Chapter 208 - Trust Me (1/2)

Chapter 208: Trust Me

Ling Chuxi’s emotions slowly calmed down. At this moment, Huangfu Qingjue’s deep voice seemed to have indescribable magic, it possessed a kind of strength that could calm one’s heart.

“Little White will definitely return,” said Huangfu Qingjue as he gently tucked a few strands of stray hair behind Ling Chuxi’s ears with a smile. “Trust me, Little White will definitely return.”

“All right,” replied Ling Chuxi with a gentle nod.

“Don’t be so melancholic. You must eat until you are healthy and plump. Only then will you be truly yourself, the one and only Ling Chuxi.” Huangfu Qingjue laughed gently and rubbed Ling Chuxi’s head. “All right. I will make a move first. I still have some matters to handle. I will come and see you again.”

“Okay,” said Ling Chuxi with a gentle nod of her head as she caressed the warm scarf wound around her neck.

After Huangfu Qingjue finished speaking, he turned around and with a gentle leap, his silver figure became a mere flash against the night sky and all traces of him were gone. At the loft, Fu Chengyu had just coincidentally walked out and happened to see a man with silver hair patting Ling Chuxi’s head and then leaving without a trace. The smile on Ling Chuxi’s face made Fu Chengyu understand that Ling Chuxi had already cheered up and was no longer lifeless like she was before. This made Fu Chengyu feel extremely surprised. Who was that man with silver hair? And what was his relations.h.i.+p with Ling Chuxi? He was actually able to cheer Ling Chuxi up when no one else could… Furthermore, the man had just casually appeared without anybody within the grounds noticing a thing. Even he himself did not notice anything. That man with silver hair… How strong was his cultivation exactly?

“Senior Brother? What’s wrong?” enquired Ling Yichen as he stood by Fu Chengyu’s side and saw that Fu Chengyu was deep in thought.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” said Fu Chengyu as he shook his head. After a moment of hesitation, he finally decided to ask, “Yichen, does Chuxi have a very special friend?”

“Very special?” Ling Yichen frowned ever so slightly and thought about it before answering, “Does the Fifth Princess count? Previously she was arrogant and unruly, but she became obedient after being roughed up by Chuxi and that’s pretty special.”

“She doesn’t count,” said Fu Chengyu with a shake of his head, feeling a little speechless.

“Then… does Lan Xinyu count? In the past, she was unbearable, her nose pointed to the sky wherever she walked. But then, she was fixed by Chuxi and became extremely obedient,” said Ling Yichen after he pondered the question a little more.