Chapter 375: The Angry Warlords of the Republic of China vs. the Educated and Well-mannered Overseas Daughter 31
Quan Jiu was carrying a bag of fruit as he passed by the man who was turned away, with no sympathy in his eyes.
Xu Danbin was sitting on a chair in the hospital corridor. The wound he suffered last night had become festered and oozing blood because it had not been disinfected. Dried blood was still on his face. It was obvious that he had been guarding the door all night and had not left, completely forgetting that he was also a wounded patient.
Seeing Quan Jiu, he hurriedly stood up and wanted to pull her, but then he remembered that his hands were dirty and quickly stopped.
"Miss Liu, could you please persuade Manqing on my behalf..."
Xu Danbin looked at her with longing eyes.
Quan Jiu stopped, his eyes sharp and complicated:
"Why, now you want to marry her again?"
Without waiting for Xu Danbin to answer, her next words became sharper, even a little harsh.
"I'm curious, Mr. Xu, do you truly love her, or do you simply have no place to vent your sympathy for her and want to marry her to demonstrate your noble and flawless saintly heart?"
This time, Xu Danbin did not hesitate at all, and his dark eyes looked firmly at Quan Jiu.
"I'm very sure that I really like Manqing."
The usually weak scholar straightened his back, his clear and clean black eyes were full of determination. Quan Jiu tried to read a hint of hesitation and retreat in his eyes, but failed.
The coldness around her dissipated a little: "It's useless if you like it."
Kong Manqing clearly didn't want to continue arguing with him.
Xu Danbin also understood this truth, and he slumped down in his chair like a deflated ball, unable to recover.
Quan Jiu walked around him and entered the ward.
In the ward, Kong Manqing was half-sitting on the bed, staring blankly out the window. When she heard footsteps, she turned around and said, "You're here."
Her mental state was much better than Quan Jiu had imagined. If it weren't for her pale face, most people would probably think she had just caught a cold.
"Are you afraid I'll commit suicide?"
Kong Manqing spoke softly with a calm expression.
Quan Jiu was indeed afraid.
His body was severely torn and bleeding profusely. There were more than twenty wounds all over his body, and the red marks from being whipped covered his entire body.
When Quan Jiu entered the room, there were several wine bottles scattered on the ground, with dried blood on the bottle mouths, and several men lying on the bed.
If it were many other girls, they would have probably committed suicide last night.
Kong Manqing got the answer from her silence, smiled calmly and shook her head:
"No, we've gotten through the most difficult times. The days ahead won't be any worse than last night."
Opera singers all pay attention to body management. Kong Manqing, as the most popular young actress, is even more strict with herself. She has a small frame to begin with, and after being sick for two days, her wrists have become so thin that the bones can be seen.
She was too slender and fragile, so Quan Jiu often felt that a gust of wind could blow her away.
She thought of the person outside the door and took the initiative to speak: "Xu Danbin is still at the door."
"I know."
Kong Manqing's eyes flashed and she suddenly changed the subject.
"My story has spread all over Jincheng, right?"
Quan Jiu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Kong Manqing seems weak and vulnerable, but she is actually very smart.
She asked Si Jinnian to completely block the news about what happened last night, but it was too late. Before they broke into the bedroom, the two men had already left and spread the news.
How honorable it is to sleep with the most popular person in Jincheng.
The two men boasted to everyone they met, using vulgar and obscene language to describe to other gossipers how beautiful and charming Kong Manqing was in bed.
Kong Manqing's eyes dimmed. Not wanting Quan Jiu to see her disappointment, she forced a smile:
"In fact, many people in the opera world are not clean behind the scenes. When they meet a big boss who supports them, they can't resist the temptation of money and go astray."
As the most popular actress, many people traveled thousands of miles to Jincheng just to listen to her sing.
"Many people want to keep me, and the conditions they offer are very tempting. One is willing to give me the position of wife, and another is willing to use ten shops to let me be his secret lover..."
Kong Manqing smiled weakly and shook her head when she said this.
"But I didn't agree."
"I like singing opera. I just want to come with a clear conscience and leave with a clear conscience."
Once it is linked to money, everything you like will become distorted.
A trace of heartache flashed in Quan Jiu's eyes.
Kong Manqing had no background and was an orphan. She was adopted by the owner of a Peking Opera theater. She started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, and went on stage at the age of ten. She has been singing opera for twelve years.
A beautiful woman who is cherished by everyone is like a lamb surrounded by wolves in troubled times. She is terrified with every step she takes.
However, overnight, everything she had held on to all her life was gone.
All the character and integrity she was proud of became a joke.
A trace of sadness and mockery flashed across Kong Manqing's eyes:
"When people discuss me from now on, I'm afraid it won't be about how good my acting is, but how many men slept with me last night..."
She persevered and worked hard silently.
She practiced the boy's kung fu for fifteen years.
No one cares anymore.
Quan Jiu was not good at comforting people, so at this moment, she could only remain silent.
In the face of endless grief and heaviness, no matter what she said, it seemed too weak.
People have such bad nature. When Kong Manqing was that aloof, pure and cold fairy, everyone admired her enthusiastically and thought she was out of reach. But when she fell from the altar, everyone felt balanced in an instant.
So what if she's a fairy?
That's all.
She is so dirty, not even as dirty as us ordinary people.
Many people even tried to gain a sense of superiority by stepping on Kong Manqing.
In the end, they didn't even care who Kong Manqing was.
Empty human beings just need a tool to make themselves feel superior.
And Kong Manqing just happened to become that tool.
Quan Jiu was silent for a long time before he said softly:
"So you don't want to implicate Xu Danbin, fearing that if he marries you, he'll be laughed at for the rest of his life?"
Second-hand goods, broken shoes, she had heard a lot of these words on the way to the hospital today.
Kong Manqing lowered her eyes and stared at her hands:
"I'm already rotten, there's no reason for him to sacrifice his life too."
She had to endure the rumors alone. There was no need for Xu Danbin, such a good person, to stay in hell with her.
When Kong Manqing thought of the person outside the door, tenderness appeared in her eyes for the first time:
"Ms. Liu, he is actually a very good person."
Quan Jiu: "But he failed to protect you."
Xu Danbin is too weak.
Kong Manqing shook her head: "You are a person who admires the strong, so only a man like the Third Master can attract you, but I am different."
Quan Jiu expressed his understanding.
After all, different people have different tastes.
Kong Manqing looked at the small window outside the ward, where a tall figure had been standing for a long time.
She curled her lips gently: "The Third Master is here to pick you up."
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