Chi Yan raised an eyebrow. Although the other person's gaze was as cold and sharp as a knife, he was unmoved. He turned to Shen Tangning and said, "It's rare for us to come out for a stroll. I didn't expect to spoil your fun. Let's go back."
She lost interest and nodded in agreement.
Feng Zhiwen was a beat slow to react and tried to catch up, but Chi Yan turned and glanced at him: "The carriage can't be overloaded, you should run back."
Feng Zhiwen: "..."
Chi Jingyu stood alone in place, while Shen Xiwei, who had been watching from the side for a long time, slowly stepped forward and asked with feigned confusion, "Yulang, what are you looking at?"
Chi Jingyu looked away, her tone indifferent: "It's nothing, we've had enough of walking around, let's go back."
Shen Xi paused slightly, then smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say."
She lowered her head, and a smile had already crept onto her lips.
...
"On behalf of Zhiwen, I apologize to you."
Shen Tangning slightly lifted her eyelids, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Chi Yan, then leisurely propped her chin up and looked up at him: "It's not like you did anything wrong, why are you apologizing for him?"
Chi Yan lowered his eyebrows and looked quite puzzled: "He was a bit silly when he was young, but he was quite cute. I don't know how he turned out like this?"
She tilted her head slightly, a slight smile playing on her lips: "I originally thought he simply didn't like me, which is fine, after all, I'm not a banknote, I can't please everyone."
Chi Yan sat down and coldly snorted, "That kid has no taste!"
"Not necessarily." He looked at her with a puzzled expression, noticing a meaningful look in her eyes, and took a sip of tea before slowly saying, "I think it's more like she's been instigated by someone."
He frowned, about to ask a question, when footsteps sounded outside the door. Yuan Zhao hurried in, his expression serious, and went straight to the point:
"Master, the person who pushed you outside the temple has been found. He was acting on the orders of Shen Xiwei."
Chi Yan looked up in surprise: "Shen Xiwei?"
Shen Tangning put down her teacup, her eyes clear and sharp: "My second younger sister is really a restless one."
She just couldn't figure out how Feng Zhiwen and Shen Xiwei had gotten together.
——
The maid trimmed the candle, and Jiang Qingyue raised her hand: "Go to sleep."
After everyone left, she sat at the table, rested her hand on her forehead, closed her eyes, and fell into deep thought.
Feng Zhiwen doesn't seem like someone who can accomplish anything; it's just that if we place our hopes on him, he probably won't be able to cause any trouble.
As for Shen Xiwei, she managed to squander a winning hand, so she's probably more trouble than she's worth. She's definitely no match for Shen Tangning.
She wanted to escape, but something was still missing.
The window creaked softly, as if blown open by the wind. Jiang Qingyue ignored it at first, but after a few moments, a chill ran down her spine. She subtly removed the hairpin from her hand and whirled around: "Who is it!"
Someone sat on the windowsill, almost blending into the darkness. The flickering candlelight cast a dim glow on his face, making him difficult to discern. He glanced over casually and asked, "Miss Jiang, would you like to leave?"
The hairpin in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. Jiang Qingyue stared wide-eyed in horror, as if she had seen a ghost.
"It's...it's you!"
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