The northern winter night was cold, as Shen Qiang gazed at Kang Luoying standing in the corner of the courtyard, wiping away her tears, appearing somewhat stubborn, he couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since arriving at Baihua Palace for the showcase conference, these few days must have been more than just difficult for Kang Luoying.

She was a prodigy, an iconic beauty in the Cultivation World, who had entered the Mixed Element Realm at seventeen. Zuo Lianghao, back then, went so far as to cleverly set her up, killing the Young Master of Qingyun Sword Pavilion for the chance to join forces with her. On the internet, she had many admirers.

So before coming here, she seemed like a flower in a hothouse.

Someone carefully tended to her, shielding her from wind and rain.

But after coming here, her world changed instantly.

First, the Great Elder forced her to plot against Shen Qiang's woman, then they took away the Qingyun Sword that had accompanied her growing up. Later, with Shen Qiang's help, she, a genius deemed unparalleled, defeated fellow disciples and took back the Qingyun Sword.

And then.

To protect Shen Qiang, she decapitated her uncle with a single sword strike.

Standing quietly on the courtyard platform, Shen Qiang looked at the now lit Summer Hotel, calmly saying: "The Jianghu is beautiful, but human hearts are treacherous. As I told you, your uncle's true cause of death was being poisoned by me. You were merely fulfilling your duty, protecting me, so there's no need for you to blame yourself."

Upon hearing this, Kang Luoying lifted her head, pretending to be indifferent as she nodded: "Boss, I understand." But her voice still sounded like she was sobbing.

Then, under the courtyard lights, Shen Qiang saw a clear palm print on Kang Luoying's left cheek.

The swollen marks of three fingers evidently delivering blows, made Shen Qiang coldly furious: "Who hit you?"

Upon hearing this, Kang Luoying, not realizing Shen Qiang had seen the finger marks, although her beautiful eyes welled up again, covered up: "No, no one hit me."

In a sudden rage, Shen Qiang took her hand, intending to leave, angrily saying: "Kang Luoying, you must understand, you belong to Heshenghe, your boss is Shen Qiang! Huaxia has an old saying, when beating a dog, take note of its owner. Though harsh, you must understand, it's not just you they're hitting, it's the face of all Heshenghe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qiang clearly felt Kang Luoying was unwilling to follow him.

Not only that, he heard Kang Luoying's trembling voice: "Boss, where are you going?"

"You're mine; whoever hit you, I'll cut off their hand."

Upon hearing this, Kang Luoying's beautiful eyes welled up with tears, then she joyously yet sadly whispered: "Boss, don't go."

"No, that's impossible." Shen Qiang said angrily: "Dare to hit my person, even if they're the emperor, I'll skin them alive."

No sooner had his words fallen.

Shen Qiang felt Kang Luoying exerting force, her grip stopped him, turning back, he saw Kang Luoying, eyes filled with tears, smiling at him.

"Don't go, that person is my dad."

Shen Qiang was frozen: "Your dad? He came here?"

"Arrived this afternoon," Kang Luoying said.

Shen Qiang frowned, then angrily said: "Your dad is not exempt, you're now part of Heshenghe!"

Upon hearing this, the initially smiling Kang Luoying began to tremble, then big teardrops fell as she trembled, saying: "He said I am never allowed to go back and see him again."

Shen Qiang was stunned.

In an instant, he realized Kang Luoying's dad came here, gave her a slap, then told her she was never allowed to go home and see him again, which was very unreasonable.

Because what kind of family could be so heartless.

No matter what mistakes are made, though family may talk, chide, at any time they're the ones who can forgive, always being your parents. This is not something compared to a wife, husband, or any friends or siblings.

So for her dad to act like this, there could only be one reason.

Looking at Kang Luoying with heartache, Shen Qiang softly said: "Don't cry, he must be saying this to protect you."

Hearing this, Kang Luoying couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

"I know he's protecting me, also aware, he really cares about me. He's acting this way just to make me stay away from the sect, so they don't target me, but, but… I can never go back!"

"I have no way to visit my mom, I'm without family, my fellow disciples see me and draw their swords, none want me anymore, they will never forgive me!"

Watching the tear-streaked Kang Luoying, Shen Qiang's heart ached inexplicably.

For the idol-like beauty genius Kang Luoying.

In the sect, she surely must have been well-loved.

Not saying everyone circled around her, but certainly greeted with smiles and friendliness.

But now, because of her uncle's death.

The Qingyun Sword Pavilion people blaming her for it surely won't forgive her, this for her is undoubtedly a catastrophe.

Sighing, Shen Qiang embraced the sobbing Kang Luoying, softly saying: "Don't cry, one day they'll understand, you truly love them, also, you're not alone, because you have Heshenghe, with Miao Xiaoxia chatting anime with you, Jing Xiangwei buying buns for you, Xiu Ju making clothes for you, and I can discuss life with you."

The tear-streaked Kang Luoying was stunned.

In the cold night wind, Shen Qiang's solid chest and strong arms conveyed a warm aura like a small sun dispelling the cold.

"Yes, I still have Heshenghe, and those sisters and the boss."

She lifted her head.

Under the courtyard lights, Shen Qiang's profile appeared resolute, steady, reliable like that night when he swept away the sword rain with his towering figure.

"He's so handsome!"

Suddenly realizing she was embraced by Shen Qiang, Kang Luoying's heart raced, her rapid heartbeat almost made her short of breath.

Her delicate body stiffened, feeling embarrassed to leave the warm embrace, yet reluctant to part.

For a moment, conflicted, her pretty face was flushed with heat, though her eyes were misty with tears, she had already forgotten to cry, standing fixedly like a wooden stake, completely flustered.

Seeing her like this, Shen Qiang smiled softly, taking out a snow-white handkerchief from the Storage Ring, gently wiping away her tears.

Then applying a little of the Jade Cream to her delicate face to reduce the swelling.

After he finished.

Her usual grace returned, her delicate face radiated warmth in the cold wind, exuding a subtle feminine fragrance, extraordinarily graceful and charming.

Looking quietly at her as she remained silent.

The two locked eyes for a long while.

Suddenly, Shen Qiang smiled softly, gently lowering his head closer, planting a light kiss on her soft cherry lips.

In an instant, the idol-level genius Kang Luoying was struck as if by lightning, letting out a soft moan, collapsing into Shen Qiang's embrace.

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