"Sis, stay at home for a few more days..."
Martial Saint held onto Lan Peizhi’s hand, unable to let go.
Lan’s mother felt the same, but unlike her son, she didn’t take any action or speak. Only her eyes involuntarily brimmed with the sorrow of a mother about to watch her child leave home for a distant place.
Lan’s father, Wu Guangjiang, stood beside his wife, his expression complex, as he seemed to be at a loss for words.
"Study hard and listen to mom and dad."
Lan Peizhi patted Martial Saint’s head.
When his daughter mentioned him, a surge of excitement flashed across Wu Guangjiang’s face.
A normal farewell admonition, but why did it sound so incongruent coming from the lips of the Blood Guanyin?
Jiang Chen stood by the car door, silently standing by with reason.
"Sis, when will you come back next time?"
Martial Saint lifted his head.
He seemed to forget that if she stayed one more day, he would have one less day of living carefree, with his tail between his legs.
Lan Peizhi withdrew her hand, saying nothing.
"Alright, your sister’s busy,"
Wu Guangjiang waved at his son, then forced a smile at his daughter, "Peizhi, you and Jiang should go quickly, so you don’t get held up."
"Uncle, aunt, then we’ll be on our way."
Jiang Chen, who had spent nearly a week at the Lan Family’s place, spoke up.
Lan’s mother nodded with a smile.
Lan Peizhi and Jiang Chen closed the door and got into the car.
Again, Lan Peizhi was the driver.
The BMW gradually drove off.
The Lan Family, craning their necks in the doorway, slowly blurred in the rearview mirror.
Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced.
The Blood Guanyin’s expression was serene, showing neither joy nor sorrow.
This was probably the kind of mental fortitude a strong person ought to have.
Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze; his mood was as pleasant as the weather, sunny and breezy.
This trip to Jinguancheng was quite rewarding.
Lan Peizhi’s fondness for him had increased from 60 to 70.
Just like how affection grows over time.
In life, there are not many earth-shattering twists and turns.
What touches people’s hearts are often the subtle and silent details.
After the performance ended and he visited Shang Yongwen, it didn’t take long for Jiang Chen to realize why Lan Peizhi brought him along.
The feelings of the heart, unknown where they begin, where they rest, where they bind, where they unravel, where they wander, where they end.
Jiang Chen felt sentimental.
If Lan Peizhi had always stayed in this little village, she would likely have ended up as a couple with Shang Yongwen, without any surprises.
The girl who once performed "The Butterfly Lovers" in the theater had grown into a woman admired by the entire Shenzhou.
In comparison to Shang Yongwen.
The difference between them was more than monumental.
Shang Yongwen knew it too.
Even though they had only met three times altogether, Jiang Chen understood that the man who stayed in this village certainly had feelings for Lan Peizhi. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have avoided seeing her.
But what Jiang Chen was curious about was,
Lan Peizhi’s feelings towards that childhood playmate, that intimate friend, did she harbor any affection?
Extraordinary people cannot be judged by ordinary standards.
As for the Blood Guanyin’s thoughts, Jiang Chen dared not speculate carelessly.
However, he believed that even if there was any affection, on her path from a village girl to becoming the Blood Guanyin, she most likely had already actively extinguished that slight sentiment.
In the midst of silence, Lan Peizhi suddenly spoke.
Jiang Chen didn’t catch on at first.
Lan Peizhi looked ahead, "Are you in a rush to return to East Sea?"
Jiang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly shook his head, "Not in a hurry."
"I’m taking you to meet someone."
Although somewhat puzzled, Jiang Chen simply responded with a "Okay," without further inquiry.
When talking about the most famous commercial street in Jinguancheng, it has to be Chunxi Road, which is also a must-visit for tourists in Jinguancheng.
Here you can see all kinds of fashionistas, their trendy outfits marching them at the forefront of fashion trends, with some outfits so fashion-forward that Jiang Chen couldn’t comprehend.
Even being there in person, the sensation was the same.
But he had to admit, the Land of Abundance indeed had plenty of beauties. Chunxi Road might be full of eccentrics, but there were also many beauties, and sitting outside a street-side cafe was definitely enjoyable.
Once upon a time, he could never imagine he would spend a day sitting with the Blood Guanyin, drinking coffee, yet there he was, experiencing it for real.
From the village to Chunxi Road, until he had drunk nearly half a cup of coffee, Jiang Chen hadn’t asked a single question.
But he understood that Lan Peizhi was probably waiting for someone.
"Miss, I’m from Tianxi Media. I think you’re very beautiful and have a great presence. Are you interested in becoming a model?"
A man approached, and though he wore glasses, they couldn’t hide his shifty look. As he spoke, his eyes roamed over Lan Peizhi’s body and he held a camera in his hand.
Such people are common on Chunxi Road.
Many models and internet celebrities like to come here for street-style photography.
And many photographers also stake out here.
This fellow was probably one of them, drawn over by Lan Peizhi.
Jiang Chen subconsciously thought to stand up, but for some reason, he ended up sitting back down, feigning indifference.
Not every beautiful woman needs a hero to save her.
"Sorry, I’m not interested."
Lan Peizhi held her coffee cup, her tone was mild but sufficiently polite.
But the guy claiming to be from some media company didn’t give up.
"Miss, our company is powerful, with collaborations with many famous magazines, and we’ve created many internet celebrities with a million followers. With your potential, after our promotion, I guarantee you could become famous in no more than three months!"