newbobooks Chapter 1937 Tangled
Chapter 1937 Tangled
Feeling Nalan Ying's aggressive gaze, Chen Changli's face darkened and he threw the hydrangea back casually, and it fell exactly into Nalan Ying's arms.
He pulled Wan Shufang and prepared to leave, but a female voice stopped them.
"Stop!" Nalan Ying flew forward and stood in front of Chen Changli. Looking at the two people's tightly clasped hands, her face darkened: "You, if you accept my embroidered ball today, you must marry me."
As soon as the words fell, whispers suddenly sounded all around.
"After three years, Nalan Ying actually found it?"
"Look at this young man, he is handsome and has an extraordinary demeanor. It is indeed a bit humiliating for him to be paired with Nalan Ying."
"Nalan Ying is the daughter of the Nalan family. How can she be humiliated? I think he is so happy that he can't wait to see her. Otherwise, why would he accept Miss Lan's bouquet?"
Everyone was talking about it, each holding an opinion, and almost getting into a quarrel. These words fell into the ears of Chen Changli and Wan Shufang word for word. Chen Changli's face turned black, and he felt it was extremely ridiculous.
He looked at Nalan Ying with a cold face and said indifferently: "This lady must have made a mistake. I only caught your hydrangea because it was about to hit someone."
"I won't marry you." Chen Changli refused coldly, with reasons and arguments. He was about to take Wan Shufang away, but Nalan Ying stopped them again.
Seeing that she was unwilling to give way, Chen Changli ran out of patience. He looked at Nalan Ying with an unfriendly look and clenched the sword at his waist. Before he could get angry, a warm and soft hand covered the back of his hand.
Wan Shufang shook her head gently at Chen Changli, stepped out from behind him, and faced Nalan Ying, saying earnestly: "Miss Nalan, he is my husband, and he already has a family. It may not be appropriate for me to marry you."
"Miss Nalan is a heroic woman, and she will never compromise on marriage. She will definitely not marry a man with a family and suffer such an injustice."
After the words fell, the smile on Wan Shufang's face remained unchanged. Her gentle and considerate appearance made Nalan Ying look down on her even more. She showed a mocking look and said calmly: "Do you think I am the same as you, who only likes those harem tricks?"
Not knowing what she was thinking of, Nalan Ying became even more sarcastic and even reached out to hold Chen Changli's hand, but Chen Changli avoided her. However, she was not angry and was still moved by him.
"I don't care whether he has a wife or not, and I don't bother to compete for his favor. As long as he loves me, no matter who it is, it is impossible to separate us."
Her words were so righteous that people around her couldn't help but applaud her, praising her for being casual and broad-minded.
Seeing the situation becoming increasingly chaotic, Chen Changli frowned, displeased with Na Lanying's words to Wan Shufang. He held Wan Shufang's hand tightly and immediately retorted: "My wife doesn't need to compete for favor. She is the only one in my heart."
"Also, you threw the hydrangea yourself and nearly hurt my wife, so I tried to stop it. I did this to save my wife. Otherwise, even if your hydrangea was taken away by a dog, I would not have taken it."
Chen Changli was merciless to Nalan Ying, who bullied and mocked Wan Shufang. His sharp words made the woman very angry. She gasped heavily and her chest heaved violently.
She pointed at the two with shaking fingers and said angrily, "You, you guys, I don't care. If you accept the embroidery ball, you should marry me. Come on, stop them for me!"
Nalan Ying was desperate and gave orders with a red face, asking his subordinates to block the way of Chen Changli and Wan Shufang. When the people around saw that a fight was about to break out, they all ran away.
The surroundings suddenly became empty, with only Chen Changli, Wan Shufang, Nalan Ying and his subordinates left. The atmosphere was tense, and Nalan Ying's men were getting closer and closer. Chen Changli's face darkened.
"This is outrageous." He shouted, realizing that those subordinates were just ordinary servants and not very strong, so he did not draw his sword, but directly hit them with the unsheathed sword.
"Shufang, follow me closely."
"it is good."
Wan Shufang nodded, holding some sleeping pills in her hand. When Nalan Ying's men rushed over, Chen Changli's eyes were sharp and his movements were so fast that he almost turned into an afterimage. He hit those people with the hilt of the sword mercilessly.
The screams were endless, mixed with Nalan Ying's roars.
"Catch them, catch them."
Hearing this, Chen Changli frowned. He wanted to teach Nalan Ying a lesson, but seeing more and more people gathering around him, he didn't care too much and pulled Wan Shufang out of the encirclement.
Only after leaving that group of people far behind did Chen Changli dare to stop for a moment.
"Shufang, are you okay?" He looked worried, and looked Wan Shufang up and down. Only when he was sure that she was okay did he breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately you are okay. That man is a lunatic. If I had known earlier, I should have pierced that hydrangea with a sword."
Seeing his regretful expression, Wan Shufang recalled everything that had just happened and couldn't help laughing: "Chen Changli, I didn't expect that you are still as charming as before, and you are still strong and healthy?"
Her teasing words made Chen Changli slightly stunned, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.
"You're always making fun of me." He laughed, rubbed the ends of Wan Shufang's hair lovingly, tidied her messy hair, and they left hand in hand.
At this time, there was a martial arts competition to win a bride.
Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that the husband chosen by Nalan Ying ran away from the marriage, and they immediately gathered around to laugh at her, talking about every word she said, and almost roasted her on the fire.
"Damn it." She cursed, gritting her teeth, her face full of hatred.
Chen Changli and Wan Shufang were unaware of all this. They continued to stroll around and met the old lady who bought hairpins yesterday again. They looked at each other and walked quickly towards her.
After just one look, Wan Shufang recognized that all the hairpins on the stall were the same. She pretended to be familiar with them and selected them gently, "Old lady, do you have other styles of hairpins here?"
Hearing this, the old woman's face was full of kind smiles, but her words were self-deprecating: "Alas, little girl, I am old and can't make anything else. I can only make this style."
"Is that so? We already bought it yesterday. If that's the case, then forget it." Wan Shufang put down her hairpin and waved to the old woman: "Old woman, we're leaving first. Goodbye."
"Okay, walk slowly."
Wan Shufang stared at the hairpin for a moment, and before the old woman looked up, she retracted her gaze and walked away. The two did not go far, but took advantage of the old woman's unpreparedness and hid in the dark, watching silently.
"Changli, what secrets does this old woman have? Why didn't the person who sold the hairpins that day show up again?"
"I don't know yet, let's wait and see."
Chen Changli said in a deep voice, and the two men's eyes gathered in front of the old woman's stall again. It was a crowded time at that moment, and they saw many people coming to the stall.
Everyone had smiles on their faces and started choosing hairpins. In just a few minutes, many people bought them. As if there was some magic, more and more people came around.
In just a few moments, all the hairpins were sold out, and the entire stall was empty. Wan Shufang couldn't help but widen her eyes in disbelief.
"Is it so easy to sell?" As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt dizzy and her body tilted subconsciously. Fortunately, Chen Changli noticed it in time and reached out to support her.
"Shufang, what's wrong with you?"
He asked anxiously, only to see Wan Shufang shaking her head and leaning limply against Chen Changli: "I don't know why, I suddenly feel dizzy."
Hearing this, Chen Changli lowered his head to check, and saw that Wan Shufang's face was pale and her lips had lost their color. This appearance frightened him. He glanced at the stall and finally his eyes froze.
"I'll take you back first."