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"Wan'er, I love you. Let's go back to how we were before."
Wan'er?
Who is Wan'er?
Su Murou, whose eyes had just begun to soften, instantly snapped back to clarity. A frosty expression descended over her face as she glared sharply at Qin Changsheng.
Swish!
The Autumn Water Sword that had fallen to the ground flew back into her hand, once again pressing against Qin Changsheng's neck, just as before.
"I am Murou. Su Murou. Tell me, who is Wan'er?" Su Murou's voice trembled slightly. Was it because of some vixen named Wan'er that he had abandoned her?
Huh?
Qin Changsheng's heart sank. Damn it! He desperately wanted to slap himself twice.
His tongue had slipped. It was all because Murou and Wan'er were too similar in both personality and appearance—he'd mistaken them for a moment.
After all, with so many ex-girlfriends, mixing up names was inevitable.
Such a perfect situation, ruined in an instant.
He'd crashed and burned. Could anyone save him?
Urgent question: During a reconciliation with an ex, I called her by the wrong name. What should I do? Waiting online, very urgent!
As for the crowd, they were all wide-eyed and silent, utterly stunned.
The turnaround was just too sudden!
A beautiful love story had instantly turned into a scumbag exposure scene?
How could he even get the name wrong?
Some of the more emotional ones still had tears not yet dry. Seeing this, they didn't know whether to keep crying or not.
The Old Ancestor is such a scumbag! Qin Zhen couldn't help but complain inwardly.
But this matter concerned the dignity of the Qin family. He glanced around, secretly deciding to keep it from spreading as much as possible.
"Big Brother is mighty. It seems I'm about to gain two sisters-in-law." The Third Ancestor, Qin Chang'an, nodded silently. By now, he understood everything, but it didn't diminish his elder brother's image in his eyes at all.
Got it!
At this critical moment, Qin Changsheng's mind raced, and he finally came up with a brilliant excuse.
Even with the sword at his neck, Qin Changsheng showed no fear. Gazing tenderly into Su Murou's eyes, he spoke slowly:
"I didn't call you by the wrong name. In my heart, you are Murou, and you are also Wan'er."
"Wan'er, in my hometown, is a general term for gentle, graceful women. It's the most beautiful way to refer to one's beloved."
"My mother once told me she hoped my wife would be called Wan'er."
"Although your name isn't Wan'er, in my heart, you are Wan'er. Only you deserve to be called Wan'er."
"If calling you Wan'er makes you uncomfortable or pressured, then I'll call you Murou as before!"
Everyone present felt their heads buzzing, their minds going blank.
This works?
He actually managed to talk his way out of this?
Scoundrel! Heartless bastard!
Those with clear minds knew this was just a line of deceitful nonsense. They couldn't help but curse inwardly.
But no one dared to say it out loud. After all, this was the Qin family, and he was the Qin family's Old Ancestor.
They could only turn their eyes to Su Murou, hoping she would see through it with her wisdom and not be fooled again by Qin Changsheng's sweet words.
Rakshasa Fairy, wise up!
Open your eyes and see clearly—the man before you is a scumbag!
If he can call you by the wrong name in front of so many people, just imagine how many women he's had.
Even the Third Ancestor, Qin Chang'an, found it a bit hard to watch now. He grumbled inwardly:
Big Brother, could you at least make your lies somewhat believable?
Since when did our hometown have such a custom? How come I didn't know?
And besides, although Mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me and Second Brother, you told us she was mute!
Although everyone hoped Su Murou wouldn't be deceived again—some even blinked repeatedly at her, and even Su Xiaoyu saw through Qin Changsheng's "true nature" and tugged at her aunt's sleeve again, trying to bring her back to reason—Su Murou was already emotionally overwhelmed.
Lost in the moment, she even began to feel nervous.
Although three thousand years had passed, she had little experience in worldly matters. All these years, aside from cultivation, she had only ventured out to kill heartbreakers.
Her emotional world was simple. Other than Qin Changsheng and her family, she had never been close to another man. She even refused outside information, which left her with less understanding of relationships than her niece, Su Xiaoyu.
What should I do? What should I do?
Does Qin Lang mean he wants to marry me? That he sees me as his future wife?
Su Murou's emotions were extremely mixed—both nervous and afraid. Suddenly, she remembered something and said:
"But back then, after you left, I searched for you everywhere. Later, my maid swore she saw you by chance on a street."
"A young girl was holding your arm, buying lychees with you, looking like a couple deeply in love. I rushed there as soon as I heard, but I couldn't find you again."
"If you claim to love me so much, then tell me, who was that girl?"
As she spoke, Su Murou's expression fell, as if that heart-wrenching scene from the past had reappeared.
Hearing this, Qin Changsheng recalled that there had indeed been such an incident.
Not long after he "broke up" with Su Murou, aimless and adrift, he coincidentally met his next "true love." Love was like a tornado—it came suddenly. Moreover, that true love adored shopping.
But this sudden love wasn't something he could control!
"It's a misunderstanding! I've been wronged! Murou, let me explain," Qin Changsheng said urgently.
He truly had been wronged this time. Regardless of the facts, she was spreading rumors about him.
"A misunderstanding? Impossible. My personal maid wouldn't lie to me."
"Will you let me explain?"
"Fine. Explain."
Su Murou stared at him, her eyes sharp. She also hoped it wasn't true.
Qin Changsheng paused, as if carefully weighing his words for a long time, then slowly said:
"We were buying grapes, not lychees!"
"As you know, how could lychees be sold on ordinary streets in the Northern Region? So, this is clearly just a rumor."
....
As soon as these words were spoken, half the banquet attendees felt like collapsing. The impact was devastating.
Beast!
No, worse than a beast! Such a scumbag!
Grapes? Lychees? Is that the point here?
Rakshasa Fairy, strike now! Show us the same fierceness you used to kill other heartbreakers! Didn't you once vow to kill all the heartbreakers in the world?
The biggest scumbag of them all is right before your eyes!
But looking at Su Murou's hesitant expression, everyone inwardly sighed in unison.
Sigh!
They had all realized that this Rakshasa Fairy was a lovesick fool. Before her beloved, her mind went completely blank. Hopeless!
No wonder she had been pining for him for thousands of years after being abandoned.
Tsk tsk tsk. One couldn't help but feel sorry for the heartbreakers she had killed before. They died unjustly.
Qin Changsheng took the opportunity to step forward, gently stroking her hair as he said softly:
"But grapes or lychees—that's not important. Back then, I wasn't mature enough. Now, I am."
"Murou, peach blossoms bloom only once a year, but my heart blooms only once in a lifetime!"
"I believe meeting you again is the greatest fortune of my life."
"This is the heavens giving me a second chance. Murou, let's start over, okay?"
Su Murou trembled, her cheeks flushing. She seemed about to answer.
Suddenly, a communication jade pendant at her waist emitted a "beeping" sound, startling her. She probed it with her divine sense, and her expression changed drastically.
She cast a deep, reluctant glance at Qin Changsheng, then grabbed Su Xiaoyu and flew away on her sword.
It seemed something major had happened in the Su family.
Sigh!
Qin Changsheng let out a long sigh as he watched Su Murou's retreating figure.
So close! Just a little more, and he would have succeeded. The system's reward would have been his. What a pity.
Right, the system!
Qin Changsheng suddenly remembered the uncompensated gift package he hadn't claimed yet. He needed to find a quiet place to study the system.
"Chang'an, Qin Zhen, handle things here. I'm going back to my room."
With that, he walked straight toward the door, completely ignoring the strange looks from everyone present.
As if to say, So what if I'm a scumbag? Have I ever boasted about it? Have I ever been proud of it?
Watching Qin Changsheng's self-righteous, unapologetic demeanor, everyone's sense of his shamelessness was once again red.
Such a scumbag! And utterly inhuman!
In front of all these people, didn't he feel even a shred of shame?