A gentle breeze blew across his face. The gentle breeze in the bamboo forest did not make Chang Wuyuan feel cool at this time. The sudden news made him feel at a loss.
He slightly turned his head to look at the shy Snow Cherry beside him, not knowing what to say!
Chang Qidao's eyes narrowed when he saw the youth's stiff expression.""What's wrong? Don't tell me you think my daughter isn't worthy of you?”
"That's not what I meant. I just…I just feel that now is not the time to talk about marriage, so I hope Godfather can retract his order!”Chang Wuyuan said softly.
At this moment, Snow Cherry felt a lump in her throat. She had always been optimistic and lively, but when she heard the rejection in the youth's voice, she felt tears for the first time!
A sparkling light slowly condensed at the corner of her innocent and beautiful eyes, and finally, it continuously swirled in her eyes!
Looking at the sad girl in front of him, he finally realized that this lively girl had always liked him. However, he was careless and did not notice this love!
" Xiaoxue, I…" Chang Wuyuan wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to start.
Looking at the young man's troubled expression, Snow Cherry's tears finally flowed down,"Brother Wuyuan, you don't have to make things difficult for me. This is just a suggestion from Father.”Although her face was already covered in tears, the girl still forced a smile.
"Little Xue, what are you talking about? How could his father's words not count? As long as you like this kid, then this marriage is considered a success. Why do you have to suffer!”Chang Qidao said with heartache.
"Father, don't say anymore. Brother Wuyuan has no intention of marrying me. Why should we force him? Besides, he just didn't plan to get married for the time being. It wouldn't be too late to talk about this when he had figured it out one day!”The girl wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and tried her best to smile!
Chang Qidao waved his sleeves forcefully and said in a bad mood,""You take care of yourself!"
He turned around and glared at Chang Wuyuan before disappearing from the spot!
Seeing Snow Cherry helping him out, Chang Wuyuan said in embarrassment,"Thank you for your understanding, Sister Xue 'er!"
Snow Cherry smiled," Brother Wuyuan, you're being too polite. I know that a forced melon won't be sweet. I don't know why brother Wuyuan rejected this marriage. No matter what, I'm willing to wait!”After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the green bamboo forest with light footsteps!
Looking at the young girl's back that was no longer lively, she used to walk like a little bunny, but now she looked a little miserable. In truth, Chang Wuyuan really couldn't bear to see her like this. He wanted to immediately stop Snow Cherry and tell her that he already had someone in his heart, but he was more afraid that his honesty would hurt her even more…
Chang Wuyuan only let out a long sigh of relief when the girl's figure had completely disappeared from his sight. At this moment, he had mixed feelings. Unknowingly, their relationship might become extremely complicated from now on, and the single feeling from before might never appear again.
At this moment, a streak of Sword Qi streaked across the sky like a meteor towards Chang Wuyuan. The sharp Sword Qi startled all the birds in the forest.
Chang Wuyuan's eyes narrowed. As he retreated to the side, he quickly unsheathed the Yurou Sword at his waist. Then, the Yurou Sword moved like a silver snake, directly blocking the fierce Sword Qi.
Clang...
Sparks flew in all directions, and sword qi surged.
After a few consecutive somersaults, he stood firmly on the top of a green bamboo. He stood with his sword behind his back, and his clear eyes faintly revealed a killing intent that penetrated deep into his bones.
If he had been careless enough to be hit by that sword just now, he would have been seriously injured or even killed. Now, he was furious. He would not allow himself to let go of this guy who had shot an arrow in the back.
Right at this moment, a young man in his twenties was coldly locking onto him. This man was dressed in a black robe and was dressed the same as Chang Wuyuan. It was obvious that the two of them were of equal status. In terms of appearance, this man was not inferior to Chang Wuyuan at all.
However, what Chang Wuyuan didn't understand was that this person was none other than his third brother, Chang Xifeng, who had the best relationship with him.
"Third Brother! Why is it you?" He obviously did not know that the person who launched the sneak attack was him. Moreover, the coldness in the other party's eyes made him certain that the person who almost took his life just now was his third brother.
"How can you make Xue 'er's heart hurt like this? She has always liked you, but what about you? Yet, he had hurt her so thoroughly with an innocent attitude!”Chang Xifeng said coldly, his murderous intent unconcealed.
"I…I don't want to either! It was just that things had happened too suddenly, and he had not thought it through yet!”Chang Wuyuan explained.
"Enough! Don't quibble anymore. Even if you have enough time, I think you will choose to refuse!”Chang Xifeng roared.
Hearing Chang Xifeng's angry roar, Chang Wuyuan did not say anything else. He knew that what the other party said might be true. Even if there was enough time, could he choose to agree?
"Are we still brothers?" Chang Xifeng asked slowly.
Chang Wuyuan nodded without hesitation.
"Since that's the case, I hope you can agree to this marriage? Because I don't want to see Xue 'er unhappy all day. At the same time, I don't want you and I to become strangers because of this matter. I hope you can understand Third Brother's painstaking efforts!”Chang Xifeng sheathed his sword, turned around, and walked into the distance. His back view was still desolate.
Looking at Chang Xifeng's receding figure, Chang Wuyuan smiled bitterly and said,""When did I ever want Xiaoxue to be unhappy? I hope that our brotherhood will be broken? But even if we agree to this marriage, can we…be happy?”
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