92 As Refined as Jade
Luo Jin’an noticed Su Binglan carrying a big basket of potatoes and prepared to take it from her, but Su Binglan said, “It’s okay. I can carry it. It’s not that heavy.”
Carrying a basket of potatoes was an effortless task for Su Binglan.
However, Su Binglan was worried about Luo Jin’an instead. She could not help but frown when she saw him carrying something heavy. “Aren’t you tired?”
She wondered why her heart constantly ached when she thought of how Luo Jin’an was carrying heavy loads and working despite his condition.
“No.” Luo Jin’an briefly replied.
“B-But your body…”
Without waiting for Su Binglan to finish, Luo Jin’an said, “I took medicine at noon. I’m fine.” He always looked calm.
Su Binglan would think Luo Jin’an was as healthy as a horse if she did not check his pulse and temperature.
The two walked alongside each other, but Su Binglan deliberately slowed down because she did not want Luo Jin’an to get tired.
Still, Luo Jin’an noticed Su Binglan did not keep up, so he slowed his pace to wait for her. But unbeknownst to him, Su Binglan was looking at his back with a stuffy and stifled heart. She kept thinking about how much Luo Jin’an had experienced.
Meanwhile, Su Binglan sensed Luo Jin’an’s attentiveness and snapped out of her absent-mindedness to quickly catch up with him. She whispered, “Jin’an.”
“Huh? What is it?”Luo Jin’an would now respond to anything Su Binglan said.
Su Binglan raised her head and looked at him thoughtfully. “I will cure you.”
Luo Jin’an lowered his head and met Su Binglan’s earnest eyes. His initially cold heart seemed to have a different feeling this time. Still, Luo Jin’an didn’t say anything, and Su Binglan did not ask him to respond.
Su Binglan only said that to reassure herself, not Luo Jin’an.
After a while, Su Binglan heard a short hum. Luo Jin’an responded to her earlier statement. She thought Luo Jin’an would not have responded, so she looked at Luo Jin’an with widened eyes and asked, “So, you, believe me, don’t you?”
“Yes, I believe you,” Luo Jin’an replied.
Luo Jin’an was his usual quiet self along the way, but Su Binglan would find something to talk about from time to time. Even though Luo Jin’an did not react much to her words, Su Binglan knew he was listening.
Soon, the two arrived in town, and the sky was still brightly lit. Su Binglan immediately went to Drunken Cloud to look for Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang hurried downstairs when he heard Su Binglan had arrived. However, he was stunned when he saw Luo Jin’an beside Su Binglan.
‘He’s the most handsome young man I’ve ever seen!’
Mr. Wang felt Luo Jin’an was as refined as jade, as profound as a poem, and as beautiful as a painting. He thought Luo Jin’an was so handsome that he did not look like a mortal human. Even he was at a loss for adjectives to describe Luo Jin’an.
At that moment, the wind blew in from the outside, causing Luo Jin’an’s hair to part and reveal his scarred face. Only then did Mr. Wang collect his thoughts.
‘What a pity. That man is so good-looking but has a frightening scar.’
Then Mr. Wang asked, “Miss Binglan, this is?”
Su Binglan replied, “This is my husband, Luo Jin’an.”
Mr. Wang could not believe Su Binglan was already married. Although puzzled, he did not pry and said politely, “Young Master Luo, Miss Binglan, please come in.”
Mr. Wang still called her Miss Binglan.
After entering the restaurant, Su Binglan put down the basket and removed its cover, revealing the potatoes and chilies.
Mr. Wang’s eyes lit up when he saw the long-awaited ingredients. He hurriedly got someone to weigh the ingredients and paid Su Binglan.
“Please allow me to weigh these, Miss Binglan. There are 120 pounds of potatoes and 5 pounds of chilies. Now I will pay you 625 coins. Here you go, Miss Binglan.”