Chapter 207: The Sensitive Young Master Di in Adolescence Dreams of the Beautiful Miss Xie (The End)
Bai Feifei went on a short business trip to the Hangzhou area, and it was already summer when she returned.
She still had some things to finish and was supposed to stay for another ten days or so, but Bai Feifei couldn't wait any longer. It wasn't that she particularly wanted to go back to Jin Feng Xi Yu Lou to continue working, but rather that she had a vague premonition, so she returned early in a way that was somewhere between Consort Xi returning to the palace and the Empress making a triumphant comeback.
Ever since she arrived in the Hangzhou area, Xie Huailing had been harassing her by writing her a letter every two or three days. The letters contained all sorts of things, all sorts of trivial matters. Although Bai Feifei was disdainful, she still replied to every single one. And this vague premonition came precisely from these letters.
Bai Feifei knew about Shaman's promotion. As early as last year, Xie Huailing had told Bai Feifei that he would find an opportunity to promote Shaman. Therefore, Bai Feifei also anticipated that the handwriting on Xie Huailing's letter would change and would not always be Shaman's. It was very likely that it would be Qu Wurong's, or someone else.
But it shouldn't be Di Feijing; it shouldn't be Di Feijing who doesn't belong solely to Xie Huailing, no matter what.
Two years ago, during their joint efforts to deal with the Seven Saints of the Lost Heaven Alliance, Bai Feifei became familiar with Di Feijing's handwriting, so she would never mistake it. So here's the question: the first letter could be explained by Di Feijing writing it for her—Xie Huailing could just use whoever she could get her hands on—but two or three, even four consecutive letters, all in his handwriting—what does this mean? Are she and Di Feijing very close?
Bai Feifei didn't care what happened between Xie Huailing and Di Feijing, and she couldn't be bothered to know who the man beside Xie Huailing was. Bai Feifei simply believed that Xie Huailing's lack of mention or explanation in the letter was a provocation. In the realm of best friend studies, this could be considered Xie Huailing initiating a friendly duel.
Now that she's started, Bai Feifei is going to go back immediately and take the life of this guy who won't say anything unless she asks.
Bai Feifei shortened the journey that would have taken several days, and she rushed back to the Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion, practically pushing open the door to Xie Huailing's bedroom. The maids inside immediately fell silent upon seeing her. No matter what they were doing, they all stopped, lowered their heads, and dared not look at Bai Feifei's face. They all stood up, pressed tightly against the wall, keeping their eyes down.
Bai Feifei asked only one question. Her anger was almost overflowing from her eyes. Her usually delicate and fragile face underwent a dramatic change under the influence of her expression, and in this change, she was both angry and domineering: "Where is Xie Huailing?"
Seeing that it was broad daylight and the lazy guy who was too lazy to get out of bed was still not in the house, she knew something was wrong, and her anger flared up even more.
The maids wanted to look at each other, encouraging each other to gain some courage, but they lacked even the courage to raise their heads. They swallowed hard and whispered, "...Miss, Miss has gone out."
Bai Feifei let out a breath, trying to make her tone sound calmer: "Where did she go?"
"Yes, it should be six and a half halls."
The subtle sound of finger joint movement.
Bai Feifei nodded, seemingly unsure of what she was referring to, and then asked, "Has she been going there frequently these past few days?"
The maid's voice grew softer and softer: "It's just a matter of going there every few days."
Bai Feifei sneered, said "I'm going to kill her," and stormed off, slamming the bedroom door shut. The maids left in the room, still shaken and bewildered, didn't know what had happened. They finally caught their breath, relieved, wondering if their mistress had done something again, and wishing her good luck.
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The weight loss was quite effective. After a period of exercise, Grandpa Cat's huge and imposing figure had shrunk somewhat. He was no longer the giant truck-like cat that used to be measured in "vehicles"; now he was just a small pickup truck. Staying on Xie Huailing's lap for a long time no longer made her thighs ache, but rather felt like a small furnace, continuously providing her with warmth.
This is certainly a good thing, but unfortunately it's summer now and the sun is shining brightly outside.
Xie Huailing sneezed, puzzled as to why she could sneeze when her legs were burning hot. She put down the storybook and nudged the cat, trying to get him to get off. However, the cat's weight was simply too impressive, and Little Pikachu, with its own dignity, was unmoved by her touch. In fact, because of their recent closeness, it thought she had come to play and rubbed against her hand.
Unable to resist, Xie Huailing stroked its fur, feeling the smooth texture it had acquired from eating at the Six and a Half Hall, and then earnestly negotiated with it, "Brother Cat, could you please get down first? I'm a little hot."
The old cat couldn't understand human speech, but it could tell that this human wasn't giving it any face. Not only did it dodge Xie Huailing's hand that was about to touch it, it also slapped her paw. Fortunately, the old cat's attack power was really weak. It was hard to imagine that there was such a cat in Six and a Half Hall. Xie Huailing grabbed its paw, muttering something about a "cat with such a bad temper," and then started to rub it.
Grandpa Cat let out a loud scream and started fighting with Xie Huailing. The two of them were locked in a fierce battle.
For a moment, the room was filled with the sounds of swords and spears, and the final battle ended with Xie Huailing threatening to make Di Feijing stop giving the cat snacks. The cat couldn't understand anything else, but it understood this one sentence. Somewhat displeased, it stopped scratching and curled up on the table.
Xie Huailing was overjoyed and felt a childish sense of pride. He reached for his storybook again, but suddenly sneezed.
This time she knew why she sneezed; a chill ran down her spine.
It was dizzying again, always dizzying. The world spun before Xie Huailing's eyes, disappearing like fragments in water, only to reassemble itself after a dizzying, smoky sensation, swirling and piecing itself back together before her. She didn't feel much pain, only a nauseous dizziness. She was forced down from her seat on the edge of the bed, and only then did she realize that a slender hand was gripping her neck.
But just as she felt no pain, she also felt no murderous intent. Everything in her field of vision slowly solidified, and she saw the ugly expression on her friend's face, whom she hadn't seen for many days.
“I can explain,” Xie Huailing said immediately.
Bai Feifei was furious when she heard this. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She gritted her teeth and said, "Can you explain why you didn't explain it in the letter? Do you not have hands or a mouth? If you dare to say that I didn't ask, I'll throw you out."
She cursed several times in a row. Xie Huailing originally wanted to say that this was the Six and a Half Hall, but seeing her expression, he swallowed his words.
Finally, seeing that Bai Feifei's mood had improved as she continued her rant, and that she wasn't showing her anger on her face anymore, Xie Huailing spoke up. She first asked her why she had returned so quickly, and while asking, she tentatively moved, only to be slapped back down by Bai Feifei.
"What else can I do if I don't come back soon? Even if I stay in Hangzhou for the rest of my life, I still won't wait for you to write to me yourself." He restrained her breath, not intending to let her get up at all. "Similarly, if I hadn't found out myself, you probably wouldn't have told me even when I came back."
Although she was in the wrong, Xie Huailing still felt somewhat wronged, and said softly, "Listen to me, I really can explain."
She gave a more sincere, even somewhat pitiful, look. Bai Feifei frowned, and although she still didn't loosen her grip, she raised her already loose hand even higher and replied, "Then let's see what tricks you can come up with."
Seeing this, Xie Huailing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and finally recounted the whole story.
It wasn't that she didn't want to tell Bai Feifei, but rather that she felt that if she were to tell Bai Feifei, it would have to be on a settled date. Although she and Di Feijing were currently quite intimate, the future was uncertain. Her feelings were shallow and lacked depth, and most likely they couldn't even be called true feelings. Perhaps it was just a fleeting infatuation for today, a moment of pleasure for the moment.
Therefore, if it was just a love affair without an ending, there was no need to tell Bai Feifei about it; it would only waste their time. That's why Xie Huailing didn't mention it in the letter.
After saying this, Bai Feifei's expression improved somewhat. But it didn't last long before she frowned again, this time not at Xie Huailing.
Bai Feifei asked, "Aren't you just going to play with him and then get rid of him?"
Xie Huailing: "Huh?"
She looked at her friend again, and seeing her frowning and deep in thought, she belatedly realized that Bai Feifei still had some anger because she felt that Xie Huailing shouldn't have let someone who was likely to die write the letter for her.
To be honest, Xie Huailing admired Bai Feifei in this regard. She was a true heroine. She was also grateful that Bai Feifei didn't have any romantic history, otherwise she would most likely be the one cleaning up Bai Feifei's mess.
Finding it amusing, Xie Huailing explained to Bai Feifei, "I have no intention of developing in that direction. It's too difficult to manage and too much of a hassle."
Bai Feifei nodded slightly, then her brows furrowed even more tightly, unable to relax, and her anger resurfaced as she asked again, "Are you going to continue like this with him?"
“Of course,” Xie Huailing said. “Although I don’t know where we will end up, isn’t it interesting to just go with the flow and let things take their course? If we do end up getting married, it will be a completely new experience.”
"I really find it interesting," Xie Huailing said.
After hearing her words, Bai Feifei remained indifferent and gave her a couple more quiet glances.
Xie Huailing felt uneasy under those two glances. She had talked about these things with Bai Feifei before, but never in such depth. She couldn't figure out what Bai Feifei was thinking, but fortunately, she didn't look any longer and walked towards the door without saying a word.
But wait, she's exhaling too soon. It turns out she's just changed her target. Bai Feifei opened the door and saw the young man waiting outside. He had been standing there for who knows how long, or how much he had heard. He remained silent, as if trying to see Xie Huailing through Bai Feifei's gaze.
Bai Feifei would be a fool to let him find her. She walked out, closed the door, and then put on the soft sword she had tucked into her waistband.
She said, "Let's go to the martial arts arena at Six and a Half Hall. I want to test your skills."
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Ms. Bai is a typical mother-in-law, and this is a hardship that every male guest has to endure.
It's almost time for Gong Jiu's turn. I'm going to have to outwit the censors... ugh...
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