Written by: Feng Duan Qing Yi Du
Transmigrated into a novel after her death, Su Jin has an engagement with Lu Xi, the legendary and unrivaled male protagonist, that was arranged between their families. After the revelation of her identity as the ado...
We're here with another chapter (a dreary one) so let's trudge on with it~
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Translated by Minodayz
Edited by Ely
TLC-ed by Irisu
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This is a metaphorical picture, Su Jin is the flower and the hands are her family and Lu Xi: a representation of protection and safety.
"Lu Xi!" a low snappish voice was heard. However, it was not from Su Chenghai but rather from Su Yue.
"Big brother Su, please calm down." Lu Xi tilted his head, giving a somewhat flustered Su Yue a nod.
Calm down? Whatever Su Yue was about to say was suppressed by the person beside him squeezing his hand.
He was stunned for a moment as he looked towards his father sitting beside him.
Su Chenghai shook his head at him, before frowning at Lu Xi who was sitting diagonally across from him. He had a perplexed expression on his face.
This young fellow was not one to be so magnanimous towards others. Su Jin skewed her head to look at the person beside her while her head was still mulling over who the mastermind was. Her beautiful phoenix eyes blinked.
"You're letting us father and daughter off this time?" Han Xuelan was momentarily dumbfounded. She found it so incredulous that she had to repeat those words again. Inwardly, she was secretly delighted.
Could it, could it be that he might have some feelings towards her? After all, it could be said, she and Su Jin were of similar kinds of beauty.
"Yup." Lu Xi lips lifted, but his peach blossom eyes bore a sliver of cold indifference. "There won't be any loss of limbs, you won't be sent to prison or a psychiatric institute either. However, I'll be sending you to America and you are to never return here, how's that?"
No loss of limbs, prison, psychiatric institute. With every word that Lu Xi had said, Han Xuelan face turned whiter. Her initial misguided illusion of his charming gentleness was suddenly nipped in the bud. The courage that she had borne to take up the responsibility when she had seen her dejected father, had subsequently vanished without a trace.
Hurriedly, she nodded her head. The option to never return was nothing compared to the daunting future here.
"You... What would you like to ask about?" She cautiously asked with solemnity.
"I'd like to know the person who helped you make those connections with the organisation." Lu Xi's smile vanished and his voice turned cold.
"The person making the connections with the organisation?" Han Xuelan was obviously having some misgivings.
