Before Sisi could say anything, a fragrant melon seed was placed in her little mouth, followed by meeting Helian You's dark and bright eyes.
"Little princess, ignore them."
The child's voice was earnest, even a little serious, and Helian You noted it down in his mental notebook:
My uncle said, "Don't argue with a fool."
He beats up bad people with foul mouths and malicious intentions every time he sees them. Little princess, there's no need to be afraid, so there's no need to waste words with these people. They don't deserve it.
"Huh? Okay, okay."
Sisi is so well-behaved, with a rosy little face, fluttering eyelashes like palm-leaf fans, and grape-like, moist eyes.
She glanced apologetically at Nan Rongqing and said, "Oh, Master, my grandfather and third brother told me not to let Sisi talk to you."
“Brother Jinghua, Zijin, Zijin…”
Seeing that things were about to end like this, Lin Zijing was unwilling to let it go. Was she really going to let her shoulder get hit for nothing?
She turned around, her eyes blurry with tears, and looked pitifully at Nanrong Jinghua, hoping that Nanrong Jinghua would say a word for her.
"Grandpa, you should go back first."
Nan Rong Jinghua didn't look at Lin Zijin, but at Nan Rongqing who spoke in a gentle voice, his tone calm but still polite.
Nan Rongqing was just looking for a way to save face, and Nan Rongjinghua's words were practically giving her that opportunity. How could Nan Rongqing possibly let that pass her by?
She lifted her wide, loquat-sleeved robe and coughed lightly to ease her embarrassment.
"Then I'll take my leave now. As for your marriage with Zijing..."
“Grandpa.”
Nan Rong Jinghua, in a deep voice, intended to interrupt Nan Rong Qing. Her cold expression furrowed, and her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the little girl.
Seeing the little girl blinking her eyes and looking at him curiously, he figured she hadn't heard what the old man had just said, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
His gaze, hidden beneath the long silk robe, fell upon the little ones surrounding Lin Zijing, and he spoke softly.
"Everyone, please return to your seats."
The little rascals dared not disobey Nan Rong Jinghua's orders, and one by one they obediently returned to their seats.
The chubby boy watched as his friends left one by one, then looked up and saw the teacher's slightly frosty face. He lowered his head and obediently returned to his seat.
"Brother Jinghua..."
When Lin Zijing saw Nan Rongqing's attitude towards marriage, she panicked. How could this be?
Could it really be as she suspected, that Brother Jinghua really had that strange fetish and was unwilling to marry her because she was too old?
What can I do? Can I ask my mother to put me back into the womb?
Nan Rong Jinghua's gaze fell on Lin Zijin. His eyes were cold and frosty, like snow that wouldn't melt in the dead of winter, chilling Lin Zijin to the bone.
Nan Rongqing knew her grandson was no longer angry, so she sighed softly and gave Lin Zijing a reassuring look. Lin Zijing then lowered her head, biting her lip and remaining silent.
Nan Rongqing spoke a few more words to Nan Rongjinghua before leaving with a reluctant Lin Zijin.
Before leaving, Lin Zijin turned back several times, biting her lip as she looked at Nan Rong Jinghua. Her beautiful oval face and eyes held a mixture of infatuation, reluctance, and some other complex emotions.
Nan Rongling didn't even glance at Lin Zijing, but turned around and strode onto the two platforms.
While munching on fragrant sunflower seeds, Sisi got a complete view of Lin Zijing's appearance.
The chubby little hands patted her third brother's hand, her little face glowing with gossip.
"Third brother, did you see that? It's that damned love again, tsk tsk tsk."
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