Accidentally provoking the spring tide

Chapter 82. Just Trash
Without saying a word, the leader slammed the cardboard box down at Ji Yanci's feet, kicking up a cloud of dust.

If Lin Feng hadn't pulled him away in time, the box would probably have landed on Ji Yanci's instep.

Lin Feng's eyes widened, and flames of anger shot up: "You did this on purpose!"

When have they ever been treated like this by the Jiang family?!

The maid who threw the box exclaimed, "Please forgive us, Young Master Lin. We're just a bunch of roughnecks, and we don't know how to handle things properly. I hope you and Young Master Ji are magnanimous and won't blame us for such a small thing."

Most of them were elderly people who worked for the Jiang family and watched the three children of the Jiang family grow up. Jiang Jixu had the best personality and usually liked to chat and laugh with them. They had long regarded her as half a daughter.

Everyone had seen how Ji Yanci had treated Jiang Jixu before.

They had been holding back their anger for a long time, and they never expected Ji Yanci to have the nerve to show up at their door. Naturally, they wouldn't be polite.

"Don't go too far!" Lin Feng couldn't help but say.

“Young Master Lin,” Jiang Jinian said coldly, “did you come to the Jiang family today specifically to cause trouble?”

The man was amused by the situation.

Who the hell is stirring up trouble?!
He was about to retort, but Ji Yanci stopped him.

"That's not what we meant."

The man's captivating peach blossom eyes reddened slightly. "I just want to know where Jiang Jixu is. I have something to ask her."

Jiang Jinian said coldly, "If Jiang Jixu wanted to see you, you wouldn't have come here in the first place."

She gave a slight smirk: "I forgot, didn't Young Master Ji hate being bothered by Jiang Jixu the most? Now that she's no longer bothering you, Young Master Ji should be happy."

Ji Yanci's face turned pale.

Just as I was about to deny it, I caught a glimpse of a faintly shimmering, crystalline sphere in the cardboard box out of the corner of my eye.

He froze, his face growing increasingly pale, as if he had just thought of something.

Jiang Jinian followed the man's gaze.
He stared at the crystal ball in the cardboard box, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Aunt Zhang," the girl said calmly, as if she were talking about something insignificant, "are the things in this box going to be thrown away?"

Zhang Ma's eyes darted around, and she immediately understood what Jiang Jinian meant.

"Yes, these are all the trash that Miss packed up when she moved. She said she didn't want them anymore and threw them all away."

Ji Yanci's eyes widened violently, his fingers clenched into fists at his sides, his heart filled with immense panic, his face filled with disbelief: "She said... she doesn't want it anymore?!"

Aunt Zhang smiled slightly: "Yes, I specifically asked Miss a question before she left."

"What she said herself is all rubbish."

Rubbish……

She actually said that the things he gave her were trash, and that she had thrown them all away.

Ji Yanci took two steps back, his body trembling uncontrollably. Each breath felt like a razor blade cutting his trachea, and the pain surged like a tide.

All the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. In just a short time, he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

This sudden change shocked Lin Feng, who was standing to the side.

"Ci-ge! Are you alright, Ci-ge?!"

Ji Yanci did not answer, but stared intently at the crystal music box.

He crouched down as if possessed and opened the cardboard box.

She then discovered that inside were not only the crystal music box, but also other gifts he had given her over the years, all of which had been thrown out as trash.

Ji Yanci was trembling all over.

He took out the gifts one by one, and finally saw two or three sketchbooks at the bottom of the box.

When you open it up, it's full of portraits—sketches, oil paintings, ink wash paintings—all in various styles, but they're all of the same person.

Lin Feng also saw the three picture books and was stunned.

"This is……"

Although they knew that Jiang Jixu liked to draw and even switched to art and design for postgraduate studies, they had never really understood him.

They even assumed that Jiang Jixu's studio, which she opened after graduation, was just a spur-of-the-moment thing the girl did. It wasn't until Lin Feng saw these three art books that he belatedly realized how terribly wrong they were.

The people in the album range from eleven or twelve-year-old boys to young adults, showing that the artist's technique matured over time and the portraits became more vivid.

Jiang Jixu painted so many pictures of Ji Yanci, yet he never mentioned it.

But now he finally finds out, only when she throws the painting away as trash.

Ji Yanci felt as if his head had been hit hard, and his vision blurred.

In his last moments before losing consciousness, he held those paintings tightly in his arms.

"Lyricist! Lyricist!"

Lin Feng panicked and yelled at Jiang Jinian and the others, "Call 120 right now!"

Zhang Ma turned to look at Jiang Jinian.

The girl's expression was calm, and her tone was completely indifferent: "Go ahead and hit him, it'll be good to carry him away."

What a cursed thing.

After the ambulance took the person away, Jiang Jinian took out her phone and sent messages to Jiang Wang and Lu Lishen.

At that time, the latter was teaching Jiang Jixu how to slice meat.

"Press down with your left hand, hold firmly with your right hand, and find the right rhythm."

A deep, magnetic voice fell behind his ear along with a scorching breath, sending a chill down Jiang Jixu's spine. He looked at the chunk of flesh in his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

Please, how can she concentrate on chopping vegetables like this!
She was internally devastated, but outwardly she forced herself to remain calm: "Is that so?"

Lu Lishen's gaze swept over her blood-red earlobes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly. "Yes, sister did a great job."

Jiang Jixu's heart pounded. She pursed her lips tightly, trying to control the trembling in her voice, and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Yes, you taught very well."

A soft chuckle escaped the man's throat. "Thank you for the compliment, Madam."

The vibrations from his chest traveled to her back, and the tingling sensation in her tailbone became even stronger.

Fortunately, his phone rang at that moment, giving Jiang Jixu a reason to catch his breath and catch his breath.

"I'm going to take a call."

Lu Lishen took a step back, leaving an opening.

Jiang Jixu hurriedly left, as if a ghost was haunting him.

Okay, not a vengeful ghost, but a succubus.

If she didn't know Lu Lishen's personality, she would have suspected that the man was deliberately doing something to seduce her.

"Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. Jiang Jixu, you must hold on to your bottom line."

What are you muttering about?

Jiang Jixu only realized he had accidentally answered the phone when Bai Xiaoxiao's voice came through.

She felt a little guilty: "Nothing, nothing. Xiaoxiao, where are you?"

Bai Xiaoxiao's carefree voice came over.

"We're at the door! Come open it!"

On the other side, Lu Lishen wiped his hands and looked down at the newly received message.

When he saw Jiang Jinian's message, the man narrowed his eyes, a cold look appearing on his face.

Type a reply.

Lu: [I understand, thank you.]

The second message was sent by Shao Ming.

My sister chose me, and I'm super sweet: 【I've arrived at the apartment complex, but I can't get in. Can you come out and get me?】

Thank you to Nancy Lin, Hyacinth, Orange Seven, Wine Wine Wine, Half a Lifetime of Dusk_AD, Xi No, Negative Three, and Kudo Ryuhoshi for the recommendation votes!
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