Jinghan nodded. She had played in the water long enough, and her clothes were soaking wet—it was time to go back and change. "Alright, I'll head back now, you guys keep washing. It's almost noon, I'll go back to help with cooking." Jinghan got out of the water, put on her shoes and socks, and headed home.
Once Jinghan was out of sight, Wenhan stepped forward and dropped a fist onto Zixuan's shoulder. "You rascal, you lured my sister out here and took your advantage, didn't you?" They had already seen the two getting cozy with each other, and Zixuan's lips even had a fresh wound now—surely it wasn't self-inflicted, right?
Zixuan was unfazed, touching the wound gently, "We're engaged to be married, and if it weren't for the Qin family's mischief, Jinghan would already be my wife now. It seems alright to be close, doesn't it?"
