Beauty’s Doom

I instinctively covered my neck, eyes wide with terror, and hurriedly jumped back, “Hey! You… what are you doing? I’ve just been sitting outside your door for two days.”

The man slightly furrowed his brows and coldly turned, saying, “Cut the tree down!”

I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief. I thought he was going to cut me down. Thankfully, thankfully…

“Wait, wait a moment!”

I bravely blocked his path.

The man frowned unhappily, looking somewhat annoyed, “What?”

I immediately put on a full smile and said, “Sir, your reaction just now was so cool. I truly admire you and sincerely want to make your acquaintance. Might I ask your noble name?”

The result was the man simply said two words with a blank expression, “Move aside!”

I couldn’t help but be stunned, awkwardly standing in place, watching him walk past me. Only after his back disappeared from view did I unwillingly shout, “Hey, you don’t have to be this cool!”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a “creak” – the big tree as thick as a person actually fell to the ground by its roots. I blinked in disbelief. Wow, he really cut it down?

Then the steward came forward and apologized, “Young sir, I’m sorry. You might need to find another place to cool off in the future!”

“Hehe…”

I awkwardly pulled the corner of my mouth, laughing somewhat unnaturally, “Yes, yes!”

The steward turned and ordered everyone to carry the tree back into the Qi residence before walking away…

Only after most people had left the Qi residence gate did Wan Wan dare to come forward, gently pulling my clothes and whispering, “Sister Ran, let’s go back!”

“Mm!” I nodded.

After three days, although there was no particular progress, at least I had seen the main person. As for how to develop things next, it seemed I would need to plan carefully!

On the way back, seeing Wan Wan looking troubled, I couldn’t help asking, “Wan Wan, what’s wrong? Are you worried about your mother?”

Wan Wan shook her head, “No, my mother has already improved after taking the medicine you sent. I’m worried about you, Sister Ran!”

“Worried about me?” I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, asking in confusion, “Why would you be worried about me?”

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