“Is it because your face is very small, you’re called Small Face?” Jing Mo’s eyes flickered. The name sounded strange; she had seen many peculiar names in her travels, but this one was odd.
Frustrated by his ‘arduous’ task from Su Yi and Jing Yu’s absence, Xiao Lian wanted to drive her away. “What do you want with my brother? He’s not here. If there’s nothing urgent, please leave quickly. I’m busy.”
“Although he wasn’t as handsome as his brother, he was still good-looking. How could she misinterpret his name and mock him? When the Jing family master called him by his name, it sounded nice, but in her mouth, he’d rather not hear it.
He missed that woman. Although she didn’t hold him or allow him to sleep with them, she never mocked his name. He shook his head. Why should he miss such a ‘vulgar’ woman? He was weak; being pressed down like his brother would surely break him. He was determined to find a gentle wife who wouldn’t constantly press down on him.
Jing Mo didn’t understand why he was displeased and asked, “When will your brother return?”
Xiao Lian wanted to drive her away but found his hand tangled with fine threads. Realizing he still had work to do, he glared at Jing Mo, “I don’t know.” Couldn’t she see he was busy?
Before being driven out, Xiao Lian and Su Yi had lived in a remote courtyard. After being forced out, they fell into the red-light district. He knew few people, and even fewer knew him.”
Those willing to interact with him were pitifully rare; he almost had no one. If someone paid attention to the bored Xiao Lian, he usually felt happy. Now, Jing Mo’s timing and face were displeasing to him, although her voice sounded nice.
Xiao Lian seemed to really dislike her. Jing Mo smiled, “I can wait here.”
