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??Chapter 227: I knew it was him

Chapter 227: I knew it was him

Shang Jing turned his head towards ng Fan and shot her a look, indicating for her to let go.

ng Fan released her hand, “Let’s talk properly, no tricks.”

First, Shang Jing straightened the clothes that ng Fan had disheveled, then cleared his throat a few tis, “If I had told you before, you probably would have been angry, but now that you are already with your elder brother, I assu you wouldn’t mind.”

Wen Zhi slightly furrowed her brows, feeling sowhat uneasy as Shang Jing spoke.

At that mont, Shang Jing said, “After you gave these Buddha Beads to my mom, she turned around and gave them to , and it just so happened that my elder brother was being promoted at the ti, so my mom suggested that I give the Buddha Beads to my elder brother as a gift.”

He paused there.

ng Fan looked at Wen Zhi’s reaction.

Her hands resting on her legs clenched and unclenched repeatedly, her fingertips trembling slightly, and even her hanging eyelashes quivered.

Wen Zhi’s emotions were in disarray!

ng Fan was nervous, yet felt that Shang Jing hadn’t finished speaking, so she urged him, “And then?”

Shang Jing shook his head, “That’s it.”

After a long silence, Wen Zhi asked, “Did he accept it?”

“Of course, he did,” Shang Jing said, “that’s also why I agreed to get them back for you, but then reneged and tricked you. If the Buddha Beads had really been with my mom, I could have gotten them back for you imdiately, but unfortunately, they had been given to my elder brother…”

At this point, Shang Jing’s tone was sowhat sighing, “If it wasn’t for the fact that you were so righteous afterward, helping

out of a tough spot, making

feel guilty, how could I possibly have the nerve to ask my elder brother to return these Buddha Beads!”

After finishing, Shang Jing also looked to see Wen Zhi’s reaction.

Wen Zhi showed no reaction.

She looked down, making it impossible for anyone to see her actual expression, let alone what she was thinking.

“Wen Zhi?” Shang Jing called out.

Wen Zhi suddenly looked up, “Anything else?”

“Really, that’s it,” Shang Jing shrugged, an honest look on his face, “I’ve said everything I needed to, and rember the promise you made just now, I need to find my mom soon.”

“Okay…”

Wen Zhi felt so bewildered that she could not even rember what she had just promised Shang Jing, only that she had agreed.

She truly couldn’t recall.

Because at that mont, her mind was completely blank.

Before this, she had considered many possibilities, but she had never expected the Buddha Beads to have been given to Shang Hexing.

So…

Those absurd, ridiculous dreams again and again, those countless intimate monts, were all because Shang Hexing had the Buddha Beads…

If the first shared dream was an accident, then every subsequent entry into the dream, he knew, wearing the Buddha Beads could let him share dreams with her…

He had always known.

And the Buddha Beads that Shang Jing had taken back were actually completely different ones.

The real Buddha Beads, the ones that could share dreams, had always been… with Shang Hexing!!

“ng Fan, drive back to the Wen Family,” Wen Zhi spoke again, her voice hoarse.

ng Fan was worried, and imdiately returned to the driver’s seat.

Only Shang Jing was left bewildered, “Why does everyone look so somber? Also, if you’re going ho, what about ?”

ng Fan pulled out twenty dollars from her purse and threw it to Shang Jing, “Get a taxi back yourself.”

Shang Jing caught the money and frowned, “Only twenty?”

“Twenty is enough for you to get ho.”

As she spoke, the car sped away.

Shang Jing stood by the roadside, pinching a twenty dollar bill, waving at the car exhaust in the air, puzzled, “Is twenty really enough?”

After that, Shang Jing hailed a taxi and got in, then asked, “Driver, can twenty dollars get

to the Triumphal Arch?”

Hearing the words “Triumphal Arch,” the driver turned to glance at Shang Jing.

Shang Jing felt awkward under the driver’s gaze, definitely thinking to himself how soone like him who takes taxis could enter Triumphal Arch.

Valuing his pride, Shang Jing said, “I’m going to do so plumbing work, the suitcase I had earlier contains all my tools.”

The driver shook his head.

Shang Jing asked, “Don’t believe ?”

He knew that if he said he lived in Triumphal Arch, the driver definitely wouldn’t believe him. He claid he was a plumber, and still, the driver didn’t believe him?!

Little did he know, the driver replied, “Twenty dollars isn’t enough.”

Shang Jing: “…” Damn, really not enough…

…

On the way back to the Wen Family, Wen Zhi suddenly had ng Fan change course to Lizhou Riverbank.

ng Fan wanted to stay with Wen Zhi, but Wen Zhi said, “I want to be alone and clear my head a bit.”

With these words, ng Fan had no choice but to suppress her own insistence.

After ng Fan returned to Lizhou Riverbank, Wen Zhi drove back to the Wen Family alone.

Her mind was too chaotic, groggy and it required her utmost concentration to safely drive back to the Wen Family. By the ti she parked the car, her legs were weak, and she got out without even properly parking the car.

Fang Rong saw Wen Zhi had returned again, this ti alone, and imdiately went up to check on Wen Zhi’s condition.

Looking exhausted to her limit, Wen Zhi waved her hand, stepped inside, and went upstairs: “Don’t bother , I just want to get so sleep…”

Fang Rong was still worried, and after Wen Zhi went upstairs, she quietly went to a secluded area to make a call.

She reported Wen Zhi’s current condition exactly as it was to the other side, which instructed her with a few words, to which Fang Rong nodded repeatedly, “I understand, I know, okay.”

After returning to her room, Wen Zhi lay down to sleep.

She turned her phone on silent mode, shutting out any disturbances, and slept until it was pitch black.

Until there was a knock on the door.

Wen Zhi jolted awake as if startled, her eyes snapping open.

The blackout curtains were drawn tight, and she didn’t know how long she had slept, nor whether it was dark outside.

At this mont, Fang Rong’s voice ca from outside the door: “Miss, that Mr. Shang is here.”