socalfunplaces Chapter 29 Wanjing's Heart-Stopping Destiny
Chapter 29 Wanjing's Heart-Stopping Destiny
Chapter 29 Wanjing's Heart-Stopping Destiny
First paragraph
Su Wanjing hid behind the old locust tree outside the Divine Turtle Temple, staring intently into the house.
Wu Meiniang leaned against the table, half of her body leaning towards Chen Shanhe. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she spoke, and her eyes were glued to his face.
The voice was soft and sweet, each word penetrating the ears, making Su Wanjing, who was outside the wall, feel her heart tighten.
She could see it clearly: Chen Shanhe stood there, his ears so red they were almost bleeding, his hands clenched tightly, his whole body as taut as a fully drawn bow.
Even the most oblivious person could see that this young man was about to give up.
Su Wanjing dug her nails deep into her palms, the pain unable to suppress the panic in her heart.
If Wu Meiniang takes just one more step forward and whispers another seductive word, Chen Shanhe's defenses could crumble at any moment.
She dared not look any longer, turned around and walked quickly home, her steps unsteady, her whole body burning up.
When she got home, there was a freshly cooked meal on the table, steaming hot, but she couldn't swallow a single bite.
I picked up the bowl and put it down again, picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, my mind was filled with that scene in the temple.
Lying in bed at night, she kept her eyes open until dawn, without feeling sleepy at all.
The moment I close my eyes, I see Wu Meiniang's alluring smile and Chen Shanhe's embarrassed and flustered face.
The thought of the two of them getting intimate in the temple made her tense up, her heart ached and she felt so flustered she could hardly breathe.
In the past, he was quick and efficient at feeding pigs, cooking, and sewing, but now he often pricks his hand with a needle and can't even thread the needle.
He was completely distracted, unable to muster any energy for anything, and his face was deathly pale.
Grandpa Su Mingyuan saw everything clearly, but he never pointed it out.
He had noticed his granddaughter's unusual behavior these past few days and knew without asking that it was because of the young doctor at the temple.
Second paragraph
That afternoon, Su Mingyuan called Su Wanjing to the stone bench in the courtyard.
The old man slowly sat down, his gaze falling on his granddaughter's distraught face, his tone very calm.
"Wanjing, you haven't been eating or sleeping well these past few days. What's bothering you?"
Su Wanjing's body stiffened abruptly, her head lowered instantly, and her fingers twisted the hem of her clothes tightly.
Her cheeks flushed bright red instantly, the redness spreading from her face all the way to her ears, and even her neck felt hot.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say it was nothing, but the words caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single one.
Seeing her like this, Su Mingyuan sighed softly and softened his tone.
"Don't hide it from me, and don't avoid it. That Chen Shanhe is a decent person, hardworking, and has good medical skills. He's a reliable kid."
Su Wanjing suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide with surprise.
She didn't expect that her grandfather had already seen through her thoughts and had spoken frankly about them.
My heart felt both shy and hot, my nose tingled slightly, and my eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
Su Mingyuan looked at her, his expression becoming more serious.
"We're an honest family, we don't play those shady games, and we can't compete with those seductive women outside."
"If you've truly decided on him, don't hesitate or drag your feet."
Opportunities don't wait for anyone. If you miss this chance, you don't know when you'll get another one.
"If you wait until someone else snatches her away, you'll regret it later, and you'll have nowhere to cry."
Every word struck Su Wanjing squarely, hitting her where she feared most.
She looked at her grandfather, her lips trembling slightly, the thin veil of shame in her heart suddenly pierced.
Paragraph
Su Wanjing bit her lower lip, steeled her resolve, and all her previous shyness, timidity, and hesitation vanished instantly.
Wu Meiniang went to the temple every day, using both soft and hard tactics, relentlessly pressuring Chen Shanhe, and Chen Shanhe's defenses weakened day by day.
If she doesn't make a move sooner or later, and keeps dragging her feet, Chen Shanhe will be seduced by that woman.
Rather than sitting idly by and watching your beloved be taken away, it's better to take the initiative and hold them firmly in your hands.
Once she made up her mind, she immediately felt lighter, and the gloom, panic, and unease that had been weighing on her heart for days vanished.
His eyes brightened again, and color returned to his face; he was no longer the absent-minded person he had been before.
She stood up straight, nodded heavily to her grandfather, her voice not loud, but unusually firm.
"Grandpa, I understand. I won't hesitate anymore."
Seeing his granddaughter's determined expression, Su Mingyuan nodded slightly, a look of relief on his face.
"I understand now. When it comes to relationships, don't wrong yourself, and don't leave yourself with regrets."
Su Wanjing said no more and turned to walk quickly back into the house.
She found her cleanest clothes to change into, then fetched some clean water and carefully washed her face.
Facing the small bronze mirror on the wall, she combed her hair neatly and tied it with a clean hair ribbon.
The girl in the mirror had rosy cheeks and a resolute yet shy look in her eyes.
She took a deep breath, calmed her wildly beating heart, pushed open the door and walked out with firm steps, heading straight for the Turtle Temple.
The wind on the road made her cheeks burn even hotter, and her heart pounded even harder. She was both flustered and filled with anticipation.
fourth paragraph
As soon as Su Wanjing reached the entrance of the Divine Turtle Temple, she heard a soft laugh coming from inside.
It was Wu Meiniang's voice, soft and alluring, making her heart clench.
She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, but instead of immediately pushing the door open, she stood outside, listening intently.
Inside the room, Chen Shanhe's voice was noticeably dry and his speech was intermittent, clearly indicating that he was already restless.
Su Wanjing gritted her teeth, and the last trace of hesitation in her heart vanished completely.
Without further hesitation, she gently pushed open the temple door and stepped straight inside.
His gaze fell directly on Chen Shanhe, without flinching or avoiding, carrying a resolute determination.
Hearing the noise, Wu Meiniang slowly turned her head, her smile unchanged, but her eyes held a hint of amusement and provocation.
She was clearly looking forward to seeing Su Wanjing make a fool of herself, to see how this young girl would compete with her.
When Chen Shanhe saw Su Wanjing suddenly enter, he was first taken aback, then breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had grasped a lifeline.
Su Wanjing didn't look at Wu Meiniang, completely ignoring the woman beside her, and walked straight to Chen Shanhe and stood there.
She looked up at the man she had been longing for day and night, her cheeks burning and her breathing becoming rapid.
But his eyes were unusually firm, showing no sign of backing down.
She had only one thought in her mind—she had to get things straight today and keep the person here.
We can't wait any longer, we can't back down any further, and we certainly can't give him up to anyone else.
The atmosphere inside the room instantly became extremely tense, with the three parties facing off and undercurrents surging.
Wu Meiniang's provocation, Chen Shanhe's panic, and Su Wanjing's resoluteness were all mixed together.
A contest of passion and desire, of struggle and scramble, has only just begun.