Nevertheless, Shen Jinglin looks calm as he speaks: âJingya, itâs been a while. How are you and... Chunming these days?â
The woman in front of him is called Fang Jingya.
Before, she would often form a small team with Shen Jinglin, travelling for experience in various places, and improving their cultivation.
Thereâs also another one who had a close relationship with Shen Jinglin, the one that he had taken care of like a younger brother â Zhao Chunming.
The three of them could be considered as childhood friends, their relationship wasnât shallow.
A year ago however, Shen Jinglin had an accident and was completely crippled.
These two, who were supposedly like blood siblings to him, suddenly cut off contact with him.
Itâs just that, Zhao Chunming personally delivered a wedding invitation to him half a year ago, with a high and mighty face, he saidâ
He and Jingya are getting married, but looking at Shen Jinglinâs appearance as a waste, heâs afraid that the latter couldnât participate in the pairâs wedding ceremony.
Itâs then that Shen Jinglin knew.
This man who called him âJinglin-brotherâ on the outside, had all along envied and resented him behind his back, and couldnât wait for him to die.
To his question, Fang Jingyaâs tears fall more freely, but she immediately turns away. She wipes of her tears and forces herself to show a smiling expression, âShen-brother, I... Iâm doing very well... but you...â
âJingya, how could you run around by yourself?â
As sheâs speaking, a manâs voice could suddenly be heard from a distance.
Upon hearing this voice, Fang Jingya immediately trembles from head to foot, her wan and sallow face showing a frightened expression.
While talking, the owner of that voice is already striding forward.
His sight sweeps over from Fang Jingya until it eventually settles on Shen Jinglinâs face. Showing a suggestive smile: âAh, I say, why would Jingya suddenly stop here instead of moving? Turns out she came across an acquaintance. Jinglin-brother, really, long time no see!â
Shen Jinglinâs complexion turns gloomy all of a sudden.
He doesnât want to get involved with this guy who âfollows the red, pushes the whiteâ*, who forgets favors and violates justice, so he turns around to walk away.
- cling to someone whoâs strong, but when the person loses that power, snob her/him.
Before he could move however, Zhao Chunmingâs gaze, harboring malicious intentions, unexpectedly falls on his crippled leg.
âJinglin-brother, seeing that you can walk around outside, I thought that your... disability has already been cured! It turns out that youâre still in this miserable state! Really pitiful, donât you have money for treatment? Since weâre brothers, say, Jinglin-brother, how about I give you some money for medical expenses?â
âChunming, donât say that.â Fang Jingya pulls on Zhao Chunming, her voice trembling as she speaks, âLetâs go back, okay?â
Zhao Chunming turns his head towards Fang Jingya, sending her a smile that isnât a smile, with taunting expression in his eyes.
All of a sudden, without any warning, he raises his hand and ruthlessly throws a slap to her face.
Fang Jingya reels from this slap, blood leaks out from the corner of her mouth.
âSlut, did you forget that you are my woman? Actually daring to be concerned about another man in front of my face, I could see that youâre tired of living, arenât you?â
Shen Jinglin abruptly comes back to his senses.
He couldnât believe that Zhao Chunming, who had once been eager and attentive as he follows around Fang Jingya, could actually be like this towards his wife.
He sees Zhao Chunming lifting his foot to ruthlessly kick Fang Jingya.
He quickly steps forward to stop it, âZhao Chunming, what are you doing? Beating a woman, what are you thinking?â
Zhen Chunming sneers: âDo I need you to come and manage me on beating my own woman? Or maybe, the two of you have already fooled around and committed adultery, so seeing your lover suffer hardship is making you feel bad?â
âNo! Not true!â Fang Jingya shakes her head, cheeks streaming with tears, âJinglin-brother and I, we are clean an unstained, weâve never been improper, you mustnât talk rubbish and slander us!â
âWhore!â Zhao Chunming raises his foot and mercilessly stomps down on Fang Jingyaâs face, âDo you have any qualifications to speak here?â