Among the four sisters of Spring, Sumr, Autumn, and Winter, Xia He was the coldest, quietest, and the least knowledgeable about matters of love and romance.
But knowing little did not an she understood nothing.
The mont she realized, she knew it was not a firearm.
As for what was in her own hands...
Xia He widened her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, her breath caught in her throat as if even the air around her had ceased to flow. In her daze, the young girl stiffened like one possessed, completely at a loss.
"Are you an idiot? Get up!"
Although the other person was a beautifully exquisite, cold beauty, the pain was ultimately a hundred tis more severe than any so-called pleasure, causing Jiang Shouzhong to break out in cold sweat and hiss angrily.
He now understood that none at Silver Moon Tower were normal, except for Qiuye!
Seeing Xia He standing still like a statue, Jiang Shouzhong, his anger wholly ignited, cursed under his breath and, seizing the mont of her distraction, pushed the young girl off him with all his might, despite the pain.
Only then did Xia He co to her senses, pulling her hand back as if shocked, a faint blush spreading over her usually pale, cold cheeks.
But suddenly she rembered the task the madam had assigned her. She bit her silver teeth and tried to lay back on top of the man—although the madam hadn’t specifically instructed her what to do, Jiang Shouzhong’s earlier advice had given her an answer.
At that mont, the man’s knee harshly jabbed into the young girl’s abdon.
Xia He grimaced in pain and stumbled backward.
Jiang Shouzhong also gritted his teeth in pain due to her excessive movents.
Although that pain could not truly harm the highly cultivated Xia He, the area that had been struck throbbed painfully, sapping her energy considerably. Before she could recover, her clothing was forcibly grabbed by the man’s large hand, and then she was thrown beneath him.
The positions of the two were reversed.
"Do you think I don’t have a temper!?"
Jiang Shouzhong tightened his grip on the woman’s delicate, fair neck, his expression ferocious, his eyebrows revealing a murderous aura, and the veins on his forehead bulged, adding to his fearso deanor.
Xia He was sowhat stunned.
Although she hadn’t known Jiang Shouzhong for long, she had always thought he was a gentle and mild-tempered man. She had not expected him to lose his temper so violently.
Yet Xia He was also stubbornly single-minded. A fierce light shot from her eyes. She lowered her head to bite his hand, but missed. Suddenly rembering that her cultivation was higher than his, she realized she needn’t resort to such foolish thods.
The young girl gathered her strength to break free, but in the next mont, a cold iron object was pressed against her forehead.
So the guy really did have a firearm.
Before the girl’s thoughts could settle, the gun moved lower, and with a loud bang, pillow stuffing and splintered wood flew everywhere. Debris scattered, and the loud noise left her ears ringing.
While the ringing in Xia He’s ears had not yet ceased, she suddenly t the man’s murderous, blood-red eyes, and she was montarily paralyzed by fear, her previous sharpness all but gone.
In the past, even when facing the madam’s anger, she had never felt as frightened as she did at this mont.
The noise from the firearm alerted Ran Qingchen outside, causing her complexion to change drastically. She forcefully pushed open the door, and upon seeing the scene inside, stood dumbfounded and gasped, "You... what are you doing..."
"Yes, believe your eyes, I am forcing myself on her!"
Jiang Shouzhong, furious, couldn’t be bothered to explain to the woman. He climbed off the bed and moved to the table, squatting by the chair. One hand soothed his abdon, careful not to touch it too lightly. The other hand clenched into a fist and pounded the chair, seeming to vent an internal frustration.
Shit!
This is definitely going to hurt for several days even if it isn’t broken.
Jiang Shouzhong was extrely distressed.
If Hong’er finds out about this, she’ll cry herself to death.
Even when he had accidentally grazed so skin off last ti, that girl had felt guilty and pained for a long ti.
Ran Qingchen glanced at Xia He, about to speak when she suddenly heard noises outside, signaling the household guards rushing to the scene. Therefore, she stepped outside to send everyone away.
Returning to the room, Ran Qingchen approached the man and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"
Jiang Shouzhong did not want to speak, resting his forehead on his arm to ease the pain.
Being squashed, pulled, and then yanked...
Even the bravest can’t endure such tornt.
Only now did Xia He realize she might have done sothing incredibly stupid and serious. Looking at Jiang Shouzhong’s pained expression, the young girl moved her lips, wanting to speak but stopping herself, standing to the side like a child who had made a mistake, not knowing what to do.
After a long while, the pain gradually subsided.
Jiang Shouzhong slowly sat up in the chair and pointed at Xia He, "Get back to your room, I won’t say it twice!"
Xia He, normally proud and untad except towards the madam, actually walked obediently out of the room as if she were a different person upon hearing Jiang Shouzhong’s blunt command.
Even Ran Qingchen, who understood Xia He’s temperant, found it sowhat inconceivable.
"How did you end up involving my aunt?"
Ran Qingchen poured a cup of tea and handed it to the man, noticing his face was covered with sweat, and offered him a handkerchief.
Jiang Shouzhong accepted the handkerchief and wiped his forehead, then irritably said, "Your aunt’s brain inherently lacks oxygen. I don’t know what got into her. If I could turn back ti, I would rather..."
Jiang Shouzhong, after all, did not say anything harsher.
Ran Qingchen bit her lip, hesitated for a mont, then softly said, "I’ll go see her tomorrow."
"Don’t."
Jiang Shouzhong waved his hand, "You going there would be like adding fuel to the fire. Although I don’t understand the whole situation between her and you, I can see that she doesn’t like you at all."
Ran Qingchen looked dejected.
"Nevermind, let’s take it one step at a ti." Jiang Shouzhong rubbed his forehead, looked up, and asked, "By the way, what did you co here for?"
"I..."
Ran Qingchen’s cheeks ward slightly.
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