The man in white turned around and entered the Wu Garden, suddenly rembering sothing important halfway through.
"Oh no, I almost forgot."
He slapped his forehead, turned around, and dashed out of the Wu Garden, pursuing in the direction Feng Liyan had just left.
But after chasing for quite a distance, Feng Liyan was still nowhere in sight.
"How could she run so fast."
The man in white hurriedly took out his phone, trying to dial Feng Liyan’s number, but once again it indicated out of service.
"What the hell is wrong with this phone, not in service area again."
He put away the phone helplessly, feeling sowhat frustrated: "Finally, I ca here, and I actually forgot to tell him about the drunkard. Who knows when I’ll co next ti."
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"Brother Ye Qi..."
Wen Xiao’ai stopped in her tracks, calling out to Brother Ye Qi, who was walking ahead of her.
Ye Qi stopped as well, turning around to look at her, smiling as he asked, "What’s wrong? Are you tired from walking? If so, take a break, or should Brother Ye Qi carry you?"
The smile on Ye Qi’s face and his gentle tone made Wen Xiao’ai feel particularly uncomfortable.
She wished Ye Qi would lose his temper and scold her; it would make her feel better.
"Brother Ye Qi, I’m sorry..."
Ye Qi stepped forward, standing in front of Wen Xiao’ai, raised his hand to rub her small head, and softly asked:
"What’s wrong?"
"Brother Ye Qi, are you angry with Xiao’ai?" Wen Xiao’ai lowered her head slightly, gripping the hem of her clothes, her voice choked with emotion.
"No, Brother Ye Qi is really not upset."
"I didn’t an just now, I an before. Were you mad at Xiao’ai, is that why you avoided seeing ?"
"No, Liyan dragged to try breaking the curse, locking up for dozens of days, and it was only because the Clan Leader ca out that he let out." Ye Qi smiled helplessly,
"It’s my fault for not having ti to tell you, making you misunderstand."
He touched Wen Xiao’ai’s face, feeling a bit guilty: "Why have you suddenly lost so much weight?"
His eyes were filled with distress.
After hearing this, the guilt in Wen Xiao’ai’s heart lessened a bit, and she looked up at him: "Really? Did the curse on you get lifted?"
"Don’t worry, it won’t be a problem."
"So it ans it hasn’t been lifted yet..."
"Really, it’s fine. You see, doesn’t Zuo Yan live well for a millennium? He’s fine, so I will be too."
"I’m so bad, even after all you’ve been through, I just hit you. Brother Ye Qi, I didn’t an to hit you earlier, it was really not intentional..." Tears of guilt and remorse welled up in her eyes.
Wen Xiao’ai felt that Ye Qi was telling the truth.
Growing up just made her unhappy.
She had cried more in this period than she had in hundreds of years.
"I know, how could Xiao’ai bear to hit Brother Ye Qi."
"It hurt a lot, didn’t it? You even coughed up blood earlier." Wen Xiao’ai was consud by guilt and remorse.
She could hardly believe she had actually injured Brother Ye Qi.
"It really didn’t hurt; you see, I’m perfectly fine." Ye Qi smiled.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai still consud by guilt, he lifted his hand to pinch her cheek, smiling as he said, "Stop frowning, it’s not pretty, Xiao’ai looks best when smiling. When you don’t smile, it makes Brother Ye Qi unhappy too."
"But... I can’t smile."
Thinking about hitting Ye Qi, leaving Jun Moyan behind, and having to face the Clan Leader Granny upon returning, Wen Xiao’ai felt like a huge stone was weighing on her chest, suffocating and painful.
"Then close your eyes, Brother Ye Qi has a little gift for you, maybe it will make you happy."
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