No one knows better than him how kind and pure his sister is.
Many things, once started, there’s no chance to go back and restart. If it can be avoided, then it should be.
He never considered himself a good person, he’s done his share of dirty deeds and wouldn’t mind adding one more.
Pea was still stubbornly battling with her unruly noodles, oblivious to everything around her.
Wanxia lowered her head, and after the smile faded from her face, her features appeared faint, "Brother, if I can’t personally make the murderer experience despair, I might never dare to et... et Xia Qian in this life."
Her voice was sowhat hoarse, as if dried by the chilling winds of winter.
Mu Jin Huan’s eyes deepened, his voice calm as water, "I’ll do it clean and swift. Seeing you endure with Gu Shaozhi pains ."
No matter what his surna is now, he was once a ’Ji’, and Ji Wanxia will always be his sister in this lifeti.
Wanxia’s nose tingled with emotion, but when she looked up, her eyes blossod into a gentle smile, "Brother, I’m really fine."
Gu Shaozhi indulges her every request, there’s nothing to feel wronged about.
Mu Jin Huan looked at Wanxia smiling and didn’t insist further.
After drinking half a cup of tea, he said in a low voice, "Call if you need anything, even at midnight, I’ll co over."
That was what Mrs. Mu instructed him last night, and of course, it was also what he truly felt.
Wanxia smiled lightly in response, "Okay."
...
Mu Jin Huan’s flight back to Qing City was after seven.
As they were about to leave the restaurant, Pea waved her chubby little hand and softly said to Wanxia, "Goodbye, aunt, I’ll miss you."
Wanxia resisted the urge to hug the little girl again, standing in place waving, her voice and smile equally tender, "Goodbye, An Ge, auntie will visit you after a while."
"Okay," Pea nodded, holding out her pinky, "Let’s make a promise."
Wanxia was amused by Pea’s innocent gesture, she stepped closer to link pinkies, even stamping at the end, "Alright."
Mu Jin Huan noticed Wanxia’s reluctance to part, though his heart was full of words, he only said, "The autumn weather in An City can be quite variable, rember to add layers in the morning and evening so you don’t catch a cold."
Wanxia nodded in agreent, seeing him off, "Brother, take care on your way."
"Mm."
...
After the car’s tail lights disappeared from view, Wanxia took a deep breath and returned to the restaurant.
She didn’t do anything, just sat in a chair propping her chin with one hand, her gaze lightly observing the bustling street outside.
As dusk settled, the restaurant filled with more patrons.
When Wanxia snapped out of her reverie, she noticed that the previously empty seat across from her was now occupied by a man.
The astonishnt and surprise of a beauty also are beautiful.
Jin Sinan reclined lazily against his chair, sighing, "I suddenly feel sowhat defeated."
Wanxia didn’t understand what he ant.
"When I sat here, it wasn’t even six," Jin Sinan pushed back his shirt’s cuff to check his watch, "It’s now six twenty-seven, which ans that Jin Sinan, the one who has countless heiresses in An City queueing for a chance, sat opposite Miss Ji for half an hour unnoticed."
He was very serious, yet Wanxia burst into laughter.
She had seen narcissism before, but never like Jin Sinan’s.
The tea in the cup had long turned cold; Wanxia took only a sip before putting it back on the table.
Casually, she said, "I shouldn’t have, let apologize to Mr. Jin."
To be honest, Jin Sinan was indeed a bit vexed, wondering if, during this relatively short half-hour, his charm had diminished.
The beauty’s fine features showed little emotion, if anything seed a bit bland, and Jin Sinan put away his playful mindset, his voice low, "Not happy?"
The usually carefree ’playboy’ once serious can be particularly captivating.
Wanxia averted her eyes, gazing at the encroaching night outside, a faint smile hovered at her lips, yet never reaching her eyes.
Her answer was drawn out lazily, "Mm, a little."
Actually, she wasn’t particularly unhappy, just considering that from today onwards, there won’t be a cute little girl constantly calling out ’auntie’ to spoil; that realization left her slightly lost.
Habits are truly a terrifying thing.
As Wanxia was lost in thought, her wrist was grasped by the man’s warm hand, pulling her up to stand.
Watching Jin Sinan pick up her bag and call a waiter to settle the bill left her confused, "My brother already paid, what are you doing?"
Jin Sinan raised an eyebrow, "I’m taking you to a place that’s sure to cure your unhappiness; if it doesn’t work, I’ll perform a strip dance for you."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice, half mocking, half amused, rang out, "I didn’t know Mr. Jin had such a skill, quite unexpected."
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