Jia Lanhua’s voice was low, but to Zhang Xiaoshan, it was like a thunderclap.
He was completely dumbfounded.
Guilty conscience, indeed.
In White Dragon Village, where folk customs were fierce and the rules extremely strict, breaching a taboo could have grave consequences.
No, he absolutely could not admit it.
"Sister Lanhua, what are you talking about? I don’t understand. I am, after all, a scholar. How could I possibly do such a thing?" Zhang Xiaoshan feigned composure and then put on a puzzled look.
"Did you tell Wu Laohu about this?"
Hearing Zhang Xiaoshan’s vernacular, Jia Lanhua immediately snorted softly, let go of Zhang Xiaoshan’s hand, and turned to walk outside, muttering as she went.
"I wasn’t planning on telling that bastard Wu Damming, but since you refuse to admit it, I’ll just have to let him look into it."
"Little Shan, I thought you were a real man, but it turns out you’re just a cowardly bastard with the intentions but not the guts."
Zhang Xiaoshan panicked immediately.
Given Wu Damming’s style in the village, if he found out about this, he would surely stir up a scandal. Who knew how he might retaliate against him.
"Sister Lanhua, don’t rush, let’s talk this through."
Zhang Xiaoshan blocked Jia Lanhua’s path.
Jia Lanhua feigned anger and questioned Zhang Xiaoshan.
"If it wasn’t you that morning, what are you afraid of?"
"The truth is, I saw it very clearly that day. It was you, kid. I’m not blind. It’s just that I’ve kept it to myself and haven’t told that bastard."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan grew even more agitated.
What did Jia Lanhua mean by this?
According to her words, she had known about it all along but covered up for him, and even took the initiative several times to be kind to him afterward...
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Jia Lanhua’s graceful figure in front of him, his mind wandering endlessly.
"Sister Lanhua, okay, I admit it, I was the person that morning, but by the heavens, I was just passing by, it was an accident; I didn’t do it on purpose. It was an unintentional mistake."
Hearing Zhang Xiaoshan’s explanation, Jia Lanhua grew even angrier.
Jia Lanhua huffed angrily.
"Just now when I asked you about you and Luo Meili, you gave me the same assurance, it seems you lied to me."
"No, I didn’t, I swear, Luo Meili and I are innocent. Heaven and earth are my witnesses." Zhang Xiaoshan insisted, adamantly denying it. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
But then Jia Lanhua spoke with a hint of grievance.
"So you mean to say, you’re not interested in me, not even moved when the opportunity is right before you? Am I that unappealing?"
"I..." Zhang Xiaoshan was so frustrated by Jia Lanhua’s train of thought he didn’t know what to say.
Jia Lanhua pretended to be furious.
"Fine, Zhang Xiaoshan, you’ve taken liberties with me and now you humiliate me . Alright, you’re quite something. Just wait, I’m going to tell that bastard right now."
With that, Jia Lanhua made to shove Zhang Xiaoshan, who was standing in front of her, to go tell Wu Damming.
"Sister Lanhua, let’s talk, please don’t."
Zhang Xiaoshan stood still.
Jia Lanhua lost her balance and fell onto Zhang Xiaoshan.
Caught off guard, he was pulled down with her, and they both collapsed onto the couch.
Jia Lanhua was numb all over.
She was enjoying this sensation she had never experienced before, and she even subconsciously closed her eyes.
Jia Lanhua was all talk. When it came down to it, she became panicked, her cheeks flushed, and her heart raced.
"Get me up, quickly."
Her voice, embarrassed, was like poison, paralyzing Zhang Xiaoshan.
Seeing Jia Lanhua throw herself at him, Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart raced even faster.
"Sister Lanhua, I didn’t mean to."
Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly tried to push Jia Lanhua, who was lying on top of him, off.
Instead, Jia Lanhua wrapped her arms around his neck.
At the same time, he was certain of one thing—Jia Lanhua was definitely interested in him.
"Little Shan, why don’t you be more daring..."
Jia Lanhua was in a daze, her head resting on Zhang Xiaoshan’s shoulder, whispering into his ear.