C7 A Palm Is too Light

Ling Ying leaned on the elevator with a haggard face and rubbed her feet against the floor.

Tang Shuixin didn't even bother to look at her. Just as she was about to walk through the safety passage and head upstairs, she was stopped by Ling Ying, who was behind her.

"Shuixin, did you just come back?" There was a trace of doubt in Ling Ying's eyes, and her heart sank slightly as she looked at Tang Shuixin's back.

In fact, she had been mentally prepared even before she had come here. She had thought through a lot of things while she was waiting for Tang Shuixin at the elevator.

There was no right or wrong in relationships, and she didn't feel that she had let Tang Shuixin down.

"What does it have to do with you when I come back?" Tang Shuixin sneered coldly.

It seemed that Ling Ying had been waiting here for a long time, but she wasn't worried at all that Ling Ying would find out that she hadn't returned home that night.

"I asked the guard of the neighborhood. He saw you go out last night and didn't come back." Ling Ying used her hands to rub her face, trying to make herself look less haggard. She stood up and walked over to Tang Shuixin, looking at her seriously.

"What does it have to do with you that I haven't come back for the whole night?" Tang Shuixin sneered coldly. Looking at her old best friend, she felt that everything was too absurd.

"Shuixin, you hate me, don't you?" Ling Ying looked at the contempt in Tang Shuixin's eyes and felt embarrassed.

"Hate?" Why should I hate you? " Tang Shuixin smiled contemptuously. Only then did she meet Ling Ying's eyes.

"Tang Shuixin, are you going to continue like this?" Ling Ying's anger welled up in her heart as she glared hatefully at Tang Shuixin.

Ling Ying had known Tang Shuixin's personality for many years. No matter what happened, she would always be calm.

"Senior Hsingwei and I have had a secret affair with you more than once, how can you still be calm and say that …"

"Pah!"

Before Ling Ying could finish her sentence, a forceful slap landed on her face. She was so frightened that she froze on the spot.

"Ling Ying, even if you told me you were pregnant today, I wouldn't be interested to know." Tang Shuixin forced herself to calm down. Her lips curved up in a faint smile.

"Of course, if you anger me, then this slap won't solve the problem."

"Tang Shuixin, you actually dared to hit me." The furious Ling Ying suddenly raised her right hand, preparing to return the slap before Tang Shuixin could even react.

However, before Ling Ying's hand could land on the ground, it was grabbed tightly by a large hand. His hand was hurting her wrist.

Ling Ying turned around in fright. She thought the owner of the hand was Yan Hsingwei.

However, he was too scared to move when he met the man's eyes.

"Who are you?" Tang Shuixin was slightly taken aback when she saw the man who had suddenly appeared.

"Who do you think I am?" The man turned his head and looked at Tang Shuixin with a fake smile. His thumb gently brushed against his lips.

Tang Shuixin shuddered. As she looked at this unfamiliar man, she recalled the scene at Cowherd's Shop last night.

In her mind, however, the man at Cowherd's looked grim, and the man in front of her was dressed in casual clothes, with a sunny smile on his handsome face.

"You are..."

Tang Shuixin suddenly covered her mouth with her hand before she could even utter the word 'Cowherd'.

With such a face, with such a appearance, other than the picture book she had seen in the Liulian Pavilion last night, she couldn't think of any other place that could have a man like this.

But in her memory, other than Xiao Jing, she didn't have much of an impression of anyone else other than her last night, and that man shouldn't be like him.

"You recognize me?" The man raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.