Faced with Meng Fanxue's confession, Lin Xiao's eyes flickered, and complex emotions surged within him.
He also remembered that he had injured his head after saving Meng Fanxue.
After calling for help in a dazed state, they were taken to the hospital by ambulance.
When he woke up, he found that he and Feng Qi were in the same hospital room.
Feng Qi was hospitalized due to minor injuries sustained in a previous car accident.
Young Lin Xiao told Feng Qi about saving someone, and Feng Qi volunteered to go see Meng Fanxue.
Later, when he was able to get out of bed and walk, he went to see Meng Fanxue, but was turned away by the Meng family's bodyguards.
He was still young then and never imagined that Feng Qi had taken his credit and become Meng Fanxue's savior.
So this is the truth of the matter.
Young Master Feng has had everything since childhood and has always been high and mighty. Why would he want to steal the credit and honor that belong to him?
He was injured and hospitalized, which cost four or five thousand yuan. His parents scolded him, and he was sad for a long time.
Young Master Feng knew all this, but he said nothing. He even lied to him, saying that the Meng family was ungrateful and looked down on people, and that he shouldn't have helped save her.
Lin Xiao opened his mouth, intending to tell the whole story.
"Mr. Fan, how can you be so sure that I was the one who saved you back then?"
At this moment, he was still dutifully playing the role of Feng Qi.
Meng Fanxue's face darkened, and she abruptly pulled her hand back. Her gaze towards Lin Xiao became sharp as a knife, and she almost stood up from her wheelchair.
Her voice trembled slightly with anger, and her eyes revealed a hint of unease and pain.
What do you mean by that?
"Do you think I'm an idiot, that I can't even recognize the person who saved my life?"
"That's enough, Lin Xiao, you're being incredibly unprofessional today!"
"You're not worth that price at all!"
"You should be glad your face resembles his by two or three points. I only invited you here to play along because of that resemblance! I didn't pay you to point fingers at me or my savior!"
"You'd better get out of my sight right now!" Meng Fanxue's lips trembled slightly with anger.
It's clear that she's trying her best to control her dissatisfaction and anger.
Lin Xiao was stunned.
A complex mix of emotions surged within him, and the deep-seated grievances and anger almost overwhelmed his reason.
He wanted to loudly question Meng Fanxue about why she blindly believed Feng Qi and was unwilling to listen to the truth.
But he knew that he could only silently endure the situation.
She doesn't believe in herself.
She didn't know how Feng Qi had made her believe that he was the one who saved her, but in any case, this belief had been rooted in her mind for more than ten years.
Without evidence, it's only natural that she would be furious if her memory was questioned so readily.
After all, based on his past experiences with her, she was someone with extraordinary confidence in her memory.
She is indeed an exceptionally intelligent woman.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get into Yenching University at the age of twelve, becoming the youngest college student in China.
Realizing this, Lin Xiao didn't offer any further explanation. Instead, he stood up nimbly and strode away from the garden.
However, once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root, sprout, and flourish in people's hearts.
After Lin Xiao left, Meng Fanxue sat alone in her wheelchair, her hands gripping the armrests tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
A gentle breeze swept through the garden, and her gaze gradually lost focus as her mind filled with memories of the past.
She had recalled those hazy yet vivid memories time and time again.
She suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness, like an invisible net surrounding her, making it hard to breathe.
As Lin Xiao's footsteps faded into the distance, the garden returned to tranquility.
Meng Fanxue looked down at the book in her hands; the pages trembled slightly, as if telling of the turmoil in her heart.
A leaf drifted down onto her leg, and her gaze followed it, but her mind was filled with confusion.
On the other side, Lin Xiao sat quietly on the bench outside the door, watching the gardener tend the lawn. It wasn't until five o'clock that he got up and said goodbye to the housekeeper, having not received any instructions from Meng Fanxue.
The housekeeper was a woman around fifty years old with a serious expression; Meng Fanxue called her Aunt Zhao.
Aunt Zhao lifted her single eyelid to look at Lin Xiao, her lips pursed, and said coldly, "You shouldn't have angered Miss."
"After all, the young lady paid a high price to hire you to do this job, so you should stay true to your place and not overstep your bounds."
"Money is hard to earn, and life is tough. There's no such thing as a free lunch."
Lin Xiao looked at Zhao Ma, a polite smile on his lips, and nodded slightly.
"Yes. Thank you for your guidance, Aunt Zhao. Goodbye."
After taking a taxi back to Jiangda from Snow Dance Manor, Lin Xiao went straight to the third floor of the library.
Sure enough, he found Bai Youyou in the same place.
And a large group of her admirers.
Bai Youyou heard the familiar footsteps and her heart tightened. She looked up slightly and saw the familiar figure.
She quickly lowered her head again, appearing calm and collected, but her occasional fidgeting with the pages betrayed her nervousness and unease.
Today she had a desk all to herself, and that annoying tall boy didn't bother her anymore.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Lin Xiao, as if she were secretly anticipating something.
Everyone else looked up at Lin Xiao, each with their own different reactions.
"It's him again. I really don't know what's so special about him that makes Bai Xiaohua keep paying attention to him."
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