"I'm going to hit you!" Fang Chengyin's face was frighteningly fierce, and the whip in her hand was like a sharp long snake, and suddenly it came towards Kong Wenjie.
"Miss!" Kong Wenjie dodged again in a hurry. But Fang Chengyin didn't stop at all, and whipped him one after another. Kong Wenjie could only dodge left and right in a panic. In fact, with his kung fu, it was not a problem to snatch the whip from Fang Chengyin. But there was a full bowl of pork bone soup in his lunch box. If he took the whip, the pork bone soup would surely spill, so he didn't dare to take it. He held the lunch box in both hands, dodged the whip clumsily and embarrassedly, and screamed with his teeth bared. "Miss! It's me! I'm here to bring you the pork bone soup! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me now!"
Suddenly, she heard that someone was here to deliver pork bone soup. Fang Chengyin's heart ached, her wrist lost strength, and the whip fell to the ground with a "snap".
"Ouch!" Kong Wenjie finally stood firm. He wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. He looked at Fang Chengyin pitifully. "Miss, why are you using me as a living target?"
He thought Fang Chengyin was joking with him.
Fang Chengyin glared at him fiercely. She turned around and walked back into the house, saying to the little maid who was still kneeling on the ground and trembling, "There is nothing for you to do. Please leave."
"Oh! Yes, yes, yes! I'll take my leave." Ah Tao was so happy as if she had heard of an amnesty that she hurriedly trotted out.
"What...what happened?" Kong Wenjie looked at Ah Tao stumbling out, and then at the fallen lotus leaves on the ground. He realized something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it. He followed Fang Chengyin into the room. He couldn't spend too much time outside. It was only because Pang Yi came back that he dared to go back to the government office. He had to hurry back to Nanshan Villa.
"Miss, I made you some pork bone soup. I know you like mushrooms, so I added some..." Kong Wenjie was a little embarrassed but very attentive as he followed Fang Chengyin into the house. However, when he saw the several plates of food on the table, he was stunned and looked at Fang Chengyin, "You...you didn't eat today?"
There was food on the table, and another meal on the tray, which was obviously two meals, but the food had not been touched. It was obvious that Fang Chengyin had not eaten all day.
"Guard Kong, do you have something to say?" Fang Chengyin sat on the chair and looked at Kong Wenjie coldly, "If you have something to say, then say it. If not, then get out of here."
Kong Wenjie: “…”
It was the first time in his life that he heard a woman swear, and it came from Fang Chengyin's mouth. For a moment, Kong Wenjie was a little overwhelmed.
"Are you angry?" Even if Kong Wenjie was not very romantic, he could sense that something was wrong with Fang Chengyin. She clearly didn't have this attitude towards him before, especially since they went to Changbai Mountain, their relationship had become even closer. Although neither of them had made it clear, Kong Wenjie could feel it. Although he was a little slow in terms of feelings, he was not stupid.
"You're really nosy," Fang Chengyin snorted, and sneered, "But whether I'm angry or not, is it your business? Why should you, a mere guard, care whether a rich lady like me is angry or not?"
Knowing that Fang Chengyin must have encountered something and was feeling uncomfortable, Kong Wenjie couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he heard her say that. No matter what, his background was like this, but Fang Chengyin was really a world of difference. In the past, Chen Qingxuan was at least a scholar, and if he passed the imperial examination in the future, his status would be very different, but he was just a rough man with no culture, and he would probably be just a guard until his death.
"Even if you feel bad, you still have to eat. You've just been injured, so you should take care of yourself," Kong Wenjie lowered his head and opened the food box. He carefully took out the large soup bowl and placed it on the table. He then said to Fang Chengyin, "It's been simmered for nearly two hours. It tastes good. Drink more."
Fang Chengyin looked at the soup bowl that was almost as big as a small pot, and smelled the strong bone aroma. Her nose suddenly felt sore. She turned her face away, fearing that Kong Wenjie would see her cowardice. She stiffened her neck and said, "I don't want to drink the soup you stewed. Take it away quickly."
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