Chapter 4024 — Tianchan's Predicament
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Wei Zhao drew a deep breath and looked at Tianchan, saying word by word, "Tianchan, we have come all this way from the mortal world, and you of all people should know what kind of man I am. Unless you can give me a reasonable explanation, I will never give up—unless... you no longer care for me..."
At these words, Tianchan's heart gave a violent shudder. With the love for Wei Zhao engraved so deeply in her bones, how could she ever wish to speak such cruel words? To grow old together with the one she loved, to fly wing to wing through all the years—this was the most romantic dream of every young woman, and Tianchan was certainly no exception.
Yet reality would not permit it. If she did not let Wei Zhao go now, then in the end it would not be only she who was hurt—Wei Zhao too would surely be visited by utter ruin. Rather than watch helplessly as Wei Zhao died before her very eyes, better that they forget each other in the rivers and lakes from this day on. Wei Zhao had so many fair confidantes; surely he would soon smooth over the wound?
"Yes... I no longer care for you..." Tianchan turned her head away, refusing to look at Wei Zhao! Cloud Terrace Island was not the mortal world; any one person named here was more formidable than they were, and Tianchan naturally did not want Wei Zhao to sacrifice himself for nothing.
Seeing Tianchan's demeanor, Wei Zhao frowned slightly, then suddenly thought of something. "Is it because of that Zheng Tianjie?"
At Wei Zhao's pressing question, Tianchan's heart gave a start, though she feigned composure. "Where do you get all these questions? Ask again and I'll kick you!"
Half a year apart, and hearing that familiar catchphrase of Tianchan's once more, Wei Zhao could not help the ache in his heart. Suddenly he spread his arms wide and swept Tianchan into his embrace, holding her tight.
"You!" Tianchan gave a soft cry, and by the time she came to her senses, her nose was already full of Wei Zhao's scent—that familiar scent she had thought of day and night and could never forget.
She struggled symbolically, but could not break free of Wei Zhao's embrace, and so she gave up trying. Were it not for the cruel reality, why would she ever have wished to escape such a warm embrace, one that set her heart at peace?
In the small room, beneath the candlelight, a man and a woman held each other tightly just so, quietly feeling each other's heartbeats, reluctant for a long while to let go.
After a long time, Wei Zhao stroked Tianchan's hair and asked, "Can you tell me why now?"
"Please... don't ask! This matter truly holds no good for you. Just pretend you never saw me, all right? Had I known you would be here, I should never have come to this auction." Tianchan's delicate body trembled slightly in Wei Zhao's arms, her voice thick with tears in a way that could not but stir one's pity.
Wei Zhao held her tightly still, reached up to pat her back gently, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid. Heaven never bars a man's way. Trust me—so long as you tell me properly, no matter what it is, there is always a way to resolve it. Tell me, is it because of that Zheng Tianjie? What has he done to you?"
With matters pressed to this point, Tianchan could conceal it no longer and had no choice but to admit, "That's right. He is the legitimate grandson of the vice hall master of our Pill Hall. A few days ago his grandfather declared publicly that he intended to betroth me to him..."
"Betroth you to him? Hah, I'd say the man has a death wish!" Wei Zhao's gaze sharpened, and killing intent showed plain upon his face.