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At this moment, she was smiling gracefully on the surface while listening to the elders talk, but her mind was already in a haze.
Before the intoxication took over, the last remaining thread of clarity told her that she could not stay here any longer; otherwise, she would lose control of her rationality and do something she would regret.
However, the banquet was not yet over, and everyone present was in high spirits. If she suddenly excused herself and left, it would seem rather impolite.
Thus, she could only use the excuse of going to the restroom to step outside for some fresh air, hoping to clear her head from the drunkenness.
She crossed the long corridor and reached the restroom in the corner.
Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at her reflection with delicate makeup. Her long hair fell casually over her shoulders, her cheeks flushed, and her lips slightly swollen, unintentionally adding a touch of allure.
Strange yet familiar.
The water flowed from the faucet with a splash. She extended her hand to catch the cold water, letting it drip onto her heated skin. The contrasting sensations brought her a moment of clarity.
She stood in the restroom in a daze for several minutes, her mind blank, unable to think of anything.
Eventually, the time on her phone reminded her that it was time to return.
As she exited the restroom and turned the corner of the corridor, she suddenly caught sight of a pair of figures embracing in the distance amidst the darkness.
Her footsteps halted instantly. No way, how could she encounter such a situation again?
What kind of day was it today? A day for kissing, hugging, and secret meetings?
How awkward. This time she dared not raise her eyes to look at them, fearing she might witness another inappropriate scene.
There are two paths leading to the Banquet Hall, and she is now standing at the fork in the road.
She carefully sidesteps, intending to sneak past them and take the other path back to the Banquet Hall.
Having learned from her previous experience, she is now quite familiar with the way.
With her head down, she walks very cautiously, making almost no sound.
"Get lost."
Suddenly, a cold reprimand comes from ahead, the voice utterly indifferent, devoid of any tone.
It sounds both familiar and strangely out of place; this voice...
"Xian Brother~"
It's a sultry voice that seems to penetrate to the bone, sending chills down one's spine. At this moment, it is pitifully calling out to someone, with a hint of a sob in its tone.
Shu Ran silently swallows hard; despite her overwhelming curiosity, she tries her best to tell herself not to look, not to look...
She continues to inch forward, just a little more, just a bit more, and she will soon escape this awkward scene.
"You have no right to compare yourself to her."
A sharp male voice suddenly rings out from ahead, interrupting her steps as she is about to enter the path.
This voice...
If she was too nervous to clearly hear his cold, monotone voice earlier, now she understood it completely.
With a heart that struggled to suppress her astonishment, she slowly turned around to look in the direction of the sound.
She was instantly stunned.
Qin Xian stood before her, dressed in black, exuding an air of coldness.
His expression was one of unfamiliar indifference, and he radiated a hard aura that silently pressured Jiang Yihan, who was on the ground.
He looked down at her from above, his gaze filled with disdain.
This scene...
Shu Ran felt it was familiar.
Many years ago, when she didn't know him yet.
Seeing this moment made her heart ache for Jiang Yihan.
It felt like a lifetime ago; now, in this identity and with these feelings, she encountered a scene that mirrored the past.
In this moment of distraction, a deep and profound gaze fell upon her.
“Shu Ran.”
He called her name softly, perhaps affectionately.
But it was neither indifferent, nor harsh, nor condescending.
At this moment, Jiang Yihan, sitting on the ground, turned to respond, his gaze sharp as a blade directed at Shu Ran.
Shu Ran finally came to her senses. She stood there, accepting the weight of their stares. Suddenly, she felt stuck—neither advancing nor retreating.
She could only awkwardly chuckle and say, “I have something to do, I’ll be leaving now.”
After saying that, she ran straight ahead, as if using all her strength to escape.
However, after just a few steps, someone grabbed her hand from behind.
“Let go of me.” She stopped and struggled, trying to shake off his strong grip.
But Qin Xian was too strong; if he wanted to hold onto her, she had no power to resist.
“Are you angry?” He held her hand tightly, leaning in closer to observe her gloomy expression.
Shu Ran denied it. “I’m not. Let go of me.”
“You’re clearly angry.”
Yes, she was angry.
She just didn't understand what she was actually angry about. Was it because she saw Qin Xian and Jiang Yihan embracing passionately in the hallway? Or was it because she overheard gossip about herself in the bathroom? Or was she angry at herself?
She didn't know, she didn't know.
All she knew was that these things had always seemed distant to her.
But why was she now experiencing them so personally?
Was it the intoxication, or the release of her suppressed feelings?
In her meditation, she fell silent for a moment, her mood gradually calming down a lot, finally no longer struggling.
"Qin Xian, what do I mean to you?"
What did she mean to him?
Was she just a fleeting interest? Was she merely something he desired but couldn't have? Or was she just a toy for him to play with when he had nothing else to do?
Today in the bathroom, she heard them commenting about her.
"Shu Ran? Who is this person we've never even heard of before? Where did she come from?"
"Who knows... She has no background and no fame. How did she manage to attract Qin Shao?"
"Yes, and she even pushed Miss Jiang down. You know, Miss Jiang was originally occupying the position of the future lady of the Qin family."
"To suddenly have this unknown woman take her place must be incredibly frustrating and upsetting for her..."
"I think she's probably a seductress. She looks pure and charming on the surface, but secretly she's quite provocative. She must have used some underhanded, alluring tactics to make Qin Shao obedient to her."
When she heard this, she was hiding in a stall, feeling particularly distressed.
She wanted to refute them, but she didn't know what to say; not a word could escape her lips.
At that moment, she felt extremely wronged, deeply so.
After they left, she stood alone in the bathroom for a long time. It wasn't until she had completely buried her negative emotions without revealing a trace that she slowly walked out.
She told herself that rumors are always present.
As long as she conducts herself with integrity, there is no need to care about them.
But when she saw Jiang Yihan with Qin Xian and remembered their embrace under the night sky...
For some reason, an extremely complex emotion surged within her...
Anger? Confusion? Distress?
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