Volume 1: Hanyang Chapter 11: Three People (Part 2)

  Zeng Lang caught up with Lu Xuan, and with a stretch of his right hand, he grasped her shoulder.

  Feeling a sharp pain in her shoulder, Lu Xuan turned around. When she met that iron-like face, her heart skipped a beat, and suddenly realized that some things might not be as simple as she thought.

  At that time, they were on the street, with people coming and going around them. Lu Xiang was already outstanding, and naturally attracted attention. At this moment, even more eyes were stuck on the two of them.

  At this time, Zeng Lang's voice filled with anger poured into Lu Xuan's ears, "A Xuan, what did you just say? You said you wanted to 'let the virtuous one go'?" The voice had a fierce anger that seemed to foretell a storm.

  Lu Xuan looked at him with eyes burning with fierce anger, his slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, reminding him: "Zeng Lang!" His voice was a little higher.

  Zeng Lang glared at the people around him, causing them to retreat in a hurry. He then turned his head towards Lu Xuan and said coldly, "What did you mean by what you just said? Explain it clearly to me!"

  Does he need to explain clearly? Does she still need him to explain clearly? Towards Shang Lang's furious yet determined expression, inexplicably, Lu Xuan's eyes moistened, and she couldn't help but think: If it were her pre-injury self seeing his current appearance, she would surely have thought that he still had feelings for her. She must have misunderstood something between him and Ai Yin.

  Unfortunately, after being hurt, one's feelings become too sharp, so sharp that they can't be ignored or glossed over.

  As I thought of this, a strange sense of fatigue surged up in my heart. Blinking my eyes, Lu Xuan was still silent when Zeng Lang's irritable voice came again, "What, deaf? Not dare to speak?"

  Finally, Lu Xuan raised her head and stared at Zeng Lang's eyes. After a while, she gently lifted the corners of her mouth and said softly: "A Yin has arrived."

  Is Ain coming? Zeng Lang was taken aback, and he suddenly remembered that he had been too angry just now, and had actually thrown Ain directly...

  At this time, Lu Xuan looked at Zeng Lang's back and said in a clear and cold voice: "A Yin has come? You advise Zeng Lang." As he spoke, Lu Xuan raised the corner of his lips, slowly grasped Zeng Lang's hand, and then slowly placed it in A Yin's hands.

  Her movements were slow, very slow. When she did this movement, Lu Xuan's lips still had a smile, and her expression seemed to be sarcastic, but also had an inexplicable calmness that couldn't be expressed in words.

  Her dark eyes had been staring at Zeng Lang, and when he looked up at her with a dazed expression for an instant, she leaned in slightly and said in a soft voice like the fragrance of orchids: "Zeng Lang, Ah Yin and I are the closest of sisters... There's a saying that brothers can't flirt with each other's wives, and it's even more so for sisters. At least for me, it's something I absolutely don't want to share. If you choose her, then take her hand; if you want me, then clarify things in front of Ah Yin."

  The corners of her mouth rose, as if smiling but not quite, Lu Ying said with a soft smile to Ah Yin who was standing behind her and staring intently at Zeng Lang: "Zeng Lang's wife position is only one, with your looks and family background, it doesn't make sense for you to be someone's concubine. What do you think, Ah Yin?"

  This is the general!

  The originally obscure relationship between the three people was suddenly torn apart by Lu Yuansheng.

  Zeng Lang had thought that after his father returned home, he would tell him about wanting to marry Ah Yin as his wife. In his opinion, his father had always doted on him, and his mother had never liked Lu Yue, so as long as he spoke up, his father would definitely be willing to change wives.

  As soon as Father relaxed his mouth, he immediately found Lu Yue and took the opportunity to break her body, then proposed to the Ain family. This way, neither of the two beauties can escape.

  He never thought that he would run into Lu Xue like this, and his casual conversation with her would lead to him being forced into this situation!

  Luoyin and Ain are both staring at Zenglang, waiting for his response!

  Unlike before, at this moment, neither of these two beauties loosened their grip, nor did they let go of his plan.

  Looking at the two women who insisted on getting an answer, Zeng Lang, who was full of momentum just now, suddenly became stiff. He moved his lips and said in a low voice after a long while: "Ah Yue, there are many people here, it's not the time to talk about this."

  He seemed to have found the most sufficient excuse, and immediately raised his voice, straightened his back and said seriously: "Everyone is watching, let go of Ah Yue."

  He moved slightly, wanting to pull out his own hand.

  If it were in the past, Lu Xiang would have definitely obeyed him. The little girl who had always been respectful and fearful of him had never dared to offend or disobey him.

  This time, however, Lu Yue smiled and when Zeng Lang tried to pull his hand back, she grasped it even tighter. At the same time, her lips curled up slightly as she said in a cold tone, "Zeng Lang, I just wanted you to hold my hand for a bit. Ah Yin is also here, if you just hold her hand, that's fine." As she spoke, her voice dropped and became soft and melancholic, with a hint of pleading, "If you really don't want to hold her hand..." Her words trailed off as her eyes suddenly shone brightly!

  Zeng Lang saw that she was not letting go, her face turned pale. Just then, his hand warmed up, and it was Ah Yin who stretched out her hand and grasped his tightly!

  With both hands clasped together, Ah Yin didn't look at Lu Yue but instead smiled gently towards Zeng Lang, "Zeng Lang, let's go back."

  Having said that, she pushed Zeng Lang to turn around and let him leave Lu Yue.

  Zeng Lang was unwilling to turn around, his face turned pale, and his eyes were still staring at Lu Yue. Looking at her increasingly beautiful face, Zeng Lang felt a kind of inexplicable panic at this moment. However, he also knew that he couldn't say anything more, if he showed any more affection towards Lu Yue, he would lose Ain. Compared to Lu Yue, the benefits of marrying Ain were much greater...

  In the midst of a suffocating atmosphere, Lu Xuan slowly lowered her head, then took two slow steps back. Then, she resolutely turned around, shook the money bag again, making it emit a clinking sound, as if to remind someone once more. With quick footsteps, she walked into the crowd and disappeared from sight in an instant.

  Watching Lu Xuan leave, Ah Yin's face was already filled with joy, the delight and complacency in her eyes had no longer been concealed, even her hair seemed to be radiating happiness.

  At this moment, her hand felt cold.

  A Yin hastily turned her head, and what she saw was Zeng Lang's figure chasing after Lu Yue again. However, after chasing for a few steps, Zeng Lang rushed back to her side, anxiously and soothingly saying: "A Yin, Ah Yue has been with me since childhood, relying on me in every way. I'm really worried that she'll do something rash. You go back first, I'll come see you tomorrow." After thinking for a moment, he decided to let A Yin completely put her mind at ease, "Don't worry, after resolving Ah Yue's matter, I will ask the matchmaker to visit your family."

  Yi Jian said with a smile, overjoyed, Zeng Lang hastily turned around and chased towards Lu Yue's home. After chasing out for several steps, he turned back to the market, thinking, it's better to buy some gifts before entering the door.

  He thought that Lu Xuan had always been in love with him, and she might have discovered the affair between Ah Yin and himself, which made her unhappy. But it's okay, I'll just coax her a few times and she'll be fine.

  He suddenly thought of the cold intent hidden in Lu Xuan's eyes when she looked at him earlier, and he couldn't help but think: Can't drag it on any longer. Just wait for her to calm down, I'll take over her body immediately.

  As soon as he thought of this, Zeng Lang's eyes involuntarily conjured up the beautiful figure of the young girl, like a peach blossom unfolding. His heart skipped a beat and his palms grew sweaty. He licked his lips and secretly thought to himself: Ah Yin clings to me so tightly, but for some reason, compared to Ah Yin, I yearn for Ah Yue even more.