“That’s good.” Jiang Youping and the rescuer both sighed in relief.
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Gu Qingtong suddenly realized the rescuer was the heir of the Zhen Yuan Marquis Mansion, whom she had seen before, and became even more worried about her recklessness.
Jiang Shang Heng threw Fan Xifeng on the grass, pressed out the water from his stomach, then turned to Gu Qingtong: “Are you okay?”
“Me? I’m fine.” She wondered why they were all so concerned about her when the one who fell into the water was the handsome man.
Jiang Shang Heng nodded, covering Fan Xifeng’s mouth before he could complain: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been up to. Today’s incident is just meeting a formidable girl and getting what you deserve. But is Gu Qingniang someone you can touch? Go back to your room and reflect.”
Fan Xifeng’s words were muffled, and knowing he was indeed at fault, he glared at Gu Qingtong, then crawled up from the grass, dragging his wet clothes back to his room.
Jiang Shang Heng saw her privately enjoying herself and felt amused, slightly curling his mouth: “Your story was quite good.”
“Ah?” Gu Qingtong stared.
Jiang Shang Heng couldn’t help but touch the top of her head: “Don’t be afraid, he won’t dare to retaliate against you.”
Gu Qingtong was startled by his action, and her speech became incoherent: “You, you…”
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“Brother Heng, are you treating her like the little white cat of your sister?” Jiang Youping suddenly felt that Gu Qingtong had fewer expressions in front of him.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Gu Qingtong deliberately tried to change the subject, not daring to continue talking to Jiang Shangheng.
“Right now, are you in the persona of Yang Mingyi or Gu Qingtong?”
“I…” Gu Qingtong momentarily didn’t know how to answer.
“Do you prefer someone quiet or lively?” Jiang Shangheng leaned against a willow tree, looking at Jiang Youping with composure.
Jiang Youping recalled Fan Xifeng being schemed against and falling into the water: “I prefer someone quiet.”
“That’s settled then.”
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