More than a dozen people present knelt down with tears in their eyes.
He spoke with such sincerity and heartfelt emotion, and with such deep concern.
Ziyan opened her mouth, then swallowed her words, leaving them with only a look of disdain and complexity.
How did these people manage to tell that Cheng Xianyi was forcing a smile?
Ziyan simply couldn't understand it. Was that forced? It was clearly something she couldn't ask for, her eyes were filled with nothing but the reflection of Young Master Zhou!
"I'm not suffering," Cheng Xianyi said calmly, raising her beautiful eyebrows.
"No, Master, you don't need to explain."
"Now that we're here, you don't need to hold on to your dignity anymore. We'll take you away from here right now. Come with us!"
Cheng Xianyi frowned as she looked at Qingyan: "I knew you would come to find me today because I had knocked them out. Being able to stay by Acheng's side is what I truly desire."
"Now that you all know the situation between me and Ziyan, you may leave."
"I'm here, and I'm fine."
As he spoke,
Cheng Xianyi touched the hairpin she had specially worn in her hair. The pearl on the hairpin shone brightly in the candlelight, dazzling the eye.
Hearing these thunderbolt-like words, Qingyan and the others froze, their expressions stiffening: "You, what did you say? You can follow... What did you call Young Master Zhou? Ah Cheng? Master, you you you..."
"Chief Purple, what exactly is going on! How have you been taking care of your master?"
"Could she have been cursed by the Zhou family?"
This is different from the Cheng Xianyi they knew!
Ziyan smiled inwardly. Finally, someone had shared this unbelievable feeling with her. She explained expressionlessly, "My lady has been concerned about Young Master Zhou for many years, and her wish has finally come true."
"She knows all about your loyalty. You'd better run away before Young Master Zhou returns."
"That weapon is not something you few can withstand."
A dozen pairs of eyes looked at Cheng Xianyi in disbelief. They saw that as soon as Cheng Xianyi heard Zhou Cheng's name, her eyes welled up with tender affection, and she even happily tapped her cheek with her fingertips.
That little trick...
That gaze, brimming with the light of spring...
And the pearl hairpin in her hair.
The master has touched it no less than four times in front of them, each time with an expression that seemed to say, "This is a gift from someone," with a hint of arrogance and deliberate display.
These details make it hard for them to deny what Ziyan said!
Qingyan and the others stood up, outwardly calm but inwardly in turmoil, and under Ziyan's urging gaze, prepared to evacuate immediately!
But at that moment,
The sound of footsteps trembling on the wooden planks could be heard downstairs.
"Da da da......."
"Young Master Zhou, is this the inn where you are temporarily staying?"
"Although it's a bit old, a bit broken, and a bit dirty, don't worry. Even though Lin'er has been pampered since childhood and is delicate, she's still willing to endure this hardship for you."
"Where are your men? Why didn't any of them come out to greet me?"
Lin'er strode into the inn with an air of superiority. As if she smelled something, she covered her nose with a handkerchief with a hint of disgust and waved it away.
She did it on purpose to show Zhou Cheng.
She understood men's thoughts best.
She wasn't the kind of person who would struggle and suffer alongside Zhou Cheng. Even if she had to lower her living standards temporarily, she would still make it clear in the details that she was very expensive and that living in this house was beneath her.
Only in this way will Zhou Cheng remember it and give me the best treatment in the future.
Zhou Cheng: "......."
The archers: "......."
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