He Mingxiao could tell that Nan Xian didn't want to discuss with him the matter of her suddenly appearing fox ears.
Just now, he clearly caught the fleeting look of relief in her eyes after hearing Wei Zeling's voice.
She didn't trust herself, and was even somewhat wary of herself.
He Mingxiao lowered his eyes, concealing the loneliness and sorrow in them.
After finishing a bowl of chicken soup, Nan Xian's empty stomach, which had been empty all night, finally stopped rumbling, and the physical strength she had expended during the night's exercise was greatly restored.
She got up, dressed, and washed up. Remembering something, she frowned and looked at He Mingxiao.
He was clearing away the dishes, his movements not very skillful, and he was being quite cautious.
"He Mingxiao."
He Mingxiao immediately stood up straight, still holding the soup spoon she had used, and looked at her intently.
Nan Xian coughed lightly and gestured towards the bed with her eyes, "Did you... wear it last night?"
Last night's accident was unexpected by everyone, and Nan Xian was powerless to reverse it. However, the subsequent development of that matter could be controlled—she didn't want to cause a "death" with her ex-husband after the divorce.
He Mingxiao was taken aback, the tips of his ears slowly turning red, and he shook his head.
Seeing this, Nan Xian glared at him, and her anger rose again in her chest, which had been soothed by the chicken soup. She was about to open her mouth and scold him.
He quickly explained, "We didn't go all the way to the end, and I—I was afraid you'd be angry."
What I fear even more is that if I were to actually contract the virus, I might give birth to a monster just like myself.
Nan Xian's anger was instantly extinguished, and she blinked slightly in surprise.
No wonder, she only felt a little soreness in her lower back this morning, without any other discomfort...
The two stared at each other in silence for a while. She looked away first, gave a soft "oh," put on her coat, and quickly left the room.
But after taking only a few steps, Nan Xian suddenly felt her head sink and her vision go blank for a moment. She almost missed a step and fell.
She hurriedly grabbed the railing, clenched her fists tightly, and took a deep breath.
Her heart pounded twice, then her mind cleared up, as if the loss of control she had just experienced was just a hallucination.
She touched her temple, puzzled. Could it be low blood sugar? But wait, she'd just eaten...
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the bottom of the stairs, snapping her out of her reverie and ending her dwelling on the matter.
He Mingxiao was staying in the house of Village Chief Gu. At this moment, several villagers with angry faces were gathered in the living room on the first floor, surrounding Village Chief Gu and talking to each other in their local dialect at a rapid pace.
Nan Xian couldn't understand what they were saying, but she could glean some clues from their angry and anxious expressions—clearly, what could elicit such emotions from these optimistic and open-minded people must be something significant.
She wasn't a gossip lover, but to get out, she had to pass through the living room, so she could only stand silently at the top of the stairs, waiting for them to finish resolving their issues.
The villagers became increasingly agitated, and it looked like they were about to start arguing, so Village Chief Gu quickly raised his hand to interrupt them.
He said, “Don’t worry, I will personally investigate these matters. As for the chickens and ducks you lost… I will replace them for you!”
Upon hearing this, the villagers looked at each other, their anger gradually subsiding, and they all calmed down, stating that they did not need compensation.
Village Chief Gu insisted on doing so, and directed his son to catch chickens and ducks in the backyard, and then took out a few banknotes from his wallet and distributed them to the villagers.
The two sides naturally engaged in a long tug-of-war, and in the end, the villagers did not take the chickens and ducks, but each took the money and left.
Village Chief Gu sighed with a worried look on his face. He turned his head and saw Nan Xian standing at the top of the stairs. He was taken aback. "Nan Xian, aren't you staying at Old Man Qian's house? What are you doing here?"
Nan Xian chuckled awkwardly, touched the tip of her nose, and changed the subject: "Village chief, what were you talking about just now? What happened to their chickens and ducks?"
Speaking of this, Village Chief Gu frowned again and shook his head helplessly.
"She's not just a fool, she's gone crazy again and killed the chickens and ducks of several households!"
Nan Xian was stunned.
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