507 Saddened by Xing Chen Coldness
She looked at the dilapidated mud house and suddenly pushed Xing Xiaoya away. She ran into the mud house and called, “Xing Chen.”
Xing Xiaoya told him smugly, “Xing Chen isn’t home. He went out early in the morning and only made me a bowl of clear porridge. There’s nothing for you.”
Qiao An ran into the kitchen. Seeing that there was indeed only a bowl of clear porridge left, she looked at Xing Xiaoya anxiously. “He clearly promised to cook for me. Why did he go back on his word?”
Xing Xiaoya pulled a long face and said, “Didn’t I say that I don’t like you? So he made a choice between us. Can’t you tell that he cares more about me? Although you’re rich, in his eyes, I’m more important than money.”
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Qiao An glared at Xing Xiaoya. Although this girl was wearing rough linen clothes, she had two braids and her skin was fair. She looked pure and beautiful. As for her figure, she was dressed wearing loose clothes so there was no way to ascertain.
Qiao An secretly thought that no matter how beautiful this girl was, she still had a rustic aura. How could Brother Xiaoran, who had mysophobia, choose Xing Xiaoya between them?
If Xing Xiaoya could defeat her, there was only one reason. Brother Xiaoran was a person who valued relationships. He and Xing Xiaoya lived together and developed a kinship.
Qiao An left resentfully.
When she returned to the house next door, the warm and hospitable aunt called out to Qiao An and asked her in a dialect that Qiao An didn’t understand, “Girl, do you like our Xing Chen?”
Fortunately, Qiao An was talented in languages. She half-guessed and actually figured out what she meant. Qiao An moved a small stool and sat beside the aunt, then helped her peel the peanuts.
“Aunt, tell me. When did Brother Xing Chen come to the Xing family?”
The aunt was a little curious. “You know that he’s the adopted son of the Xing family. He and Xing Xiaoya came here four years ago. After Father Xing bought my second uncle’s house and fields, they settled down. Unfortunately, Father Xing was seriously ill and left not long after, leaving behind this pair of siblings. However, they’re not biological siblings. Father Xing had the intention to matchmake them.”
At the mention of Xing Chen, the aunt praised, “Xing Chen is so handsome and smart. All the girls in a radius of 50 kilometers like him. Miss Qiao, if you like him, you have to hurry up. In my opinion, you’re the most compatible with him among the girls in a radius of 50 kilometers.”
Qiao An couldn’t stop smiling. “Aunt, you have good taste.” Then she took out the money and handed it to her. “Thank you for your blessings. Here’s the money.”
After breakfast, Qiao An was busy distributing supplies. She was anxious to come back to see Xing Chen at noon. Who knew that Xing Chen didn’t go home?
Qiao An felt empty. She whispered to her aunt, “Aunt, why isn’t Xing Chen back after so ling? What about his lunch?”
The aunt explained, “Xing Chen is kind-hearted. Recently, many people in the neighboring village have contracted an infectious disease for unknown reasons. Xingchen will occasionally pick herbs for them and send them over. The mountain path is not easy to walk on. He will go for a day. The villagers will give him food at noon. Don’t worry that he will starve.”
Qiao An looked at the misty sky. It was about to rain. In the end, she picked up the umbrella in the car and asked for the way to the neighboring village. Qiao An decided to pick Xing Chen up personally and head back together.
At first, Qiao He and Xiao Yue came to participate in the fundraising ambitiously, but when they saw the rugged and muddy mountain road, Xiao Yue, who had never walked on the mountain road, could only curl up at home.
And Qiao He wanted to stay and chat with her.
Qiao An could only trek along the rough mountain road alone with her umbrella. She walked very slowly. The mud was slippery, and she became dirty after falling a few times.
In the evening, the sky darkened. Qiao An walked on a winding path and couldn’t see the end. She began to feel anxious.
At this moment, she seemed to hear pleasant laughter not far away and a voice that she could recognize even if it turned to dust. In her excitement, she slipped down the slope.
Xing Chen and the belle from the next village walked past her. The village belle held his hand and they looked very intimate.
Qiao An fumed.
Her eyes were about to spit fire.
She forgot to ask for help because she was angry. When they were far away, she shouted in a panic.
“Xing Chen, save me.”
Xing Chen paused. Had he imagined it? Why did he seem to hear Qiao An’s voice?
However, ever since he saw her, he had been intoxicated by her. He was in a daze, and his mind was filled with her voice and smile.
“Let’s go,” Xing Chen said.
The village belle girl listened attentively. “Xing Chen, did someone call out to you?”
Xing Chen knew he wasn’t hallucinating. He immediately turned back and heard Qiao An calling him from the bottom of the slope.
“Xing Chen, save me.”
Xing Chen frowned. “Miss Qiao, why are you here?”
It wasn’t easy for him to make up his mind to cut ties with her, but things didn’t go his way. He actually encountered her again?
How could he know that all the encounters were just part of Qiao An’s careful design?
Xing Chen jumped down the slope and reached out to Qiao An. “Miss Qiao, take my hand. Come up.”
Qiao An reached through the bushes. Xing Chen took her hand as Qiao An climbed up.
Before she could steady herself, Xing Chen quickly let go. Qiao An leaned back and fell back.
“Ah,” Qiao An screamed.
Startled, Xing Chen pulled her up again.
This time, he waited for Qiao An to steady herself before letting go. But she was clearly angry. She glared at him hatefully, then pushed him away and walked back.
“This girl has a big temper,” the village belle said.
Xing Chen said coldly, “She’s a city girl.”
Qiao An felt extremely sad when she heard him speak of her in disdain.
Originally, when Xing Xiaoya told her that Xing Chen cared more about her, so he gave up on Qiao An for her, Qiao An did not believe Xing Xiaoya’s nonsense.
Now she heard Xing Chen call her “Miss Qiao”, and was very distant. Moreover, when he saved her just now, his extreme unwillingness to hold her hand indicated that she had indeed lost to Xing Xiaoya.
She would not lose to any woman.
Qiao An felt especially suffocated at the thought.
On the way home, the weather was not good. The rain began to pour. Qiao An’s umbrella had long fallen to the foot of the mountain, so she could only walk in the rain.
Xing Chen and the village flower walked behind her. Xing Chen saw Qiao An’s back from afar and his heart ached inexplicably.
But then he thought that they were destined to be from different worlds. It was better for him not to provoke her.
He was afraid that she was just putting on a show for him, and that he was going to lose his heart and soul.
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Qiao An didn’t know how many times she had fallen, but Xing Chen didn’t help her once. Qiao An got up herself and couldn’t help but cry at the thought of his heartlessness and coldness.
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