Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

"This is Jingci Temple, please don’t make a scene, okay?"

Wen Zhi specifically reminded Liang Yin.

But she forgot that Liang Yin was famously rebellious, and her previous comment was only met with his disdain.

As expected, Liang Yin let out a snicker through his nose, "Don’t preach to me with that logic, it’s pointless."

Seeing that he was impervious, Wen Zhi struggled to pull her hand free.

Liang Yin’s face turned colder, and he lowered his voice, "To be so unwilling just from me touching your hand, you must have done even more intimate things with Shang Hexing, huh?"

Disbelief flashed in Wen Zhi’s eyes.

Then, a surge of anger gathered from the depths of her heart, erupted, and in an instant, she slapped Liang Yin across the face with her other hand.

Smack—

Liang Yin’s face turned to one side.

The sound of the slap was crisp.

The atmosphere turned as still as death in an instant, only to see Liang Yin opening his mouth, the numbness on his cheek overwhelming the pain. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and uttered, "Tsk..."

Wen Zhi curled her hand and swiftly withdrew it.

A faint red mark appeared on Liang Yin’s handsome face, still quite light. It was uncertain whether it would turn redder and more noticeable later.

"You’ve got quite a strong arm." Liang Yin’s tone was indifferent, his gaze notably colder, "Does your hand hurt?"

Wen Zhi had thought he would erupt in anger.

Instead, he asked with a stern face whether her hand hurt.

She shook her head, word for word, "It doesn’t hurt, nor would it hurt if I slapped you again."

Liang Yin laughed sardonically, his voice gruff, "My face is much thicker than your hand, slap me again, and your hand will hurt for three days."

Wen Zhi said, "That won’t happen, you’re exaggerating too much."

Liang Yin, "Then slap me again?"

Wen Zhi was astonished, thinking it was just a verbal spar, yet Liang Yin actually presented his face for her to slap.

"You really make no sense!" She pushed him away.

Liang Yin stumbled back half a step, laughing, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Wen Zhi pursed her lips, "You went too far with your words."

Liang Yin certainly knew his words had been excessive, he hadn’t intended to ask, but couldn’t help himself. He had thought Wen Zhi cared about her reputation and would explain it to him. Instead, she slapped him, just as fiery-tempered as before.

It seemed that day they hadn’t...

"Still angry?" he said, stepping closer to her.

Wen Zhi was very cautious, "What are you doing? You’re not going to hit me back, are you?"

Liang Yin was amused by her reaction, "What are you thinking, would I lay a hand on you?"

Wen Zhi almost really forgot, Liang Yin was a criminal detective.

"It’s you—!" Liang Yin suddenly wore a serious face and admonished her, "You know you’ve assaulted a police officer, right?"

Wen Zhi, "..."

He really had the nerve to say that.

But Wen Zhi couldn’t be bothered to argue, simply held out her hands to him with an indifferent attitude, "Then handcuff me."

"..."

Liang Yin looked at her hands, then at her face, puzzled, "Why are you still the same as before, always acting rashly, showing no hint of a gentle girl?"

Wen Zhi looked into Liang Yin’s eyes and said, "It’s not like I’ve never been gentle and caring towards you."

Liang Yin felt a lump in his heart and opened his mouth, "Can that still..."

"You stopped me earlier because you had something to ask, right? Ask now." Wen Zhi had other things to do and didn’t want to delay too much time.

The words that came out of Liang Yin were off-topic, "Still angry?"

Wen Zhi turned her face away, displaying an attitude of refusing to chat unless it was about serious matters.

Liang Yin smiled wryly, then raised his hand and pointed to the other side of his cheek, "How about you slap this side of my face too, for symmetry?"

Wen Zhi was bewildered, "...What?"

Seeing her as if frightened, Liang Yin’s tone softened a bit, "Are you going to hit or not? The opportunity is right before you, and you can even settle the score from that day at the Red River Bank! It would relieve your anger."

It would have been fine had he not mentioned that day.

Once he mentioned it, Wen Zhi got angry.

Yet, anger aside, she was helping Chong Wanyin that day and had swallowed her pride; that matter was considered settled, and she wouldn’t bring it up again, naturally not wanting to hear him mention it either.

Thus, Wen Zhi made her stance clear, "Let’s turn the page on the matter at the Red River Bank, and as for what just happened, let’s keep things separate; you slandered me, and I reacted physically, we’re even now, besides..."

After speaking, Wen Zhi kindly raised her hand and pointed Liang Yin in one direction, "Benefactor, if you walk straight in that direction for thirty meters and turn, then proceed another fifty meters, you will see the stairs leading to the Buddha Hall, go there to offer incense; this is the temple’s backyard."

After giving directions, Wen Zhi turned and walked away.

Liang Yin stood immovably, his gaze focused on her retreating figure, "Does the Shang family know about your thing with Shang Hexing?"

Wen Zhi stopped.

Liang Yin’s tone was not good, "Will he make your relationship public?"

Wen Zhi turned around, looking at him, her eyes full of confusion.

Liang Yin didn’t know if she genuinely didn’t understand or was pretending not to, "Shang Hexing being in that position shows how much he’s valued, and in the near future, he will go even further, stand even higher, but you and he are never on the same path, neither the Shang family nor the Han family would agree to him marrying you."

Wen Zhi tugged at the corner of her lips, "So you’re reminding me to weigh myself properly and not to dream of reaching beyond my grasp?"

Noble families have always paid great attention to their status.

Not to mention the Wen family couldn’t compare to the Shang family. Given the current reputation of the Wen family, Wen Zhi had already been screened out of the potential future daughter-in-law pool by those noble families.

That’s why Song Yuxing had confidently declared that day that Wen Zhi had no choices left.

At that moment, Liang Yin’s brows were furrowed into a shallow crease, "I just want to tell you, he might not be able to give you a formal status, you need to think it through."

Wen Zhi tightened her face, her emotions somewhat agitated by Liang Yin’s words, and she directly told him, "I am not with Mr. Shang."

Liang Yin was startled, obviously a bit taken aback, "You really aren’t together?"

Actually, Wen Zhi didn’t understand Liang Yin’s intentions, so she clarified this seriously and with a firm attitude, "We are not. Mr. Shang and I are innocent, and if you keep talking..."

"Okay! I won’t say anymore!" Liang Yin’s lips suddenly curled up in a seemingly happy expression.

But Wen Zhi found him inexplicably absurd.

"I won’t ever mention it again, I believe you, you are not together." At that moment, the smile in Liang Yin’s eyes was particularly intense.

Wen Zhi really couldn’t understand what was going on with him.

She turned to leave, and Liang Yin followed her pace, "When are you going back to Bai City?"

"Haven’t decided yet," replied Wen Zhi.

Seizing the opportunity, Liang Yin took out his phone, "Once you’ve decided, contact me, let’s exchange contact information, and when you return to Bai City, I’ll come to pick you up."

Wen Zhi declined, "No need to exchange."

"I won’t disturb you often, I’m very busy too, there’s a lot going on at the office," Liang Yin emphasized repeatedly that he would not bother her.