In the seven years since he had seen her, the young girl of days past had grown up into a fine young woman, possessing elegance and grace.
As a young girl, few could match her beauty. Now that she was all grown up, her beauty exceeded his wildest imagination.
His gaze fell on her bulging belly. She could not have been much older than a regular college student, and yetâ¦
âYou shameless scoundrel!â Qin Feng roared, glaring fiercely at Fu Tingyu.
Fu Tingyu received Qin Fengâs indignant glare with cool indifference. The feeling was mutual.
Qin Shu regarded Qin Feng silently. He had casually taken the seat opposite hers without waiting for an invitation.
There was no need for introductions; they already knew one another.
The longer Qin Feng stared at Qin Shu, the more he felt embarrassed, strangely enough.
Perhaps it was because of how they met, the process by which they became better acquainted with each other, or the way she saved him when he was poisoned. His feelings for her were a complicated tangle of knots he did not know how to unravel.
One thing was certain, however. The young girl dwelling in his memories had grown up, maturing into a fine young woman.
Blurting the first thing that came to mind, he said, âIf I had known you were Ling Bao when I first met you, I would have brought you away and made Fu Tingyu, this despicable man, cry bitterly and pay for what he has done.â
Fu Tingyu had just sat down beside Qin Shu when he heard Qin Fengâs words. Sneering, he sent Qin Feng a withering glare.
Qin Feng ignored Fu Tingyu. He only had eyes for Qin Shu, and it showed the dazzling smile trained at her.
Qin Shu did not expect Qin Feng to say such words the moment they met. It was endearing, the way he wanted to protect her.
Unfortunately, she had no recollection of this junior martial brother of hers.
Although she did not remember learning martial arts on Mount Qi, she had heard many things about the mountain and the time she was said to have spent there.
From what she could gather, Qin Shu learnt that she was the first disciple accepted, and therefore, was called Senior Martial Sister by those who joined after her.
Despite Fu Tingyu and Qin Feng being several years older and more successful than she was, they still had to address her as Senior Sister. It felt great.
âIâm sorry, but I donât remember my time on the mountain.â Qin Shu was referring to her time spent on Mount Qi.
Not remembering what happened on Mount Qi was a sore point for her.
Qin Feng smiled. âItâs fine if you donât remember. Who knows? You might remember in the future. You need only know one thing. Fu Tingyu, this despicable man, is a bully and he enjoys bullying those weaker than him. Just say the word, and Iâll help you get back at him.â
Fu Tingyu laughed coldly. âIâm afraid Iâll have to disappoint you. There is no one worth bullying except my wife. I have no time for anyone else.â
Qin Feng chuckled mirthlessly, retorting, âI wouldnât be so sure if I were you. You have the blackest heart Iâve ever had the misfortune of knowing.â
In the past, Fu Tingyuâs martial prowess might have been second to none. Now? Hehe! He could defeat the pride of the Celestial Sect with one hand!
The tables had turned. Fu Tingyu was not his match, and they both knew it.
âHumph! No matter how black it may be, there will always be an untainted spot within it for my wife.â Fu Tingyu emphasised the two words, âmy wifeâ, in his passionate declaration.
Dazed, Qin Shu did not know how to react.
Fu Tingyuâs gaze shifted from Qin Feng to Qin Shu. The frigid pinpricks of obsidian immediately thawed, turning into mellow pools of comforting warmth. âMy wife, let me peel some fruits for you.â
No sooner had he said so than Fu Tingyu got up, disappearing in search of fruits for his wife.
Qin Fengâs eyes trailed after Fu Tingyuâs departing form. Only when he was sure the other man would not hear him did he ask Qin Shu seriously, âDo you want to get away from him? I can help you. I guarantee he wonât be able to find you.â
Qin Fengâs expression was solemn. He did not seem to be joking.
Qin Shu offered Qin Feng a wan smile. âI only want to know now, who made me lose my memory?
âI donât know. I only found out about your memory loss recently.â Qin Feng replied apologetically.
His fury was palpable as he apologised. âI met Fu Tingyu in Nan Yue. That villain did not mention you at all! How could he be so treacherous!â
Qin Shu listened quietly. Once he had finished venting, she said, âItâs not just you. He lied to Han Xiao and Hua Wuyan too. He⦠he should clear the air once and for all.â
While they were in the capital, Fu Tingyu had said they were two different people because they did not share the same speech patterns. Obviously, he had been lying through his teeth.
âHow could he do this?â Qin Feng was so angry his face turned blue. âMemory alteration is not a technique just anyone can use. The user has to be sufficiently skilled, or the target would become a vegetable. Itâs been more than ten years since your memories were stolen from you. Itâll be a challenge finding the culprit, let alone uncovering the reason for taking your memories away.â
Qin Shu frowned when she heard this. How could she find someone she did not know, someone she had not met in ten years?
How would she find the perpetrator?
Before she could voice her questions, Qin Feng continued, âDonât worry. Iâll help you find the person who did this to you and seek answers on your behalf. Once we find whoever it is, Iâm sure your memory will be restored.â
Ever since her rebirth, Qin Shu found it easier to differentiate those who treated her sincerely from those who held ulterior motives. Qin Feng fell into the former category. With gratitude shining in her eyes, she said, âThank you, Junior Brother.â
Qin Feng was about to reply by saying it was a small matter and that she did not need to be overly zealous with her thanks, considering the relationship they shared in the past.
However, before he could do so, Qin Shu acknowledged him as her Junior Brother, causing him to choke on his saliva.
Following the customary rules of Mount Qi, it would not have been wrong for him to call her his Senior Sister. Nonetheless, it did not take away his discomfort in having to do so, considering their age difference.
Pointing at himself and then back at her, he quipped, âDo you think itâs appropriate for me to call you Senior Sister with our age difference?â
Qin Shu coughed into her hand, muffling her laughter and said, âI think itâs quite appropriate. Iâll have you call me Senior Sister in a while, yet!â
The corners of Qin Fengâs mouth twitched. âI would prefer calling you Ling Bao to Senior Sister.â
At this moment, Fu Tingyu returned with a plate full of freshly peeled fruits and placed them in front of his wife. The fruits were washed, peeled, and then cut into cubes. They looked delicious.
Qin Feng regarded Fu Tingyu with due caution. He was a sneaky fellow who preyed on the weak and tormented those he did not like. âIt seems you treat our Senior Sister quite well.â
Fu Tingyu paused. Turning around, he shot Qin Feng a look that spelt death by a thousand knives.
A chill ran down Qin Fengâs spine. Even though Fu Tingyuâs martial strength had deteriorated severely, he still had an aura about him only an expert could possess.
The scene playing out reminded her of something Han Xiao had said in the past. Han Xiao mentioned how he and Fu Tingyu had once fought because he addressed her as Senior Sister.
As for the specifics, she did not know.
Resolving to find out the truth from Fu Tingyu, Qin Shu tried to catch his eye.
It so happened that Fu Tingyu glanced in her direction just as she wanted to speak to him. When their eyes met, they both paused.
âHoney, you should eat some of the fruit Iâve cut for you.â It was as if the confrontation he almost engaged Qin Feng in did not happen. Sitting down on the sofa, Fu Tingyu snuggled closer to Qin Shu; his sheep-like eyes held nothing in their sights but her. To make matters worse, he edged into her personal space and only stopped when he was satisfied that he could not get any closer.
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Meanwhile, Qin Feng nursed a sense of relief, having found Qin Shu at last. All he needed to do now was rescue her from Fu Tingyuâs clutches. The man was as nefarious as they come. He would not feel at ease leaving his precious Senior Sister by his side. Who knows when his horns and forked tail would appear? No. He would not allow Fu Tingyu to bully Qin Shu.
Before he left, Qin Feng gave Qin Shu a gift.
âThis is a little something for you. Itâs also to cash the blank check I wrote on Mount Qi.â
Qin Shu accepted the gift. It was a document bag. Confused, she asked, âWhatâs this supposed to be?â
âYouâll know when you open it and discover its contents,â said Qin Feng smiling mysteriously.
Qin Feng excused himself after bidding farewell to Qin Shu. As the door closed behind him, Qin Feng heard Fu Tingyu mutter a threat, âYou had better not have given my wife anything you shouldnât haveâ¦â
Qin Feng quirked an eyebrow mockingly, âUnlike you, Iâm more than happy to give her anything she wants. Besides, whatâs in there isnât for you.â
Qin Feng left with a smile. It was more than worth it seeing the blackened expression etched onto Fu Tingyuâs face.