Chapter 4 - 4
Shen Qingqiu is very clear about what's going on in Ming Fan's head. He must have heard Ning Yingying calling Luo Binghe so affectionately and thought that this hateful apprentice-brother had become too dazzling. The original work's cannon fodder held an inexplicable hatred towards the protagonist that was only fueled by Shen Qingqiu, forever unchanged.
Ning Yingying is still only a little girl with a little girl's heart, so she slanted her head and asked: "What's the fun thing that big apprentice-brother has? Quick, take it out and let me see."
Ming Fan's face suddenly became all smiles and he untied a pure green jade pendant from his belt, dangling it in front of him: "Apprentice-sister, this time I went to my relatives to maintain relations. They gave me a lot of useful and interesting things. I thought this was particularly beautiful; I'm giving it to you!"
Ning Yingying took it, holding it up against the gap between the leafy canopy to shine against the sunlight. Ming Fan warmly asked: "How is it? Do you like it or not?"
Peeping, Shen Qingqiu suddenly remembered. This scene!
Not good, he shouldn't have come here. It's dangerous!
You can't blame him for not remembering clearly. If a damned stupid writer wrote stupid words for four years to create a novel that seemed to span two hundred years, who can remember what happened at the very beginning? It took him twenty days to finish reading, he'd entirely forgotten that scene of pure abuse!
Sure enough, Ning Yingying completely can't tell its quality, casually looking at it before throwing the jade pendant back. Ming Fan's smile stiffened on his face. Ning Yingying wrinkled her nose and said: "What thing, this color is ugly to death and not as good as the one Ah Luo has."
This time, it's not only that the color of Ming Fan's face is bad. Luo Binghe's determination to appear to be not here completely disappears, his body jolting once and opening his eyes.
Ming Fan let out a few words between his gritted teeth: "...Apprentice-brother has a jade pendant?"
Luo Binghe hestitated and hadn't answered yet when Ning Yingying hastily answered before him: "Of course he has one. He always wears it around his neck. It's his treasure, he doesn't even let me look at it."