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Chapter 409: Rong Qi’s Provocation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Gu Yuyan stared at Rong Qi’s retreating figure, her teeth grinding in exasperation. Before they even entered the house, they encountered Gu Ziye who had rushed out to the door. The moment Gu Ziye laid eyes on Rong Qi, his face stiffened.
“Why are you here?” Gu Ziye asked.
Spotting his disheveled sister, Gu Yuyan, standing behind him, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “What did you do to my sister? Rong Qi, don’t go too far!”
“Ziye, I’m fine. Don’t say things without knowing the situation.” Gu Yuyan quickly stepped forward to hold back her brother, casting an anxious glance at Rong Qi.
Ignoring him, Rong Qi entered the house without another word.
Mr. and Mrs. Gu were both surprised to see Rong Qi, but their worry was somewhat alleviated by the sight of Gu Yuyan returning safely. Polite exchanges were made between Mr. and Mrs. Gu and Rong Qi. Gu Yuyan soon reappeared after a quick change of clothes upstairs.
The atmosphere in the living room grew increasingly awkward. Mrs. Gu’s eyes darted back and forth between Gu Yuyan and Rong Qi. As she was about to utter some more polite remarks, the butler walked in.
“Master, Madam, Mr. Ye is here.”
Ye Nanshen made his entrance, a black coat enveloping him like a shadow. He stood tall, his face a picture of icy detachment.
“Your leg… is it better now?” Gu Yuyan shot up from her seat, astonished at the sight of the man walking into the room.
Ye Nanshen stood there, his posture erect, offering no reply.
Aware of the shocked expressions on his family’s faces, Gu Ziye hurriedly cleared his throat, “Ahem. Shen’s leg condition is intermittent. He still needs a wheelchair at times. Shh.”
Those who knew, knew.
Gu Yuyan looked elated, almost on the verge of tears. Mr. and Mrs. Gu quickly invited Ye Nanshen to take a seat, “Please, have a seat.”
Politely declining, Ye Nanshen turned his gaze toward Rong Qi and said, “I’m here to pick up Little Qi.”
A silence fell over the room as Mr. and Mrs. Gu exchanged glances with the visibly disheartened Gu Yuyan. Nods were exchanged but words were left unspoken.
Rong Qi stood up, naturally walking over to take Ye Nanshen’s hand. He said, “I’ve just finished my tea; let’s go home now.”
The touch of warmth in his palm seemed to thaw Ye Nanshen’s frosty demeanor ever so slightly.
“Alright.” A trace of softness entered Ye Nanshen’s eyes as he nodded towards Mr. and Mrs. Gu. “Pardon the intrusion. We’ll be taking our leave now.”
“You’re too courteous,” replied Mrs. Gu.
Ye Nanshen only nodded before leading Rong Qi away, not even sparing an additional glance at Gu Yuyan, who stood there, her head bowed, a self-mocking chuckle escaping her lips before she retreated upstairs.
The remaining three in the living room exchanged uneasy glances.
In the car, Ye Nanshen and Rong Qi sat in silence, their fingers intertwined.
“Tired?” Ye Nanshen encouraged her to rest her head on his shoulder as he spoke softly.
“Not tired, just a bit sleepy.”
“Oh? Are you trying to provoke me?” A devilish smile curled up at the corners of Ye Nanshen’s mouth as he tilted his head to look at her.
Rong Qi glanced at him. If her current condition allowed it, she would have loved to take him on in a fight. Suddenly, she turned to sink her teeth into his hand. Now, she felt better. With that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep against his shoulder.
Ye Nanshen stared at the bite mark on his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Rong Qi slept heavily, leaning against Ye Nanshen. When they arrived at Clearcreek Mansion, it was Ye Nanshen who carried her up.
The next morning, Rong Qi woke up naturally. Brow furrowed, she opened her eyes to see a figure standing at the foot of her bed.
“Awake? Let’s go have breakfast.”
Rong Qi’s eyebrows knitted together, “You’re going out?”