The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 444 – Chapter 444: Sober (2)

Chapter 444: Sober (2)

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It was completely different from before.

“Second Brother…” Fan Mushuang's plump little mouth opened slightly. She wanted to say something, but she suddenly shut her mouth. The expression on her face was one moment dull, one moment resentful, one moment shocked, one moment embarrassed, and one moment on the brink of tears.

Her expression changed wonderfully, and her eyes flickered and wandered. She couldn't look at the others present at all.

“No!” Fan Mushuang's voice trembled slightly. She held her cheeks with both hands and said repeatedly, “No, no, no!”

The last three “no”s became louder and louder.

“It's not me, that's not me!”

Fan Mushuang stomped her feet in excitement and had the urge to shake her head crazily. Her face was flushed red, and even she didn't know if she was more embarrassed or angry at this moment.

Was her brain cramping, or was she daydreaming?

The more she wanted to deny it, the more things that had happened in the past few days kept appearing in her mind. One moment, she told her parents that she had met her lover for three lifetimes. The next moment, she said that she wanted to break off the engagement. The next moment, she asked her second brother to help her elope…

Those scenes that could be called shameful flashed like a dream last night.

No, no, no…

Why would she say those things to her family and strangers? Thinking back to what had happened these past few days, she instantly had goosebumps.

The cute little girl's flushed face was like a blooming pomegranate flower.

Anyone could tell that the little girl had woken up. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.

Fan Beiran strode to Fan Mushuang's side and rubbed his sister's head vigorously. He only stopped when the little girl's hair was messed up.

The warm and soft touch under his palm relieved him.

That's great, my sister is fine!

After relaxing, Fan Beiran suddenly burst out laughing.

“Hahahaha…”

He was laughing so hard that even the gold hair crown on his head seemed to be trembling. He felt that his sister's angry expression was really cute and lively. She should really be drawn as a memento.

Fan Mushuang stomped her feet again, feeling furious.

Afraid that he would bully his sister too much, Fan Beiran quickly handed the candied plum plate to Fan Mushuang and said with a smile, “Try this carved plum ball. It tastes good.”

The carved plum balls on the plate were carved into the shape of plum blossoms. They were bright in color, exquisite, and cute.

Fan Mushuang swallowed his saliva, picked up a carved plum ball, and stuffed it into his mouth. He savored the taste of the candied plum. It was sour and sweet, crisp and delicious. A just right fragrance filled his mouth.

How delicious! Fan Mushuang narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. Her chaotic and excited emotions eased a little, and her mood was still a little unstable, as if a fly was buzzing in her heart.

Looking at this pair of siblings, Gu Yanfei pursed her lips and chuckled. She asked, “Miss Fan, what do you think of that Young Master Xue now?”

“…” Fan Mushuang almost choked on her saliva. She still had candied plums in her mouth, and her mouth was pursed tightly. Her expression was a little strange, as if she was puzzled.

She couldn't remember what Xue'er looked like.

She racked her brains, but her mind was still in a mess. The man surnamed Xue's face was blurry.

She really couldn't remember.

Then why had she been thinking about marrying him for the past few days and wanting to elope with him wholeheartedly?!

Fan Mushuang rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong.

Was she crazy?!

“You're not crazy. You were drugged with a Love Gu.” Fan Beiran saw through his sister's thoughts and immediately said. At the same time, he patted her back gently. The smile on his face disappeared and he asked seriously, “Sister Shuang, do you know where that Xue guy is?”

The Fan family had also tried to go to Wuliang Temple to look for that Xue person, but they couldn't find him. Wuliang Temple often took in some scholars to stay temporarily, and that Xue person was only one of them. Madam Fan had also asked Fan Mushuang, but Fan Mushuang had only said that Xue'er would immediately marry her, and didn't say anything else.

She couldn't even tell what that person looked like.

In her mouth, it was as if they had just brushed past each other and were fated to be together for three lifetimes.

As Fan Beiran spoke, he eagerly raised his hand to press the sword by his waist. His usually sloppy handsome face shot out a cold killing intent.

With Fan Beiran's reminder, Fan Mushuang's chaotic memories sorted out a little. She recalled Gu Yanfei saying that she had been drugged with Love Gu and recalled…

Oh yes!

Fan Mushuang quickly took out a red gourd-shaped pouch embroidered with peony flowers and took out a piece of silk paper from the pouch. She held the silk paper with only two fingers.

“Here.”

As if she was holding something disgusting, she threw the piece of silk paper to Fan Beiran in disgust.

She looked at the gourd-shaped purse again and really couldn't put it back into her arms. She felt that this once favorite purse was also dirty.

She didn't want it anymore!

She threw the pouch on the coffee table in disdain and snatched the candied plum plate from Fan Beiran's hand. Then she stuffed two carved plum balls into her mouth and let the sweet and sour taste fill her mouth.

Fan Beiran quickly opened the neatly folded piece of silk paper. He frowned deeply when he took a look, but he suppressed his emotions and read it quickly.

It was a letter.

It was a letter that Young Master Xue had written to Fan Mushuang. In the letter, he first confessed his feelings mushily. Then, he asked Fan Mushuang to elope with him and even asked her to meet him at a house in the west of the city.

Fan Beiran was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched. Just as he was about to crush the letter, he felt that it was inappropriate and placed the silk paper by the candle.

The flames swallowed the paper in the blink of an eye and turned it to ashes.

Fan Beiran waved his arm at Gu Yuan and said, “Ah Yuan, let's go and catch him!”

He flexed his joints, cracking them..

Chapter end