Leng Chuanjin looked at Xia Sanghuan's face. His heart felt as if it was tightly squeezed by a hand, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.
And the owner of that hand was the girl right in front of him.
"You should go."
The girl repeated it again.
She broke free from his embrace, took a step back, and then stepped aside to make way for him.
He knew this was her last concession. If he stayed any longer, she might call her father and elder brother to "invite" him out.
He walked to the door and then turned back to look at her.
"I'll come to see you again."
After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out.
It was not until his footsteps completely faded away outside the door that Xia Sanghuan slumped to the ground as if all her strength had left her.
"Sanghuan, you..."
After Jiang Zimo pushed the door open, he saw the pitch - black room in front of him. He reached out and turned on the light.
Seeing the motionless girl crouching on the ground, he quickly walked over.
"Sanghuan, are you feeling unwell?"
He helped her up from the ground.
"I'm fine."
The girl shook her head.
"I'm just a bit dizzy."
After she stood up, she staggered.
Jiang Zimo was quick - witted and caught her in his arms just in time to prevent her from falling to the ground.
A faint fragrance wafted into the girl's nostrils, accompanied by a hint of the smell of ointment.
It was a completely different feeling from Leng Chuanjin.
She bit her lips and secretly cursed herself for still thinking about that man. She was so weak - willed.
"Thank you, senior."
She leaned on his arm and stood up straight.
"A bit dizzy? Are you running a fever?"
Before she could react, a warm hand landed on her forehead.
After touching her smooth and slightly cool forehead, Jiang Zimo let out a slight sigh of relief.
"Could it be low blood sugar?"
Looking at his furrowed brows and worried expression, the girl's mood improved a bit.
"It's okay. I just stood up too quickly."
"Are you sure?"
He still couldn't feel completely at ease.
"Of course. I'm a medical student. How could I not know this?"
To stop him from worrying, she blinked and joked with him.
Seeing that she really seemed okay, he finally let out a complete sigh of relief.
"Where are my dad and the others?"
The girl took two unnoticeable steps back, away from his embrace.
She couldn't be blamed for this. After all, she still had a bit of an aversion to this kind of action.
Moreover, Jiang Zimo was of the opposite sex.
"They've gone to get your dinner."
Noticing her movement, his eyes darkened.
"They'll be back soon."
"So they asked me to take care of you for a short while."
"I see..."
The girl replied absent - mindedly.
Her father and the others were being too over - protective of her. Although she didn't mind, it could be a bit of a hassle sometimes.
She let out a helpless sigh.
"Sanghuan, what did you and Brother Chuanjin talk about just now?"
Jiang Zimo turned his head to look at the night sky outside the window and asked casually.
Xia Sanghuan didn't notice anything amiss in his tone. She shrugged.
"I just wished him a happy engagement."
But your appearance just now didn't seem to match your words.
He looked down at the forced relaxed expression on her face and in the end, he couldn't bring himself to ask.
The two of them chatted aimlessly for a few sentences. Before long, her father, elder brother, and elder sisters came back with dinner.
Her father seemed to like Jiang Zimo very much. Before leaving, he even stuffed a boxed meal into his hands.
"This was made by the best chef in our Fu family. Try it."
Jiang Zimo put on that familiar, gentle and elegant smile on his face again.
He didn't decline but happily accepted the boxed meal.
"Thank you, Uncle."
After politely thanking him, he backed out.
"Honest kids like this are more likable."
After Jiang Zimo left, Fu Zeming said meaningfully.
"Right?"
He was pouring soup for his youngest daughter as he spoke.
"Right, right."
"Correct, correct."
Fu Lingshi, Fu Moning, and Fu Youqing quickly nodded in agreement.
Since this incident happened, her father had taken an instant dislike to Leng Chuanjin.
Even the apology gifts sent by the Leng family to the Fu family were mercilessly returned.
It could be said that he didn't give Leng Chuanjin any face at all.
"He's much better than that Leng kid."
Fu Zeming snorted and placed the luke - warm soup in front of his youngest daughter.
Xia Sanghuan looked at her indignant father and could only smile helplessly.
To be honest, when she heard Leng Chuanjin confirm her suspicion, it would be a lie to say she wasn't sad.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have cried so bitterly.
But after venting her emotions and looking at her family in front of her, she felt that some things weren't such a big deal.
It was just that she wouldn't be able to get over this hurdle for a while.
...
"Are you still not done?"
Leng Chuanjin impatiently tugged at his tie impatiently and didn't even bother to look at Shen Ruoyan, who was standing in front of him in a wedding dress.
"Brother Chuanjin, why are you acting like this?"
Shen Ruoyan put her hands on her hips and pouted discontentedly.
However, the man wasn't impressed.
He called Yun Ye over, took the water cup he handed over, and tilted his head to drink all the water in it.
"I'm warning you for the last time. Don't call me that."
He looked up at this eccentric woman.
However, Shen Ruoyan seemed not to hear and still kept calling him "Brother Chuanjin" on her own.
Rather than acting coquettishly, she seemed to be trying to disgust him.
If that was really her intention, then congratulations to her for succeeding. Leng Chuanjin was so disgusted that he barely ate anything for lunch.
At first, Shen Siyuan just asked him to come and cooperate in taking a photo. But when he got to the scene, he was suddenly given a whole bunch of arrangements.
Looking at the schedule in his hand, he realized that he had been played by these two women.
He kept a cold face throughout the photo - taking process and didn't care at all that this was an "engagement" ceremony.
Except for the photographer who had no choice but to do his job, no one at the scene dared to meet his eyes.
Even the lively Shen Ruoyan didn't dare to joke around with him.
It was not until she found out that although Leng Chuanjin had a bad temper, he wouldn't do anything substantial that she gradually let loose.
And so, a set of "wedding photos" was taken in such a depressing atmosphere.
When Fu Lingshi called him, he was having his makeup retouched by the stylist with a gloomy face.
After seeing the name displayed on the phone screen, he stood up without hesitation and walked straight to the window.
He pressed the answer button and then waved at the stylist, signaling him to go out.
To be honest, rather than hearing the latest investigation progress from Fu Lingshi, he was more eager to hear something about Xia Sanghuan.
And his friend fulfilled his wish.
When he heard that Sanghuan wanted to see him, his dormant heart finally started to beat again.