Lin Yuan hurried footsteps came from behind, and she started to call out as she walked, "Ouch, I tell you, Maternal Aunt Lin, you’d better watch your step. Don’t you go breaking my God of Wealth. Ah Zheng made this himself and brought it to me. If I break it on the first day, Ah Zheng will definitely be heartbroken."
Ah Zheng? Lin Siyu’s hand on the counter stiffened, and her gaze hardened.
Lin Yuan glanced sideways with a smug look in her heart and continued, "But it doesn’t matter, if you do break it, Ah Zheng will surely think I scorn it for being too small. I bet that within three days, this guy will make a bigger one and bring it to me himself. Oh, this Ah Zheng, he just can’t bear to see me even a little bit unhappy."
As she spoke, Lin Yuan grabbed a cloth from somewhere and began to gently wipe the shiny God of Wealth, her eyes and brows brimming with smiles.
Now it was not just Lin Siyu’s hand that was stiff, but half of her body as well. Panpan finally managed to help her up, and then she leaned weakly against Panpan, her eyes fixed tightly on the God of Wealth that Lin Yuan scorned but actually cherished, murmuring incessantly, "Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng."
They were indeed together, indeed together.
She had long sensed that there was something unusual between the two. Now it seemed that she was right. How much silver would it cost to make such a big God of Wealth? No, it shouldn’t be measured by silver, it should be gold.
Such willingness to spend, was this really the work of the Xia Zheng who was cold and harsh to her, unwilling to spare even a glance?
Lin Siyu didn’t know how she managed to leave Rice Flower Fragrance, nor did she realize that she was already in tears. The noontime sun that should have been warm felt devoid of any heat and even brought shivers from the chilly breeze.
Not knowing how far Panpan had supported her, Lin Siyu stumbled suddenly, her body going limp and plummeting toward the ground.
"Maternal Aunt!" Panpan cried out in alarm, not expecting her to fall just as she switched hands.
All Lin Siyu heard was Panpan’s shocked voice calling out to her, yet her body fell uncontrollably, beyond her ability to stop it.
Just when she thought she was about to hit the ground and display her most pathetic moment on the street, a pair of strong hands suddenly caught her around the waist and lifted her up.
Lin Siyu looked up blankly, her eyes brimming with tears that shimmered in the sunlight, captivating the man so much that he was transfixed, unable to look away.
Lin Siyu, as if under a spell, saw the man before her, who was very different from the one she yearned for, yet she couldn’t help looking at him with deep, even passionate, eyes, motionless.
It was this look, this affectionate, tender gaze, that made Li Chengzhi lose himself in her beautiful, crystal-clear eyes. His hands, which wrapped around her slender waist, tightened even more, unable to resist moving up slightly to touch the softness he had imagined countless times while no one was paying attention.
Panpan stood frozen, watching the man who had suddenly appeared in front of them, fists clenched tightly. For a moment, she wanted to rush up and slap his face violently, or even stab him to death with a knife!
It was him, it was him! Not only did he ruin her sister’s reputation, but he also accused her first, calling her sister a vixen and shameless for seducing men, and drove her sister to despair time and time again, resulting in their once happy family being destroyed!