Chapter 63

He Zhizhou:?

This plot doesn’t seem right.

Shouldn’t she be praising him for being smart and attentive, then saying that classic line, “Watson, you’ve found the blind spot,” right?”

(T/N: from Sherlock Holmes)

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Being blocked outside the room by the young master of the Chen family was expected by Ning Ning.

The Chen Mansion lived up to its scholarly reputation, adopting an imitation garden design. The lush greenery, shrouded in rain and mist, turned into clusters of shattered jade, embellishing the small bridges, flowing water, and white walls.

Following Chen Lubai, the group swaggered into the mansion, listening to her chattering along the way: “My brother has deep feelings for his wife. Since my father used a spell on her while he was away and he found out, he has been guarding his wife, not letting anyone get close.”

The little girl spoke with a resentful look.

“Why can’t he just listen to us? If he truly loves his wife, even if he thinks the current her is the real one, he should help us uncover the truth to ensure everything is safe.”

Passing through a stone bridge and a lush bamboo forest, the quietest place in the entire mansion was the residence of the young master, Chen Yaoguang.

The rain beating on the bamboo leaves created a crisp sound, accompanied by Chen Lubai’s bold knocking on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

Ning Ning seemed to understand why Chen Lubai firmly believed that her elder brother had been bewitched by demons.

The young man in front of her was probably in his early twenties, originally having a handsome appearance, but his face was excessively pale.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and the dark circles under his eyes were like ink stains at the bottom of his eyes. Before he spoke, he coughed heavily a few times.

Hearing their intentions, he coughed violently, scolding sharply, “Nonsense! How could my wife be a demon! It’s all nonsense from those Jianghu swindlers, baseless and defamatory!”

He Zhizhou whispered to Ning Ning, “Do you think this person looks a bit like the panda-headed emoji pack that says, ‘I really don’t have a drop left.'”

His stern attitude made Chen Lubai stomp her feet in frustration.

“Brother!”

“If you consider the bond between siblings, don’t bring up this matter again.”

Chen Yaoguang stood at the door, blocking the view of everything inside the room. The only thing that could be sensed was the scent of medicine and sandalwood mingling in the air.

He fiercely glared at He Zhizhou, who stood at the front, with an unpleasant tone. “Please leave. If you want to see my wife, you’ll have to step over me.”

A moment of silence.

The male voice with a broadcasting tone resounded again.

〔Seeing the young master so determined, everyone couldn’t help but show disappointed expressions. It seems that today they are destined not to find out the truth. They can only seek other methods, go to the city to search for information, and wait for another day—〕

It spoke up to this point, then suddenly froze.

Then it didn’t make any more sounds.

He Zhizhou, who hadn’t spoken much, suddenly took a step forward, like a fiercely imposing white duck, locking eyes with Chen Yaoguang.

Then, under the man’s angry gaze, he slowly raised his hands.

Chen Yaoguang’s eyes widened even more.

Those who practiced martial arts could leap into the air.

—He saw the unfamiliar stranger in front of him naturally curling his fingers, with the thumb touching the index finger, forming an extremely graceful orchid finger shape.

(T/N: orchid finger shape)

Then, the wrists touched each other, starting to rotate clockwise and gradually accelerating.

This was a provocative movement, as if to retaliate against Chen Yaoguang’s bad attitude, with a face full of “I’m very noble.”

Chen Yaoguang had no choice but to lift his head and watch as the man’s wrist turned faster and faster.

Between the turning of the palm and the back of the hand, like Doraemon’s bamboo dragonfly, it gradually lifted off the ground. Finally, it floated in the air, legs kicking, directly over his body.

It really looked like what Chen Yaoguang had said—he had crossed over his body.

—Is this person sick!!!

〔The wind rises, momentarily startling; the orchid blooms, a dance captivating the city.〕

The narrator, truly an artificial intelligence idiot, was quite adept in terms of being a fool. Whether it couldn’t recognize the current plot or was irritated by He Zhizhou, it made crackling noises while reciting with deep affection:

〔Many years later, Chen Yaoguang, standing in front of the old house’s gate, will surely recall that distant afternoon when he saw He Zhizhou slowly ascending. Clad in white, his dancing trajectory was so beautiful, beautiful enough to make people’s hearts ache.〕

Chen Yaoguang gradually gave up on managing his expression.

His expression resembled that of a woman weeping in a world-famous painting.

Ning Ning was dumbfounded.

Help! Senior He flew away, shaking his flower hand!

“A gentleman’s words are as binding as tying a horse.”

He Zhizhou landed steadily, struck a pose he considered handsome, and clasped his fists towards Chen Yaoguang. “Thanks a lot, Brother Chen. I won’t be polite.”

Narrator: …

Narrator: Stop right there!!! This is not the plot that should be happening!!!