After the clamor came silence.
The colors of the winter sunset washed over the pale blue of the girl's down jacket, adding an almost imperceptible chill to its purity. Even beneath the fading glow, Xue Chuchu still shone brilliantly.
Yet the tranquility did not last long. The lingering light on the horizon gradually faded, replaced by deepening layers of blue-violet, as though concealing faint, unspoken emotions.
The streetlights were bright, and cars occasionally passed by. In the distance, reeds swayed along the Hui River while birds cried out.
Jiang Ning's violence earlier had ultimately affected Xue Chuchu. She said, "Actually, we could've just ignored them."
After speaking, she gazed at the silent sky in the distance, a faint gray shadow lingering in her heart.
Jiang Ning understood very well that compared with Tongtong, who trusted him completely, or Bai Yuxia, who looked calm but was bold at heart and willing to accept new things—
Xue Chuchu was more stubborn by nature. She had certain principles she held firmly to.
With her looks, she had undoubtedly encountered plenty of terrible people and terrible situations growing up. There had even been many wealthy, greasy middle-aged and elderly men. So long as she gave the slightest hint of agreement, countless people would have been willing to throw money at her and immediately change her family's circumstances. Yet she had always held fast.
Jiang Ning asked in return, "Do you think they would've left if I ignored them?"
Based on her past experience, Xue Chuchu said, "Once they'd made enough of a scene and found it boring, they probably would have left."
To make her words more convincing, she added, "You should be able to see through their true nature, right?"
Of course Jiang Ning could tell. He said unhurriedly, "Those Yellow Hairs just