Deliberately Approaching
Chapter 170 What Did She Discover?

Chapter 170: Chapter 170 What Did She Discover?

When you’re holding something in your hand and suddenly get startled, you either instinctively grip it tighter or, out of fear, let go.

That’s exactly what Tang Xiaowan is experiencing right now.

Seeing this, Leng Lingxiao quickly pulled out a spray from his pocket and sprayed it several times on the bleeding spot.

It worked like magic; the bleeding stopped quickly.

"Xiao Wan, I’m sorry, I just... Let me see, does it hurt a lot?"

Li Zishen was so remorseful that he was almost incoherent.

"No, no, it doesn’t hurt."

Hearing this, Leng Lingxiao became unwilling, stuffed the spray back into his pocket, slowly straightened up, his gaze darkening, fists clenched tightly.

"Mr. Li, whether it hurts or not you..."

"Wow, it’s time for lunch; let’s go, hurry up."

Tang Xiaowan’s anger had just flared up but was quickly extinguished by her, right in its cradle; she didn’t want her minor injury to cause any further trouble.

The four men collecting water caltrops looked at each other in confusion.

They had also been startled by the incident and had thought about putting down their water caltrops to come and see, but upon seeing how lightly their young master had diffused the situation, they went back to their work.

The water caltrops floated in the water, their movements expertly smooth.

"Stop collecting, come up now."

Having walked a few meters away, Tang Xiaowan suddenly turned around and shouted.

The four men looked at each other once again.

"Alright, coming ashore now!"

One of the older men responded first, and promptly headed towards the edge of the pond, followed by the other three who also began to move.

Tang Xiaowan glanced back at Leng Lingxiao, who still looked furiously angry, then looked further off at Li Zishen who was also frowning, and then her bell-like laughter suddenly rang out.

"Hurry, hurry up, catch up. Look at you dawdling. Do you want to starve me to death?"

Her words seemed to have some effect.

Both men indeed quickened their pace and came up to Tang Xiaowan, yet remained silent, faces grim, their thoughts inscrutable.

"After we eat, let’s take a nap." Tang Xiaowan bit her lip and glanced to both sides, "After waking up... I plan to go to Jin City."

Li Zishen’s eyes instantly brightened: "Good, I’ll arrange it right away."

Just as Leng Lingxiao turned his head, preparing to ask, Tang Xiaowan cheerfully spoke up again: "No need, this time I want to ride in Huahua’s car, is that okay, Huahua?"

"Of course it’s okay, I’d be only too happy!"

A radiant smile bloomed instantly, a joy and excitement that couldn’t be hidden.

Li Zishen said nothing more, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly; to him, Tang Xiaowan’s willingness to return to Jin City was what mattered most, everything else could wait.

...

Lunch was a delightful affair, and nobody mentioned the water caltrop incident again.

They set off at three in the afternoon.

This time, Tang Xiaowan made sure to bring several pairs of pants, remembering her grandmother’s words.

"Tangtang, what are you thinking?"

"I’m wondering who you were calling. It lasted at least 20 minutes. That’s quite long."

Leng Lingxiao, who had been fiddling with a lighter, suddenly stopped, but in a few seconds resumed the spinning motion again.

Round and round, the lighter kept rotating at his fingertips.

"You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to." Tang Xiaowan said indifferently, casually picking up an apple and taking a big bite.

She didn’t stand on ceremony at all.

"Old Zhao, drive faster, or it’ll be very late by the time we get to Jin City."

Zhao Renjie was quite startled to be suddenly called out.

"Yes, Lady Tang."

After the amnesia, this must be their first reunion, right? Does Lady Tang still remember me?

Oh, maybe the master mentioned it before.

At the same time, Leng Lingxiao was also confused; he wondered how Tang Xiaowan could call their butler Zhao Renjie "Old Li."

Before she lost her memory, that was indeed how she addressed him.

Zhao Renjie had been following Leng Lingxiao for many years and was quite clear about the matter between his master and Tang Xiaowan.

Every time they came to Qingcheng, he accompanied them.

Including occasions when Leng Lingxiao couldn’t get away because of school or business, Zhao Renjie was the one who delivered some imported curiosities to Mei Garden for Tang Xiaowan.

The nickname "Old Zhao" was picked up by Tang Xiaowan from Leng Lingxiao.

At this moment, the car was exceptionally quiet.

After quite a while, Leng Lingxiao put away his lighter and began with a smile, "It was business stuff, that person... was tough to deal with, so the phone call dragged on. I know... you called me then, something urgent came up, so I missed it. Don’t be mad, okay?"

"Oh, so that was it. No worries, what would I be mad about? It’s just that the house in Jinyuan caught fire, and I wanted to ask you about it..."

Leng Lingxiao was listening intently when Tang Xiaowan suddenly stopped.

"The fire, what happened?"

Tang Xiaowan touched her nose and gave a simple smile, "It’s all sorted out now; maybe Cheng Shi secretly smoked and lit something. That guy, afraid I’d scold him, always sneaks smokes and drinks behind my back—but I know all about it."

"Smoking is one thing, but since he’s often driving... he really shouldn’t have the habit of drinking. It’s unsafe." Leng Lingxiao replied.

"Right, I’ll have to give him a good talking-to when I get back. We were lucky to catch it in time on this occasion. What about next time? It could be so dangerous!"

Her train of thought did not seem to follow; she was talking about the dangers of drinking one moment and then circled back to smoking.

Leng Lingxiao was lost in her words.

"Yes, right, he needs to be talked to."

"Of course, my place, my rules. And naturally, I must manage my people."

Casually, Tang Xiaowan took another bite of her apple.

The large, bright sparkle in her big apricot eyes, her cheeks puffed out.

Leng Lingxiao’s heart gave a sudden jolt; he shifted his gaze away from Tang Xiaowan and slowly turned to look out the car window. It was an uncomfortable feeling, like panic from being seen through.

Tangtang, did you notice something?

Or is it that the medicine actually had some effect, making you remember something?

"Wow, Huahua, look quick."

"What?"

"You and Li Zishen made it to the trending topics!"

Tang Xiaowan’s words pulled Leng Lingxiao back to reality from his flood of thoughts.

"Trending? Me and him?"

He saw a very prominent headline appear on Tang Xiaowan’s phone, and upon opening it, there was a close-up photo of the small pond in Mei Garden.

The photo seemed tampered with; only Li Zishen and Leng Lingxiao were visible, without Tang Xiaowan.

But she was clearly there at that time.

"Wow, turns out you’re a bit shorter than him, huh? I thought you two were about the same height!"

Another exclamation from Tang Xiaowan.

It’s something all men dislike being compared on, even though Leng Lingxiao wasn’t short, he still was a full 5 centimeters shorter than the tall and strong Li Zishen.

One 185, the other 180.

"Being handsome is enough, why do you need to be so tall?"

Indeed, he was handsomer, as the female secretaries would say, insanely handsome — the kind that makes women around the world want to commit crimes and take him home for themselves.

"Eh, this sounds like self-praise, cleverly saying you’re handsomer than Li Zishen."

Tang Xiaowan looked disgusted, sticking out her tongue.

Yet when she shifted her gaze away from the trending topics and looked at Leng Lingxiao, he had already picked up his phone and started tapping on the screen.

No way, that was fast!

Tang Xiaowan took another bite of her apple, her big eyes twinkling as she sneakily glanced over.

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