By the time Han Lingxi recalled the incident, the one-sided beating had already ended, and the thugs had fled in terror, their heads in their hands.
"Brother Haoran."
Han Lingxi's voice suddenly rang out in the crowd, interrupting Tong Lan, who was about to step forward to express her gratitude.
Lu Haoran, of course, did not notice Tong Lan's actions. Instead, he turned to look at Han Lingxi in disbelief, staring blankly at her, unable to believe that the girl he had been longing to see in June was now standing in front of him.
"Xi'er?"
Lu Haoran unconsciously walked forward and approached Han Lingxi. The person blocking the two of them also consciously moved away, probably because they were intimidated by Lu Haoran's performance just now and were still very afraid of him.
"I need to go down the mountain to gain experience, but I don't know where to go, so I came to find you."
Han Lingxi smiled sweetly and looked up at Lu Haoran.
"Ding! Affection +5, Total Affection 80."
"It's good that you're looking for me."
Lu Haoran also grinned foolishly, looking rather dazed, completely oblivious to the loophole in Han Lingxi's words. How could she know he was here? Moreover, Han Lingxi didn't bring the Skyhawk they had raised together when they were children, the one that could distinguish between the two of them by their scent.
"Lingxi, you must be tired after traveling such a long way. Come and rest at my house."
Tong Mengzhi couldn't stand their affectionate way of looking at each other and interrupted their deep gaze.
"Oh, right, Xi'er, you must be tired. Go and rest."
Tong Mengzhi's words reminded Lu Haoran that Han Lingxi must be very tired from her journey, so he should let her rest first.
"Okay, then I'll take my leave."
Han Lingxi readily agreed, and when her eyes met Tong Lan's, a deep, unreadable meaning flashed in both of their eyes.
Tong Lan treated them as warmly as she had in her previous life, but Lu Haoran, whose mind was focused on Han Lingxi, did not notice the resemblance between Tong Lan and his mother.
"Haoran, do people from prestigious families like yours get engaged very early? I wonder if you're married yet?"
Tong Lan pretended to know nothing and asked, because in this world, lifespan is extended according to cultivation level, so the age for marriage is not fixed. As an elder, it was not impolite for her to ask this question.
Of course, Tong Lan wasn't truly ignorant. When Tong Mengzhi sent her news about Lu Haoran, she had someone investigate him thoroughly. This wasn't difficult for Tong Lan, since all her former lovers were still around. It wouldn't be hard to find a few who considered themselves devoted and loyal to her. Otherwise, how could a weak woman like her, who couldn't even kill a chicken, have safely raised Tong Mengzhi and her brother? As for the scene just now, it was naturally arranged in advance.
Han Lingxi broke off the engagement when Lu Haoran was down on his luck. Even though Lu Haoran was magnanimous, he couldn't be completely indifferent. Her purpose was to remind Lu Haoran how he was treated back then. This method of sowing discord wasn't very clever, but it was extremely effective.
Han Lingxi couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had met Lu Haoran in the small lake behind the mountain when she first arrived in this world. If she hadn't gained Lu Haoran's trust back then, she didn't know how much effort she would have had to put in to gain his trust.
"She hasn't gotten married yet."
Lu Haoran's simple reply made him notice Han Lingxi's shame and her burying of her head on the table. His tone turned cold, but since Tong Lan hadn't meant it, he couldn't be too rude to her.
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