Jiang Shangheng heard her crying and wondered if his tone was too harsh. He crouched down and patted her back: “You’re not a lowly qing’er. You’re my fiancée.”
“I’ve already torn up the betrothal document.”
“Tearing it up doesn’t change this fact.”
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Gu Qingtong was crying, but hearing this, she chuckled: “You’re shameless.”
Seeing her laugh, Jiang Shangheng relaxed, looking at the sky: “The weather is so nice. Let’s not waste this good time.”
Before Gu Qingtong could respond, Jiang Shangheng pulled her up and walked deeper into the forest. The grass was wet from last night’s rain, and seeing mud on her embroidered shoes, he picked her up horizontally.
This time, Gu Qingtong didn’t dare struggle, afraid Jiang Shangheng might discover something. She quietly nestled in his arms, letting him carry her into another garden.
“This is my garden. When I’m free, I’ll come here. If you have something, you can find me here.”
Gu Qingtong looked around. It was next to Xin Garden but slightly smaller. She suddenly remembered that before falling into the water, Jiang Shangheng didn’t know her, so how did he know she often came to Xin Garden? She saw he had a constant smile at the corner of his mouth and guessed she was probably being played, but she couldn’t get angry right now. She shook her head: “Young Master Jiang, please take me back.”
“Why go back?”
“I’m from the Flower and Moon Pavilion, of course I must return.”
“Don’t go back.”
“Young Master Jiang, can you not be so shameless?” Gu Qingtong looked at his calm demeanor and felt frustrated.
Han Ruan had let them go first, and she was still worried about her adoptive father. Although she knew Han Ruan was powerful, she wondered what would happen to ordinary people against the Prince of Rui.
Gu Qingtong was completely helpless: “Young Master Jiang, besides a marriage contract, we have no relationship. Now, I have no interest in you, and the contract is torn. Can you let me go free?”
“Let you go free? Do you think any man would want you besides me?” Jiang Shangheng raised an eyebrow and looked at her sideways.
