little Assistant 50
Xu Qingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was also dissatisfied with the answer.
"Oh, then I'll head back now."
He said this and started to get up.
Song Jinhuan quickly pressed down on his shoulder, reminding him, "Sir, you still have something to say."
"What exactly happened to you?"
What could possibly make the usually aloof and indifferent Xu Qingyuan cry so bitterly?
Song Jinhuan was incredibly curious; if she didn't know the answer tonight, she definitely wouldn't be able to sleep!
Xu Qingyuan feigned ignorance: "What? What could possibly happen to me?"
Song Jinhuan's eyes darted around, and she guessed wildly, "You don't think that I've left and will never come back, so you're secretly sad and crying, do you?"
She had just said it casually, but Xu Qingyuan immediately blushed, looking as if she had been completely guessed.
Song Jinhuan was greatly shocked, but in order to save face for the other party, he gave him a way out and said with a laugh, "My lord, I was just talking nonsense!"
"How could a wise adult cry over such a trivial matter!"
"A man doesn't easily shed tears, let alone a man as upright and honorable as an adult!"
Xu Qingyuan looked up and stared intently at the girl who was frantically trying to save face for him, and suddenly admitted, "Yes, that's right."
"I was just secretly crying over something so trivial."
“Before this, I even shed tears because you didn’t want to be my wife.”
"Laugh if you want to, don't hold it in."
The man's reckless attitude left Song Jinhuan completely stunned.
She scratched her head, feeling a pang of pity for the grown man hiding in a corner and secretly crying.
"But, regarding the arranged marriage, doesn't Your Excellency already have someone you love?"
Xu Qingyuan almost laughed out of anger, "When have you ever seen me have any dealings with other women?"
Song Jinhuan frowned. "There really isn't, but didn't you say they didn't know?"
Xu Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and stared intently at her. "Yes, I have never expressed my feelings, so how could the other person know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, his large hand, which was about to grab her wrist, paused in mid-air and instead grabbed a piece of her sleeve.
“Master Jiang, I already knew you were a woman before the Shi family’s fertile land was seized.”
Song Jinhuan was shocked: "So early?"
Xu Qingyuan smiled and said, "The person you thought you loved has always been you."
"Under those circumstances, how could I let you know my feelings?"
Xu Qingyuan felt quite aggrieved when this was mentioned.
Song Jinhuan found it hard to disagree; the situation was indeed unusual at the time. If her identity had been exposed, she probably would have fled for her life overnight.
Xu Qingyuan blushed and said in a tight voice, "I only want to be your truth-seeker."
Song Jinhuan looked at the sleeve that was being pulled tighter and tighter.
Xu Qingyuan followed her gaze and quickly withdrew his hand.
Then, right under her gaze, he shamelessly grabbed her again.
Fearing rejection, he added, "I can wait until you accept me, what do you think?"
Song Jinhuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up at him directly: "Okay."
"But you must be a good official and not prey on the people or take their lives at will by abusing your power."
Xu Qingyuan's face lit up with joy, "Of course!"
He has a wife; he certainly wouldn't do something so utterly immoral.
What if I suffer retribution?
"Madam, rest assured, I will certainly fulfill my duties in my position, be loyal to the Emperor, and never form cliques, collude with the enemy, or betray the country. Nor will I be unable to distinguish right from wrong or wrong the people!"
Song Jinhuan coughed lightly twice, looked up at the room and then to the left, and muttered softly, "We're not married yet."
(Author's note: Time to move on to the next dimension)