Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 175 Touches the Heartstrings

All eyes turned to Shi Zhenxiang again, with expressions of disdain that said, "You're such a person?"

"Jinxi, are you alright?"

Upon seeing this, Feng Qingti quickly stood up, took Zhan Jinxi's arm, and looked extremely concerned.

Regardless, she needs to distance herself from the situation first.

"Young man, you only need to use a scapegoat once. If I see it again, I'll get rid of it completely."

Wen Zijin casually placed her hand on Feng Qingti's shoulder, looking weary with a smile on her lips. Her gaze swept unabashedly across Feng Qingti's face, a strong sense of contempt rising in her eyes.

Feng Qingti froze, unable to move, at Wen Zijin's movements. Her lips twitched involuntarily, but she still mustered her courage and stammered.

"Sister, what...what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is clear to you alone."

Wen Zijin pushed Feng Qingti away and grabbed Zhan Jinxi's hand, pulling him towards another booth. "Zhan Jinxi, you're too naive. You need to change that."

"Oh my god, who is that? So cool and so sweet."

"Yeah, yeah, could it be Jinxi's older sister?"

"How could that be? I've never heard of the Zhan family having another daughter besides Zhan Jinxi."

The students all looked at Wen Zijin with admiration, covering their faces and praising her.

These voices lingered in Feng Qingti's ears like a spell, driving him to madness.

Ever since she met Wen Zijin, all she could hear were endless praises. No matter how she tried to escape, those voices always followed her.

She's had enough of hearing this over the years!

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Feng Qingti overturned everything on the table to the ground.

The students looked at Feng Qingti and hurriedly and fearfully hid away, not understanding why Feng Qingti's emotions were fluctuating so much.

Wen Zijing pulled Zhan Jinxi to sit down, poured her a glass of wine, and said in an annoyed tone, "If someone bullies you, you have to fight back. You can't hesitate for even a second. Even hesitating for half a second is disrespectful to yourself."

Zhan Jinxi looked at Wen Zijin and felt a warmth in his heart.

Like YoYo, she was born to redeem and heal others.

"Hey, are you really alright?"

Wen Zijing remembered that Zhan Jinxi had drunk that glass of wine, and fearing that she might suddenly become aroused, she asked.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It must be this red string that's working." Zhan Jinxi raised his arm and shook the red string on his wrist.

This is a birthday gift that Yoyo gave her on her coming-of-age ceremony.

This thing is amazing; it saves her whenever she's in danger.

"What is this?" Wen Zijin asked.

"Yoyo gave me this as a birthday present."

"My daughter is so skillful." Wen Zijin looked at the red rope. Although it was ordinary and unremarkable, Wen Zijin regarded it as a treasure.

"Sister Zijin".

Zhan Jinxi looked at Wen Zijin and sat a little closer to her.

Wen Zijin knew what she wanted to say.

"Is my older brother a jerk?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zijin was somewhat surprised that she would ask such a question.

"If you're not going back, there must be some bad reason why my older brother is doing this. Otherwise, how could you bear to leave me?"

“But even though my older brother isn’t good, he’s handsome. When you’re angry, just look at his face and his physique, and you can’t stay angry,” Zhan Jinxi said.

Wen Zijing was amused by Zhan Jinxi; who was she speaking up for anyway?

It's still a disguised way of praising her older brother.

Suddenly, Wen Zijing's phone rang; it was Huo Kongye.

"Hey."

"Boss, Uncle Wen said that we'll have a holiday for National Day, and the tasks will be assigned to other people in the organization. Also, Uncle Wen said that you can have fun these few days."

The "Uncle Wen" that Huo Kongye mentioned refers to Wen's father.

Huo Kong was a little boy whom Wen Zijin found when she was ten years old and on a mission. He was only seven or eight years old at the time.

Wen Zijin brought him into the organization. Wen's father, who was already a father, looked at little Huo Kongye and was overwhelmed with paternal love, so he made him call him Uncle Wen.

When Zhan Jinxi heard the voice on the phone, his heartstrings were involuntarily tugged.

"it is good."

Wen Zijin gave a faint reply and then hung up the phone.

"Is he your friend?" Zhan Jinxi asked.

"Um...yes." Wen Zijin thought for a moment and nodded.

They are less like friends and more like teammates who have faced life and death together.

“You’ve met him,” Wen Zijin said with a smile.

Zhan Jinxi's eyes widened as she recalled the feeling of being amazed for the first time.

"I don't think your classmate is a good person." Wen Zijin glanced at Feng Qingti.

She looks exactly like Zhan Luya.

At first, she suspected that Feng Qingti was Zhan Luya, but after a closer look, she found no face-changing or disguise techniques; they just looked alike.

Zhan Jinxi looked at Feng Qingti.

"I have time these few days. How about I teach you judo? Even though you have Yoyo's red rope to protect you, it's never a bad thing for a girl to have an extra ability to protect herself."

“Okay, I’ll learn from you,” Zhan Jinxi said with a smile.