Husband-stealing story

Chapter 34

The soft, flowing silk felt like a cloud against her skin, and the vibrant colors made Nineteen's face even more beautiful. Her large, dark eyes darted around, showing some unease and trepidation.

Shen Yun looked at Nineteen with admiration, then his gaze shifted to the large sword behind her, and he shook his head inwardly.

What a spoilsport.

Not only Shen Yuntan, but all the men in the inn felt the same way: that big sword paired with such a beautiful and delicate woman was a real eyesore.

Feeling helpless under everyone's gaze, Nineteen finally lost her temper and unleashed her fury, swinging her broadsword and smashing a long bench to pieces: "Eat your own food! What are you looking at!"

Her shout startled some of the ruffians, whose martial arts skills were too weak to be presumptuous, and they had no choice but to avert their gazes. Those who had some skill also felt that staring at a young lady like that was improper, so they naturally lowered their heads as well. Only Shen Yun remained calm and composed, probably used to the tigress's frequent outbursts of anger. He looked her up and down, clicking his tongue repeatedly.

"Tianxiu is right, Nineteen is truly a beauty."

Nineteen sat opposite him, picking up the half-bowl of rice porridge that the trembling waiter handed her—just now, when Nineteen had lost her temper, the waiter's hand had trembled, spilling half of it. Shen Yuntan peeled a quail egg for her and said, "Eat something light first to soothe your stomach, and you can eat something else later."

Nineteen naturally took the egg and said, "These clothes..."

He saw through her thoughts and replied, "There's no need to save money for Tianxiu. He owed my family money from his business dealings before, and he's been dragging his feet on paying it back."

oh!!!!!

Turns out he's a sissy who owes money and refuses to pay it back!

Nineteen mentally scorned Tianxiu once more, and by extension, Tianshu as well. A perverted, narcissistic serial killer, and a sissy who refused to pay back his debts—the Sangmen were indeed all bad.

Thinking back to Tian Shu's disheveled appearance that night, she couldn't help but laugh. Forgetting her decision not to tell Shen Yun Tan the day before, she chattered and recounted how she had bullied Tian Shu.

Shen Yun felt both relieved and amused. She was relieved that Tian Shu had let her off the hook despite being tricked like that. However, imagining Tian Shu's disheveled state made her laugh even more. After all, they had grown up together and were closer. Although they had gone their separate ways after leaving their sect, with Tian Xiu appearing in between, they had always maintained a tacit understanding.

Although everyone knows that a war may be inevitable in the future, they all hope that it will be a fair and just battle to the death.

Nineteen, resting his chin on his hand, said, "Yun Tan, you're quite handsome too. You might even look better than Tian Shu when you dress up as a woman."

Shen Yuntan, who had been gloating just moments before, now felt a deep sense of sympathy for Tian Shu.

"Just kidding!" Seeing his bewildered expression, Nineteen burst into laughter.

The two chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company. However, as they laughed, Nineteen suddenly stopped. Her eyes were fixed on the outside of the inn. Shen Yuntan noticed her sudden change in expression and followed her gaze.

There were two people outside the inn, both dressed in flowing white robes and possessing extraordinary bearing.

The man was dressed in a white scholar's robe, carrying a long sword. He was tall and straight, with shoulders that, though not broad, exuded a scholarly air. The woman nestled against him petitely, her white dress almost trailing on the ground. Her exquisitely beautiful face was adorned with strikingly expressive eyes. However, she seemed to possess a gentle and timid nature, almost half her body pressed against the man, cautiously surveying her surroundings.

The two stood together, the man handsome and the woman graceful, a perfect couple.

The young couple entered the inn and were surprised to see Nineteen.

The woman hid behind the man, as if she had seen some kind of demon or monster, and was very frightened.

The man seemed a little intimidated, but still stood in front of the woman like a true man, forcing a smile and bowing: "Senior Sister, it's been over a month since we last met. How have you been?"

Chapter Twenty-Two: An Encounter (Part Two)

Nineteen, his face stern, remained silent, his grip on the broadsword tightening, then tightening again.

Xu Ziqing forced a smile, as if she had a toothache: "Senior sister, don't blame Yan. Whether she lives or dies, I'll take full responsibility!"

Shen Yun calmly observed Nineteen's increasingly terrifying face, knowing it was the calm before the storm. He walked behind her and gently squeezed her hand resting on the hilt of her knife: "Nineteen, let's eat."

Nineteen remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard a word he said.

Shen Yun tugged at her clothes, his voice tinged with amusement: "Nineteen, porridge doesn't taste good when it's cold."

As he spoke and laughed, he didn't forget to sized up the two people in front of him.

Oh... this is the legendary junior brother.

That must be the legendary junior sister.

Shen Yuntan's gaze fell on the small face hidden behind her clothes. She stroked her chin thoughtfully. The man was in a very awkward situation, but the woman behind him, though looking terrified, had eyes full of anticipation for a good show.

Noticing Shen Yuntan's probing gaze, Gu Yan, hiding behind her husband, timidly spoke up: "Senior sister, don't be angry with Qing-gege. It's all my fault for causing a rift between you two. If you want to hit or scold, come at me."

Her voice was soft and delicate, and she looked so pitiful. Shen Yun sighed inwardly. No wonder this brat was willing to live and die for her.

Hmm... He doesn't care whether he lives or dies. But Shen Yuntan has never seen a man give birth before, and he doesn't know how Xu Ziqing is going to "give birth" to one for her.

Gu Yan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to every ear in the inn. Her frail appearance, like a swaying willow branch, involuntarily evoked a protective instinct in people. Everyone looked at Nineteen with a strange expression; without needing to say more, they had already concluded that the beautiful woman in red was abusing her power.

Nineteen took a deep breath, her face expressionless: "Junior brothers and sisters, what you're saying is ridiculous. Could it be that you've wronged me in some way that you're desperately begging for my forgiveness?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuntan secretly praised it, but seeing a hint of tears welling up in Nineteen's eyes, he felt extremely displeased.

Just as Xu Ziqing was about to say something, Gu Yan stopped her with her hand, curtsied, and said respectfully, "Senior Sister, you are overthinking it. It is rare to meet a fellow disciple when you are out and about. Please take good care of me." After speaking, she gently raised her eyes, and her gaze drifted to Shen Yuntan. She paused for a moment, and then, like a thread, she wrapped herself around him.

"Flirting eyes" doesn't mean flirting with your eyebrows and eyes.

In that brief moment, all the men in the inn felt that Gu Yan was watching them, and they all secretly became more mindful of their appearance, their eating manners becoming much more refined. However, Shen Yuntan, who was being watched by her, felt that she seemed to be looking at him, yet also at someone else. Her gaze was like the soul-reaping banner of the Black and White Impermanence, making people involuntarily have all sorts of fantasies and follow her around.

What captivating eyes! Shen Yuntan abandoned her initial disdain, focused her mind, and circulated her inner energy. She wondered how long she had cultivated those eyes to achieve such a mesmerizing yet not vulgar effect.

The innkeeper, who had already been currying favor with them, served them tea and invited them to sit down.

Xu Ziqing was clearly less at ease than Gu Yan, and sat somewhat awkwardly opposite Tang Shijiu, giving Shen Yuntan a polite smile. Shen Yuntan returned the greeting politely, then slightly closed his eyes, his aura subtly shifting, before turning to Gu Yan with a gentle smile. Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but return the smile. Only then did she realize that the person beside Tang Shijiu was no ordinary person, and dared not be too presumptuous, simply sitting to one side with her hands at her sides, pouring tea for the three of them.

Nineteen's hands were ice-cold and slippery with cold sweat.

Gu Yan smiled sweetly: "Senior sister, who is this gentleman? Won't you introduce him to us?"