Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Ling You grabbed Qin Mingzheng's shoulder.

Ninety percent conditioned reflex.

After Fan Ning's repeated persuasion, he took action much faster than his brain could tell him to.

Ling You realized this and curled his lips. He simply lowered his voice in anger, "I already said that this is a matter between you and her. We haven't talked about it yet. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Qin Mingzheng took a short breath, his eyes fixed on the door a few steps away.

Jiang Biehe stepped forward and covered her mouth.

"She wanted to scream."

"It's really an accident that this happened. I clearly had no ill intentions," Fan Ning, who was sitting on the bed, raised his hand and waved it, with an expression that looked like he had gotten something for nothing.

Ling You rolled his eyes at this. "You're tempting me with threats... You have no ill intentions, but do you still want to discuss cooperation with He Meimei?"

This kind of posture...even he, who had guessed something, didn't quite believe it.

"It might not be harmonious, but as for cooperation—it's real."

Fan Ning squatted down, reached out and hooked her clenched jaw, then whispered in her ear, "Who made Miss Qin misunderstand us so deeply? If we don't take some coercive measures, what awaits us is just a superficial conversation, right?"

Qin Mingzheng was stunned for a while, and suddenly a look of dejection and frustration appeared on his face.

Fan Ning signaled Jiang Biehe to let go.

Qin Mingzheng regained her freedom, and her beautiful and gentle eyes remained on Fan Ning's face for a long time, as if she was in a trance.

"Azhou will definitely like someone like you."

She slowly straightened up and looked at the two people gathered around Fan Ning. She pursed her lips, but still couldn't help feeling a little depressed. "You're right, I'm just... too scared."

Ling You's expression suddenly became indescribable.

He always felt that this sentence sounded strange, not only because Qin Mingzheng was so sure that Gu Yuanzhou would like Fan Ning, but also...

——Does Fan Ning really have such lustful feelings towards someone else?

She seemed to be able to get whatever she wanted quickly. If she really fell in love with Gu Yuanzhou...

Ling You couldn't help but turn his gaze to Fan Ning, and he couldn't finish the question that was on the tip of his tongue.

He finally realized that Fan Ning was extremely outstanding in both appearance and ability, but usually these were hidden under his cynical temperament. Now that someone mentioned it, it gradually became clear in his mind.

"Are you afraid that I will snatch Gu Yuanzhou away?"

Fan Ning's voice brought him back to his senses.

She didn't laugh, but stared thoughtfully at the mark that the other person carefully covered up, and suddenly asked, "Is it because of the 'mark' on your face?"

Jiang Biehe turned his gaze towards her. "That thing looks like a concentrated mass of resentment. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be related to a third party."

Ling You objected: "What if the source of the resentment is the hope that 'Qin Mingzheng must be with Gu Yuanzhou'?"

There was silence for a moment.

Ling You thought about it and felt that such an answer was simply incomprehensible. He was about to say something else to pass over the topic, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Qin Mingzheng suddenly turn pale and lower his head.

Fan Ning exclaimed, "Wow!" "You're going to make me cry."

Ling You: “…”

Ling You really took a closer look at Qin Mingzheng's face and reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, "She's not crying! It was obviously you who brought up the topic!"

He just casually responded with a sentence, who knew it would be so unexpected and hit the mark.

Fan Ning denied it. She glanced at Jiang Biehe, who was lost in thought, and deliberately dragged out her words, "But not only did you expose the source of her stress, you also exposed her inner thoughts. Being forced into entanglement and all that, that sounds terrible, doesn't it?"

Ling You: “…”

Ling You lowered his head in shock: "!! Don't really cry!!"

Qin Mingzheng covered her eyes, and after a while, she suddenly laughed.

She calmly watched the two people bickering with each other, a look of nostalgia gradually emerging in her eyes, and she raised and lowered her hands that were covering her face.

"This kind of resentment... can probably be considered helpless," Qin Mingzheng's smile returned to his face, and he wiped his eyes. "You two have a really good relationship."

Relationship...good?

Ling You subconsciously looked at Fan Ning beside him, and the other party probably knew that he was looking at him, and suddenly turned around.

"He is a useful little brother that I personally certified and trained!" Fan Ning clapped his hands, completely destroying the originally charming atmosphere.

Ling You curled his lips, "...I knew you would say that."

He turned his head away and looked at Qin Mingzheng who said this, as if nothing had happened.

But that indescribable feeling became more and more serious.

All the sounds seemed to be separated from him by a layer. He felt a little confused, but also secretly happy.

Obviously, all the peaceful life was gone after meeting Fan Ning, but... why didn't he feel any regret at all?

"Come back to your senses!" Fan Ning came in front of him and waved her hand.

Despite such an obvious absent-minded reaction, Fan Ning, who always liked to find excuses to tease Ling You, did not hold on to it, but smoothly moved on to the next topic.

Because Jiang Biehe suddenly said, "This mark can be removed."

Qin Mingzheng obviously lost control of her expression.

She was almost completely dragged to sit at the table, her mind filled with Jiang Biehe's cold and indifferent words: "The mark can be removed."

...This should have been a good thing.

Obviously, you wanted to destroy this mark so much, didn't you?

Qin Mingzheng asked herself this and wanted to ask Jiang Biehe something, but the emotions hidden deep in her heart strangled her throat.

Unable to speak.

…No matter what, I can’t open my mouth.

"Be careful not to spill water on your hands," Fan Ning was considerate and gave her space to make a choice, while holding her trembling hand and the cup with one hand.

"Isn't this resentment?" She said lightly, and the warm palm seemed to convey courage out of thin air, "If you don't want to..."

Qin Mingzheng raised her head anxiously.

Seeing that look, Fan Ning was a little surprised, but soon changed the subject, "If you don't want to, then don't think about it."

Ling You looked at her in surprise.

Fan Ning still smiled, but he only said a few words, and there was no sense of joking at all.

"You don't want to, it must be because there is something more important than this mark?"

Qin Mingzheng was a little dazed, "I thought you would persuade me."

Fan Ning still had that normal expression on his face. "It's my decision, why would anyone try to persuade me?"

"Good or bad, it's all a choice."

"Woo..." Qin Mingzheng showed that formatted smile again, but while smiling, it seemed like she was crying.

"That can be considered as something my relatives left for me," she buried her head in her arms, her voice muffled, "My only relative."

"Maybe... in her eyes, it was a blessing."