Thinking of something, she quickly turned to look at the stone flower.
The graceful Shi Hua, who had been standing there just moments before, was now deathly pale and immediately knelt down. "Young master, you have misunderstood me. How could I dare to instigate anything against the madam..."
Fu Rongchen remained unmoved. "It seems you intend to leave the Fu residence."
The words of explanation stuck in her throat. Shi Hua pursed her lips and said nothing more. Instead, she kowtowed three times to Fu Rongchen. When she raised her head again, there was a cut on her snow-white forehead, and bright red blood was seeping out. She looked very pitiful.
But Fu Rongchen didn't even glance at her.
Disappointment flashed in Shihua's slightly lowered eyes.
She didn't say anything more, but as she got up, she glanced at Shangguan Yanran.
Seeing this, Shangguan Yanran felt somewhat uncomfortable, as if the stone flower was provoking her.
She frowned as she watched Shi Hua's slightly disheveled figure disappear through the door, but she didn't feel happy.
At that moment, I felt a slight itch on my face.
She came to her senses and realized that Fu Rongchen had taken a handkerchief and was wiping her face.
Shangguan Yanran dodged, but this time, Fu Rongchen changed his usual gentle manner, forcefully gripping her chin with his fingers while continuing to wipe her face with his other hand.
Looking at the man's handsome face so close to hers, Shangguan Yanran suddenly said somewhat awkwardly, "I'll wipe it myself..." As she spoke, she reached out to take the handkerchief from his hand.
Fu Rongchen avoided her movements, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and asked gently, "Are you still angry?"
Shangguan Yanran's heart suddenly pounded, her eyelashes trembling. "Why am I angry? Why should I be angry?"
Fu Rongchen glanced at her but didn't expose her. Instead, he said, "Did you come here specifically to see me?"
"Are you deaf? You're not the only one in Xuzhou. I... I have friends here too. I'm here to visit them." Shangguan Yanran's voice trailed off, sounding less confident.
Actually, she doesn't have any friends here.
It was just an excuse to avoid looking too embarrassed.
"Oh." Fu Rongchen seemed to believe her. "What friend? Introduce me to them."
Shangguan Yanran suddenly pushed him away forcefully, realizing that her reaction was too strong. Before Fu Rongchen could speak, she quickly touched her face and said, "I told you I didn't need you to wipe it. You wiped my face so roughly..."
Hearing the girl's complaining tone, Fu Rongchen smiled, folded the handkerchief, and put it back in his arms.
“Let’s go.” He held out his hand to her.
Shangguan Yanran stared at his large, clean hand as he offered it to her, then hesitated and asked, "Where to?"
Fu Rongchen's lips suddenly curled up slightly. "I think I just heard someone's stomach rumbling."
Shangguan Yanran didn't understand what he meant at first, but when she heard the sound coming from her own stomach, she suddenly realized what he meant. She blushed and stammered, "You, you misheard... I knew you couldn't hear me."
Fu Rongchen nodded good-naturedly, "Even if my hearing isn't good." As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward and pulled the awkward girl into his arms.
His actions came without warning. Shangguan Yanran was suddenly pulled into his arms, and she froze. The scent of ink on the man's body clearly reached her nose. She felt dizzy and stared blankly at him.
What's wrong with Fu Rongchen? We're outside, isn't he afraid of being seen?
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