One Hundred Ways to Whitewash Villains [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

11.13

 　　It was unknown whether he was interested in Wei Chengze's craftsmanship or was moved by Wei Chengze's words. After being silent for a while, Zhuang Qingwen actually nodded and agreed to Wei Chengze's proposal, which made him accustomed to Wei Chengze, who noticed the other party's polite and distant attitude, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

　　To be honest, Wei Chengze's craftsmanship is not particularly good. After all, he is not someone who often does this kind of thing. Of course, he cannot become a chef all of a sudden. But for Zhuang Qingwen, who had not eaten this kind of ordinary food for many years, it was enough.

　　But this person who never wanted to lose his grace all the time still cared about his own image after all. He only tasted a little bit and didn't do anything anymore. He just turned his head and looked at Wei Chengze talking with joy about what Tang Mo taught him. How to make the dish.

　　Perhaps because he knew An Yingsheng's thoughts about Zhuang Qingwen, this young man rarely mentioned his master in front of Zhuang Qingwen, and the topics he often picked were related to the late Tang Dynasty.

　　This is a little selfishness belonging to this child, so simple and adorable.

　　It was precisely because he could hear things about the late Tang Dynasty that he had never known about from this person's mouth that Zhuang Qingwen allowed this annoying person to hang around in front of him all day long.

　　However, sure enough, the more he listened, the more jealousy in his heart spread quickly like creeping grass in the wilderness.

　　Sometimes, Zhuang Qingwen felt that he actually envied the person in front of him. I envy this child for not caring about unnecessary things, and I envy the other person for being able to express his feelings without any scruples.

　　And when this kind of envy cannot be eliminated and gradually accumulates, dark and ugly emotions will breed.

　　Looking away, the corners of Zhuang Qingwen's mouth raised slightly, with a gentleness in his expression: "Do you want to go to Lingyin Secret Realm together?"

　　"...Eh?" I didn't expect Zhuang Qingwen to say such a thing suddenly. Come on, Wei Chengze was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't understand what he meant.

　　"Don't you want to go?" Seeing Wei Chengze's appearance, the arc of Zhuang Qingwen's lips slowly widened, and the look in his eyes deepened little by little, "Lingyin Secret Realm?"

　　At this time, Wei Chengze came back to his senses, a little He poked the roast chicken in front of him depressedly, with a slightly aggrieved expression on his face: "Master said, my cultivation level is too low and I can't follow you."

　　Although Tang Mo also said similar words, for him Speaking of which, these words came out of An Yingsheng's mouth, which made him feel even more concerned.

　　"If you want to go, I can find a way to convince Senior Brother An." Zhuang Qingwen looked at Wei Chengze, the smile on his face slightly deepened, "You just need to tell me - do you want to go?"

　　- Of course I do.

　　Even though he knew that the secret realm left by the legendary power was not a place where a person with low cultivation level should go, the feeling of being left alone by someone he cared about was really uncomfortable. What's more... Glancing at Zhuang Qingwen, who was waiting for his answer, Wei Chengze couldn't help but pursed his lips, revealing his innermost thoughts.

　　Sensing Wei Chengze's gaze, a slight smile appeared in Zhuang Qingwen's eyes.

　　Of course he knows what kind of answer this person will give. After all, there are very few people in this world who can let the person they like leave with their love rival and remain indifferent. And Wei Chengze definitely does not belong to that small group of people.

　　Presumably if the person who said what he said now was Tang Mo, or someone else, Wei Chengze would have nodded without hesitation, but if the person who said this had been Zhuang Qingwen... Looking at Wei Chengze's eyes, he was confused. With a look on his face, Zhuang Qingwen couldn't help but chuckle: "I know," he stood up from under the tree, paused, and suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Wei Chengze's head, "Wait for me Good news."

　　Wei Chengze dazedly touched the top of his head and didn't come back to his senses for a while. It wasn't until Zhuang Qingwen walked away that he suddenly thought of something and opened his mouth to say something, but the other party had already Disappeared from his sight.

　　Looking at the direction Zhuang Qingwen was leaving, Wei Chengze opened and closed his lips several times before looking away. He lowered his head in frustration and stared at the unfinished roast chicken in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

　　Of course, he couldn't really believe that Zhuang Qingwen suddenly had a kind heart. There were many dangers in the secret realm. He, who was forbidden by An Yingsheng to even release his spiritual power, must not even be able to protect himself there. .

　　However, Wei Chengze didn't think Zhuang Qingwen wanted to use this opportunity to get rid of him.

　　Although this guy's methods are indeed not very bright, he has not touched the fundamental interests of the other party, and Zhuang Qingwen does not need to go to war to get rid of him. Besides, if something really happened to him in the secret realm, Zhuang Qingwen, who proposed to let him enter the secret realm together, would definitely not be able to escape the involvement.

　　Not to mention the late Tang Dynasty, but An Yingsheng, even if he doesn't say it clearly, it will definitely leave a knot in his heart.

　　Zhuang Qingwen would not do such a thing that would do more harm than good.

　　His purpose for doing this this time must be to make Wei Chengze recognize his position.

　　——You can't change An Yingsheng's decision, but I can.

　　Looking at the roast chicken in his hand with his cheeks puffed up, Wei Chengze felt that this thing was particularly unpleasant to his eyes. Throwing the things in his hands back, he looked down at the oil stains on his hands, and his mood became even worse.

　　It was clear that Zhuang Qingwen also ate this thing just now, but his hands were not stained at all - even his movements when eating looked extremely dignified.

　　"I said, don't throw things away when you're in a bad mood!" A sudden voice from behind interrupted Wei Chengze's thoughts. He turned around and saw Tang Mo holding the barbecue he had just thrown away. The chicken came over, "Did you hit someone?" He stopped in front of Wei Chengze. Tang Mo looked at him condescendingly, with the expression of a rogue, "Tell me, how should you compensate me?"

　　"I'll give you what you have." Wei Chengze said weakly, raising his eyelids.

　　Tang Mo: ...

　　Looking at the roast chicken in his hand that was obviously leftover, Tang Mo didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

　　This kid is really getting less and less cute!

　　Thinking like this, Tang Mo brought the roast chicken to his mouth and took a bite - doesn't it taste good?

　　"What's wrong?" Tang Mo sat down next to Wei Chengze and asked, "What did Zhuang Qingwen say to you?"

　　Just now, he found Wei Chengze and Zhuang Qingwen together halfway. Wei Chengze will show such an expression later, and it has something to do with that guy.

　　Hearing Tang Mo's question, Wei Chengze hesitated for a while, and then obediently told what happened - he obviously preferred finding someone to talk to rather than keeping things in his heart.

　　While eating roast chicken and listening to Wei Chengze finish the story, Tang Mo tilted his head: "Then do you hope Zhuang Qingwen can convince your master, or do you hope he can't convince your master?"

　　"..." He lowered his head and fell silent. After a while, Wei Chengze said dullly, "We all hope, but we don't hope."

　　An Yingsheng's decision not to let him follow him was originally for his safety. If he just because of Zhuang Qingwen's few words If An Yingsheng changed his mind, he would change his mind, which means that Zhuang Qingwen's thoughts are more important than Wei Chengze's safety in An Yingsheng's eyes; but if An Yingsheng disagrees with Zhuang Qingwen's proposal, he will have to be left alone. On the mountain, the distance between An Yingsheng and An Yingsheng, which was not short before, becomes even further.

　　——No matter which one it is, he doesn't want it.

　　After staring at Wei Chengze's sulky expression for a long time, Tang Mo finally looked away. As if to relieve the tightness in his chest, he took a long breath, leaned back slightly, and leaned against the tree trunk behind him.

　　Of course he could tell what Wei Chengze was thinking, and he could also guess some of Zhuang Qingwen's purpose.

　　Even though he really didn't like this roundabout method, he was not Wei Chengze who had not experienced many storms. He could still see what some people were thinking. Zhuang Qingwen must have seen how special An Yingsheng was to Wei Chengze, so he couldn't sit still? However, if Zhuang Qingwen was really together with An Yingsheng... His eyes unconsciously drifted to Wei Chengze beside him, and Tang Mo couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart.

　　But soon, Tang Mo couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

　　So what if those two people finally achieve enlightenment? There will be no change in this little guy's mind at all. Otherwise, he should have given up long ago when he discovered An Yingsheng's thoughts about Zhuang Qingwen.

　　Really, he is so stubborn, I don't know who he learned it from.

　　"Okay, what do you say to Guan An? If you want to go to the secret realm, I will take you there!" Tang Mo put one hand on Wei Chengze's shoulder and rubbed the top of his hair vigorously with the other. "You're such a little guy, how can I still protect you?"

　　Tang Mo's words made Wei Chengze a little stunned, and it took him a long time to understand what he meant.

　　——No matter what An Yingsheng's answer is, treat it as rejection. The reason why he was able to follow him to the Lingyin Secret Realm was not because of An Yingsheng, let alone Zhuang Qingwen, but because of the late Tang Dynasty.

　　It has nothing to do with anyone else.

　　Wei Chengze couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. Wei Chengze's lips moved and he said, "If you put the oil on your hands on me again, I will beat you."

　　Tang Mo: ...

　　This kid, don't you dare? How dare you ever say what he wants? Will he die if he doesn't choke? !

　　As soon as this thought came into his mind, Tang Mo heard the person in his arms say softly: "Thank you."

　　His voice was very soft. If he wasn't so close, Tang Mo might not have been able to hear it. But just that sound that rivaled that of a mosquito made Tang Mo's heart suddenly soften.

　　Tang Mo felt that he was really hopeless. What he wanted to do most in his heart was to dig that guy named An Yingsheng out of his arms, but just because of this insignificant thank you, he kept sending people to An Yingsheng again and again. Yingsheng pushed there.

　　Really...very ill.