1123: She Was Jealous, She Couldn't Be Provoked

She Was Jealous, She Couldn't Be Provoked

Situ Qianhui raised her head as if she had been wronged. Tears flowed out of her eyes. She was even more wrong than before.

The man felt helpless. If he had not met Ling'er, he might have fulfilled the marriage contract. But he had met Ling'er.

"Qianhui, you can go back."

After saying that, he continued walking.

Situ Qianhui did not give up and shouted, "Brother Jiu, I'm willing to be a child. As long as I can marry you and stay by your side, I can do it without any status."

In the country of Feng Yu, commoners could only marry one wife, nobles could marry two wives, and the president could marry one wife and three lower wives.

A lower wife was equivalent to an ancient concubine.

The man stopped walking and said without turning his head, "I don't want her to be wronged."

After saying that, he walked away.

Seeing the man leave without turning his head, Situ Qianhui's tears fell again.

Don't want her to be wronged?

He had never thought about whether she would suffer. She had waited for more than 20 years, but she get this result?

How could she accept this?

The man walked in and saw Ling'er sitting on the rattan chair, chatting with Xiao Jiu. He came to Ling'er and sat down. "Xiao Jiu, did you have fun?"

Xiao Jiu nodded. "I had fun. It's just that..." he glanced at Ling'er. "Grandma isn't happy."

When the man heard this, he turned his head to look at Ling'er. He noticed that she had picked up a book at the side and was reading it. Just now, she was chatting with Xiao Jiu. Now that when he was here...

"What's wrong?" He asked in a low voice.

"Is lunch ready?" Ling'er looked at the book in her hand and asked without lifting her eyes.

The man's eyes froze. This was the first time he had seen her speak to him like this. Thinking of Qian Hui, he said, "I'll get someone to prepare lunch." The man's expression changed.

The man stood up and got someone to prepare lunch.

Female servants placed the dishes on the table one by one.

Ling'er and Xiao Jiu sat down in front of the table one after another.

When the man picked up the dishes for her, she did not look up at him. Instead, she clenched her chopsticks and stuck them into the plate. She picked up the dishes and placed them into Xiao Jiu's bowl. Then, she instructed, "Xiao Jiu is growing. You have to eat more."

"Thank you, Grandma." Xiao Jiu picked up the food in the bowl and began to eat with relish.

If the man could not see that she was angry, then he would be an idiot.

After a meal, Ling'er did not say a word to the man, nor did she pay attention to the man.

After eating, Ling'er let Xiao Jiu take an afternoon nap. She went to her room to prepare for an afternoon nap.

The man did not rush to leave. Instead, he pushed open the door and walked in. He locked the door behind him.

He looked at Ling'er who was lying on the bed. He walked over and sat down by the bed.

Hearing the uneven breathing, he knew that Ling'er was not asleep. He called out, "Ling'er, I know you are not asleep."

Ling'er lay still. She did not even open her eyes. She replied indifferently, "I want to take a nap."

The man asked, "Did Qian Hui say something to you?" the man asked

Ling'er repeated, "I want to take a nap."

The man stared at Ling'er for a while, then his hands came to his front. He unbuttoned his shirt slowly and took off his coat. Then, he took off his shoes and turned around to lie beside her. Then, he turned his body sideways, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her back pressed against his chest.

"Ling'er, you're jealous."

The man's cold voice came from the top of his head, and there seemed to be some joy in it.

"I just don't want to be disturbed. who she is has nothing to do with me," Ling'er said faintly, but because of the strong heartbeat coming from her back, it disturbed her mind.

After so many years, the man had always hugged her and comforted her from the beginning when she was feeling uneasy.

The strange thing was...

Even though she did not have any memories of the past, after spending so much time with Ling'er, this was the first time he had seen her being jealous and throwing a tantrum. He was happy.

When the man heard Ling'er's sour tone, he said, "I treat her like a little sister. I don't have any romantic feelings for her."

"..."

Ling'er retorted, "Even if there are no romantic feelings, is there still a marriage contract?"

The man's body stiffened and he lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Although his tone was a little harsh and there was not much of a reaction, he opened his mouth and said, "The marriage contract was set by my father. It was broken off a long time ago." The man looked at the man in his arms.

Since he had said that, Ling'er asked another question, "You and she had a wedding before, right?"

The man was stunned when he heard that. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

After waiting for a while, Fu Tingyu was silent, Ling'er continued, "Actually, if you were married or had a family in the past, tell me clearly so that I understand. After all, people of our age do not care about the past, but I do not want to be a third party."

The man's hands tightened a little as if he was afraid. He explained, "Ling'er, I did not have a family in the past, and you are not a third party."

Ling'er turned around to look at the man. His face was really beautiful. His features were like a painting, and his features were well-defined. It had been so many years, but he did not seem to have changed much. It was as if his age had frozen.

On the other hand, she was a few years younger than him, but she did not look younger than him.

He had said before that when one's martial art strength reached Emperor level, the ageing of one's face would be ten times slower than that of an ordinary person.

Although she learned martial arts from him, she was still far from his level. Therefore, she would age faster than him.

Sometimes, she was thinking that in another ten years, the gap between the two would be even greater.

The man put her arms around the man's neck and buried her head in his neck. She called out in a low voice, "Ziqing, you're not lying to me, right?"

The man looked down at the person in his arms. More than twenty years had passed. From the first time he had seen her, he was surprised by just one look at her, until now where their bones and blood were connected. If they were separated, it would be equivalent to taking his life.

"You are the only woman I have from the beginning to the end."

"I don't care about anything else as long as you don't lie to me. I have nothing except for you now. If you lie to me too, I really have nothing."

Ling'er said slowly, she could not help but miss the days on the Qi mountain. Although he would not accompany her every day on the mountain, it was still more comfortable than this presidential manor.

The man hugged her tightly. He was even more afraid that she would not hesitate to leave him once she regained her memories.

Other than the responsibility that could not be shirked from his shoulders, he only had her.

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Two days had passed, but Qin Shu didn't receive any messages from her son yet. She was not in a hurry. After all, she was in an unfamiliar place and needed some time.

When she was free, she tidied up her little study room. There was a safety box inside. It was full of grandmother, parents, and gifts from them. They were all very expensive.

She did not touch the safety box. Instead, she tidied up her desk.

Qin Shu opened the drawer and saw an extremely thick red packet inside. Only then did she remember the red packet that the man had given her. She had never touched it.

Now that she saw it, she took it out. She took out the cash inside and put it somewhere else.

There was not much cash inside. The lucky money was just for fun.

As the red soft money was taken out, something suddenly fell out of it.

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