Tong Di stood close to Lin Qingwan, afraid of hurting her, and took a punch from Jiang Zhenlin. She licked her burning cheek and looked cold in the eye.
Lin Qingwan was startled and exclaimed, glaring at Jiang Zhenlin, "What's wrong with you now!"
"Who let you in!"
"roll!"
Jiang Zhenlin's lips were tightly pressed together. That punch had finally released a burst of pent-up anger, but Lin Qingwan's cold and hateful eyes made him feel suffocated, as if he were being mercilessly struck by a heavy hammer.
But when his gaze fell on the wound on her arm, the gruesome and conspicuous scar made him suppress his anger.
“It’s Chinese New Year today, don’t tell me to get lost.” His voice was hoarse. “We are family, no matter what happens, we will bring you home.”
Jiang Zhenlin lowered his gaze slightly, his whole body stiff as a stone.
Lin Qingwan was surprised, and a dense, sharp pain welled up in her heart.
She thought she had long since given up on her expectations of them, that she would never fall in love again. But hearing Jiang Zhenlin's restrained, hoarse words, she realized she wasn't as strong as she thought.
A family?
To take you home?
If she had heard these words on her very first day back at the Prime Minister's residence, things might have been different.
She took a deep breath. "I made it clear when I left the flower garden that I don't want to go back to the Prime Minister's residence, and it's none of your business."
"Jiang Zhenlin, I'm begging you, please don't show your face in front of me."
Jiang Zhenlin's pupils felt as if they had been pierced by a thorn. This was the first time she had ever spoken softly to him!
He hadn't slept all night after learning that she had saved the entire Prime Minister's residence. He felt that he had been a bit mean to her in the past, but he also blamed her for being stubborn.
However, he still chose to forgive Lin Qingwan, believing that her closeness to outsiders stemmed from their harsh treatment of her. He reasoned that if he treated her better, giving her more money and jewelry, and letting her experience the goodness of a young lady from the Prime Minister's household, she wouldn't be so easily deceived by outsiders.
So he willingly gave her his red envelope and spoke to her with a smile.
But what about Lin Qingwan? She locked them outside and left them so close to a guard!
Jiang Zhenlin glared at Tong Di, "You're angry with me because of him?"
"Who is he? You're asking him to change your medicine? Is Mu Xue dead?!"
He held back again and again, saying, "Lin Qingwan, I was wrong to you before. I was impulsive and spoke harshly, which made you unhappy. You can argue with me, you can scold me, but you are a young lady of the Jiang family. You can't belittle yourself like this."
Lin Qingwan suddenly sneered, "Self-deprecation? You can't keep up the act anymore?"
"Young Master Jiang, in your eyes I am just a person who ruins the Jiang family's reputation and has no self-control. Why do you have to humble yourself and be subservient to me? The more you pretend to be uncomfortable, the more uncomfortable I feel."
Jiang Zhenlin had never found her words so hurtful before. "I..."
Lin Qingwan thought he would go crazy, after all, Young Master Jiang was never the type to suffer a loss.
However, Jiang Zhenlin tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes as if to calm the turmoil in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, he said, "I will change in the future and will not always scold you."
"Come home with us."
He choked for a moment, then reached out and grabbed her wrist, his eyes stinging at the blood-stained bandage. "The new doctor at home is quite good. Let him treat your wound."
"You, ride in my carriage."
His wishful thinking made Lin Qingwan feel that their past relationship was simply a sibling quarrel, and that a few kind words would make them love each other again.
However, she avoided Jiang Zhenlin's hand.
Jiang Zhenlin expected to miss, but her dodging movements were so obvious that his breathing became heavy again.
"Are you done talking? If you are, then get out."
"Lin Qingwan!" Jiang Zhenlin's eyes widened in fury.
Seeing him clench his fist, Tong Di suddenly stepped in front of Lin Qingwan, "Young Master Jiang, she has made herself clear enough."
"This is not the Prime Minister's residence, and I will not let you run wild again."
Jiang Zhenlin gets angry whenever he sees him; it's because of him that Lin Qingwan refuses to go home!
Even without Tong Di, he would have risked his life to save Lin Qingwan that day!
Jiang Zhenlin's dramatic change today was not only due to Lin Qingwan saving the entire Prime Minister's residence, but also primarily because of what happened in the flower garden that day.
He hated himself for being less skilled and capable than others. If it weren't for Tong Di, he probably wouldn't have even been able to find Lin Qingwan's body!
Although she brought all of this upon herself, she was his elder sister.
How could he be killed like a plaything by Prince Jing? How could he!
He stared directly at Tong Di. "You have no right to keep her here! I'll say it again, she's a daughter of the Jiang family, my own elder sister, Jiang Zhenlin! Whether she's injured or dead, she should stay in the Prime Minister's residence. It has nothing to do with you!"
"Don't think you can trick her into staying with you by being nice to her. The Jiang family isn't without its own members!"
"You're just a guard. You're no different from that man surnamed Ruan; you're not even qualified to covet her!"
The word "desire" made Tong Di blush, and she almost dared not look him in the eye. "How dare you say she's your older sister? I didn't know before, but wasn't it you who almost paralyzed her last time?"
Jiang Zhenlin's heart skipped a beat, "I..."
I didn't mean to.
Tong Di added, "You repeatedly stopped Commander Xiao from setting her bones, and I haven't seen many people in the Prime Minister's residence who truly care about her!"
"Why did you bring her back? She's just someone you can scold and punish whenever you're unhappy!"
Jiang Zhenlin's temples throbbed. "That's for her own good! To prevent her from being deceived by you treacherous people!"
Jiang Zhenlin threw a punch, which Tong Di parried with a palm strike. Both men were furious and ready to explode at any moment.
Lin Qingwan stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Zhenlin's arm. Because she grabbed it too hard, blood gushed out of the wound again. "Jiang Zhenlin, let go of him!"
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