ATBLM [QT] Chapter 151.2

Liu Xingfeng suddenly felt a little cold on the back of his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it and then looked at Ling Yuan again. Seeing his gentle expression, he thought that he had really seen it wrong just now. How could there be murderous intent in Brother Ling’s eyes?

He smiled and said: “Brother Ling, you can’t pretend to have forgotten about this. I still remember it clearly. At that time, you said that a gentleman’s words were hard to catch up with. It’s too late to regret now.”

Ling Yuan seemed to notice something and ignored him, turning to look into the room.

Liu Xingfeng also looked over and saw a figure walking out of the room. He wondered if she heard their conversation.

“Uh… Sanniang…” He had a bad premonition in his heart.

Although he did want to keep the person in his mansion before, he stopped thinking about it after learning about Ling Yuan’s relationship with her. What he said just now was just a joke, but he just felt something was wrong.

Jiang Rui’s face remained as usual. She held the tea tray and said with a smile: “My tea-making skills are not as good as Sister Ningxiang’s. I have wronged the Owner and Young Master Liu.”

Liu Xingfeng glanced at her and then at Ling Yuan. Although neither of them could see anything from her face, for some reason, the bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

He laughed dryly and said: “How come? It’s my honor to drink the tea made by Sanniang.”

As he spoke, he picked up the tea and took a sip. In his guilty conscience, he forgot that the tea had just been brewed. His eyes were blurred by the burn. He was neither spit out nor swallowed. It almost burnt him to death.

Jiang Rui hurriedly asked him to spit it out, poured him a cup of cold tea, and asked if he wanted some medicine.

Liu Xingfeng’s eyes were filled with tears, and he was sitting like pins and needles. The more thoughtful she was, the more he felt weak. What’s more important was that Brother Ling was drinking tea slowly with a smile on his face that made him unable to sit still.

Taking advantage of Jiang Rui’s return to the room to look for medicine, he made an excuse and ran away.

“Hey, where’s Young Master Liu?” Jiang Rui asked, holding the medicine bottle in confusion.

“Leader Liu is looking for him for something.” Ling Yuan said, looking at her with a smile, “Come, sit with me for a while.”

Jiang Rui walked over and sat in Liu Xingfeng’s seat just now.

Ling Yuan still held her wrist with one hand and held the chess piece in his other hand. He pondered for a long time, slowly lowered it, and then looked at her.

She lowered her eyebrows as softly as she had ever done before.

“Did you hear it just now?” He asked.

Jiang Rui looked at him and nodded slowly, “I heard it. Young Master Liu said he wanted to keep me in Liu Mansion, and the Owner… agreed.”

Ling Yuan was not surprised, and his expression did not change.

He said, “That’s a joke made by Brother Liu, so you don’t take it seriously. You are so good, how can I let you go with him?”

Jiang Rui pursed her lower lip. She knew that today was an opportunity. She and Ling Yuan could be unclear and ambiguous for a while, but they would not always be like this. Now was the opportunity to change it.

Based on Ling Yuan’s understanding of the little cook, he thought that she would not say anything, but he heard her speak, although hesitated in a low voice.

“If I’m not good, would it…”

Ling Yuan raised his eyes to look at her. She looked at him and turned away, biting her lip and finishing the next words: “If I don’t behave, would I be given to someone else?”

There was silence in the courtyard for a moment. Ling Yuan stretched out his hand to get her hair off, “Why are you not good?”

But before his hand could reach the right place, the little cook turned her head away, as if she was angry, as if she was telling him with her actions that she was not good now.

The hand paused in mid-air and slowly retracted it. This was the first time that she had shown rejection in front of him, Ling Yuan thought to himself.

He hoped that she would be well-behaved. He also imagined that if she misbehaved, he would deal with the people and things that made her misbehave.

But now there was no one else or anything else. And he found that even if she disobeyed, he didn’t seem to be as angry as he imagined.

It was not that no one else had disobeyed him before, but those people had no chance to speak now.

At this time, he looked at the back of the little cook’s head and the thin white neck that showed her refusal, but he was thinking in his heart, should he do something at this time to make her pay attention to him?

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Jiang Rui: Coax me, coax me! Or you can just drink water tonight! You also should pour it by yourself! Humph—

 

 

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