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On the side of Dong Street, two young people of similar age sat together.
A man and a woman sat side by side.
The woman resembled a porcelain statue of the Jade Maiden, her expression blank as she gazed at the passersby, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. The man, on the other hand, looked like a clay sculpture of Golden Boy, though his long hair was wrapped in several layers of white cloth. Despite his strikingly handsome features, he wore a sullen expression that clearly indicated his bad mood.
"I met him right here," Xue Rongji said softly, her voice tinged with a touch of nostalgia. "At that time, he saw two little beggars struggling to keep their money from being taken by an old beggar. He went over to help and drove the old beggar away..."
"Maybe he just wanted to keep the money for himself!" Pan An retorted sharply, the dull ache in the back of his head reminding him of last night's events. As he spoke, he gently rubbed the back of his head, a pained expression crossing his face.
Pan An had always been well-behaved, and his parents and elders took great pride in him. He never expected that this time, for this girl, he would impulsively rush out to play the hero and ended up getting his head broken instead.
Xue Rongji pouted at his words, her face showing a look of grievance like a child who had been wronged. "But I really thought he was very brave! When I went to get to know him, he said that since I was the daughter of the the Xue Family, I didn’t look anything like a noble lady at all and was quite ordinary. My father said that loyal subjects never flatter others casually..."
"So you think he's a loyal subject?" Pan An scoffed, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. Did that brat even know what it meant to be good-looking? Although this girl might not seem particularly attractive at first glance, when she got angry, her big eyes sparkled so brightly that it was hard to look away.
"It's rare for someone my age to meet such a manly person! Besides, he really treated me well later..." Xue Rongji's eyes filled with memories as a sweet smile crept onto her face.
"That's because he knows you're the daughter of Lord Xue Zhao. He tricked you into running away at night and then robbed you—how foolish!" He playfully tapped her forehead with a bit too much force, his tone laced with exasperation.
Unexpectedly, Xue Rongji, who had been calm until now, suddenly burst into tears.
Her sobs were heart-wrenching and loud, rivaling the impact of last night's swift kick to her lower body. Tears and snot streamed down her face as her shoulders shook; she looked utterly pitiful.
Passersby turned to look, some even whispering and pointing, intrigued by the scene unfolding before them.
Pan An had never experienced being gazed at with such disapproval from so many people. He felt flustered, his face alternating between red and pale. "Y-you, don’t cry! What will everyone think?" he stammered, glancing helplessly at Xue Rongji, unsure of what to do.
"But I was deceived! You not only didn’t comfort me but also kept adding insult to injury, just like that person who called me foolish!" Xue Rongji's big teary eyes stared at him, her voice filled with accusation that pierced Pan An’s fragile heart.
Her gaze was filled with grievance and sorrow; although it lacked the bitterness of an adult woman, it was still quite poignant and moving.
Pan An felt flustered; combined with her look, his mind went blank. Without thinking much, he reached out and mimicked how his mother used to comfort him as a child, gently pulling her into his embrace. "Alright, alright, don’t cry anymore. It’s okay, it’s okay. Be good!" As he spoke, he softly patted her back with his large hand, his movements tender as if soothing an injured little animal.
Xue Rongji was taken aback, clearly not expecting this gesture. For a moment, she forgot to cry and allowed him to hold her, completely oblivious to their surroundings. A hint of surprise crossed her face before she gradually calmed down, leaning against Pan An’s chest as if finding warmth and comfort.
In the air, something seemed to subtly shift between them. Just as they sensed that something was amiss, a loud voice rang out from the crowd outside: " Butler Xue! We found the young lady! Look over here; she’s right here!"
Pan An froze; that line sounded so familiar. A look of confusion crossed his face as memories of the previous night rushed back to him.
Suddenly, a large group of servants armed with sticks appeared before him, snapping him back to reality.
"Who is this pretty boy daring to elope with our young lady? In broad daylight and under everyone's gaze, he dares to hug and touch her?"
Master Butler's face was filled with shock as he saw his precious young lady crying with red eyes in another's arms. Fury surged within him as he waved his hand at the servants behind him. "Brothers! Seize this lecherous scoundrel! The master will reward you handsomely!"
"Yes!" The servants roared in anger and surged forward like a tide, surrounding them. Each one looked fierce as they brandished their sticks, ready to take down Pan An.
Pan An's posture, which had originally been protective of Xue Rongji, suddenly stiffened. Instinctively, he stood up and shielded Xue Rongji behind him, fearing that the indiscriminate blows from the clubs would truly harm her. His eyes were filled with determination and bravery, as if declaring to the servants that he would not easily give up on protecting Xue Rongji.
Unfortunately, the servants of Xue's mansion were all well-trained professionals who did not give him a chance to demonstrate his resolve. They swiftly moved in, twisting arms and grabbing legs, and in no time at all, the renowned and talented Pan Second Young Master, Pan Tanlang, was hoisted horizontally into Xue's mansion.
He struggled and shouted, but it was all in vain; he could only allow the servants to take him away.
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