Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Xuan was startled. A Fan? Xie Jingrongs fan was in Yuezheng Tings hands?
For scholars, a fan was very private. It represented their identity. If the fan was written with his calligraphy, it could be given away as a gift.
No wonder Xie Jingrong wanted to get the fan back from Yuezheng Tings hands.
Qiao Xuan could not help but feel that Yuezheng Ting was really good at this. She even stole the fan from Xie Jingrong?
"Brother Xie." Yuezheng Ting looked at Xie Jingrong with a gentle and sweet voice. "You don't like me? But I like you so much!"
"Lady Yuezheng, be careful with what you say. I don't think that I have ever said anything to make you misunderstand me. I will pretend that I never heard your talk today."
"My fan is a private thing. Lady Yuezheng, you can return the fan back to me now. If you don't want to give it back to me, I can just say that I lost it accidentally. Honestly, it is just a fan, nothing that important to me."
If Yuezheng Ting told the public saying that Xie Jingrong gave it to her as a love gift, would Xie Jingrong agree with that? As long as he said that the fan was lost, people would definitely trust him more than Yuezheng Ting.
If he really fell for Yuezheng Ting, he would just get the matchmaker to make the proposal and the Yuezheng Family would definitely say yes to that proposal.
This process was never needed.
Also, everyone knew that Yuezheng Ting liked Xie Jingrong… including everyone from the noble families in the province.
Yuezheng Ting would be stupid enough to blackmail Xie Jingrong to marry her. She was too innocent.
She would only cause trouble for herself.
The Xie Family would never allow a woman to set up their lineal grandson!
Xie Jingrong appeared here because he was, after all, Yuezheng Xiao's friend, and he did not want to ruin the relationship too badly. He also wanted to put the truth straightforwardly in front of Yuezheng Ting.
Moreover, he had painted the fan when he was in the best state, and it would be very difficult to paint an equally good one. That was a rare occasion and he had some personal print on it too. It would be best if he could get it back. He felt quite bad to have to let it go.
But Yuezheng Ting had touched the fan, and he would never use it again.
Yuezheng Tings face sank. She started to cry and seemed very pitiful. "Brother Xie, why am I not good for you? Please tell me, I can change myself. Why don't you give me any chance?"
Qiao Xuan's lips twisted. She felt speechless. It was really shameless of her to continue to bother the person who had turned her down.
What was the point of doing this?
Xie Jingrong lost patience. He frowned and asked quietly. "Why should I give you a chance?"
Yuezheng Ting was started. Her eyes were widened.
Qiao Xuan was surprised too. A gentleman like Xie Jingrong would be so sharp!
Yuezheng Ting would be too stupid if she continued to bother him after hearing that.
Apparently, Yuezheng Ting felt even more motivated.
She sobbed.. "But I truly like you so much…"