Jiang Can smiled gently, "Then how about you help me tidy up the garden and make some clothes for Xiao Junyu?"
"Not very good!" A deep voice suddenly came from the doorway.
Nie Xin walked in, her hands in her pockets.
The figure, silhouetted against the light, resembled a war god straight out of a myth.
"What do you mean it's not good?" Jiang Can glanced at him. "Are you suggesting Sang Qing stay at your house?"
Nie Xin's eyes lit up, and she earnestly agreed:
"That's a great idea!"
"you……"
“I’m not going anywhere,” Sang Qing pouted.
Despite her injury these past few days, she was still somewhat moved by Nie Xin's tireless efforts in taking care of her.
But she would occasionally recall that day at the Grand Palace, the way he and that gentle girl exchanged glances...
She felt extremely jealous.
Then she simply didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"Not going anywhere?" Nie Xin frowned. "Then what do you want to do? Continue living in that run-down tailor shop?"
"That's not a run-down tailor shop!" Sang Qing glared at him. "That's my workplace. Please speak with respect!"
Nie Xin was stunned.
“And another thing,” Sang Qing continued, looking at him with righteous indignation, “I’m not living in the tailor shop anymore, I’ve rented a place. When I first came to Southeast Asia, Sister Jiang Can helped me rent it! Now I have some savings and can afford the rent myself, so I’m going to continue living there!”
Nie Xin was stunned by her retort; how dare this girl talk to him like that!
“I’m working and studying at the same time, and I can manage my time perfectly well, so Uncle doesn’t need to worry!” Sang Qing glanced at him. “Uncle, if you have too much energy to spare, you can go and care about the movie queen or something, why bother with me?”
"Besides, you already said that after I came to Southeast Asia, I shouldn't expect you to control me! I hope you keep your word!"
Nie Xin's eyes widened, her face flushed, and she pointed at her, "You brat..."
"Oh right, and this too!" Sang Qing grabbed his wrist and, before he could react, deftly removed the silver ring from his ring finger.
"This is mine, you should return it to its rightful owner!"
"You, you, you..."
"Alright, we're even now!" Sang Qing tilted her head back and smiled mischievously. "Uncle, bye-bye!"
After saying that, Sang Qing ran off like a gust of wind, leaving behind a bewildered Nie Xin and a laughing Jiang Can who was doubled over with laughter.
"So, how did you offend her?" Jiang Can asked him after laughing. "I just heard her say something about...a movie queen? You didn't happen to be entangled with Wenwen and she saw you, did she?"
"When have I ever been entangled with Wenwen?!" Nie Xin wanted to hit someone.
A hug or a handshake is just normal courtesy!
Wasn't Sang Qing raised in England? She hasn't seen her before?!
"You really don't understand women's minds." Jiang Can shook her head. "Forget about hugs and handshakes, even if you glance at someone else, she'll feel uneasy!"
"So...she must have feelings for me to react like this, right?"
Jiang Can was speechless: "What do you think?"
Nie Xin immediately felt smug again.
"But that brat just won't say a word! Can't you believe how infuriating she is?"
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