CHAPTER 59: 59: HE ONCE LONGED FOR SUCH CARE (2)_1

Dong Huiying sauntered back to the riverbank, where she sneakily glanced back at Liang Haoming and saw him with a chicken wing in hand, looking utterly distracted.

Her clear, bright eyes sparkled, suddenly spinning round before she dashed toward the river, deliberately choosing a hidden spot.

"I sweated so much from climbing the mountain today, I’m almost covered in filth." She quickly stripped off her clothes and stepped into the water, secretly relieved that the wounds on her body had already scabbed over; otherwise, she feared she wouldn’t be able to enter the water.

She scrubbed her body vigorously, the sound of water splashing loudly.

Unbeknownst to her, focused on her bathing, there was a pair of triangle-shaped eyes secretly peeping from the shadows. Zhu Xingfang, carrying a wooden stick she had picked up on the road, crept quietly closer.

However, just as she was about to make her move...

Dong Huiying had already climbed back onto the bank and put her clothes back on.

Silent as a ghost, a man suddenly appeared behind Dong Huiying.

Zhu Xingfang was startled and quickly hid to avoid being discovered.

Dammit, Liang Silang, why is it always Liang Silang? This man always pops up to ruin her plans.

Haoming suddenly patted Dong Huiying on the shoulder.

Dong Huiying tensed up and turned her head to look at his stern, icy face, her temple twitching violently.

That scared the life out of her.

Was this guy a ghost?

You couldn’t even hear him walk?

If she ever met an untimely death, there was no doubt in her mind that the killer would be Liang Haoming. And her cause of death would certainly be from being scared to death by him.

Haoming glanced at Dong Huiying, then immediately frowned and looked around. He had felt something odd about this place...

Zhu Xingfang, hidden in the shadows, felt her heart skip a beat as Haoming looked in her direction.

Dong Huiying stood there with a blank expression, "What’s going on?" He looked so strange.

At that moment.

Haoming suddenly lunged toward the nearby bushes.

He pushed aside the underbrush, but found nothing.

A flicker of confusion passed through his eyes.

The man had a poker face, showing little emotion, but he had a pair of expressive eyes that were rich with feeling.

Dong Huiying squinted, the man’s odd behavior setting off alarms for her.

She looked around the area, noting the wet, muddy soil by the riverbank; she spotted various footprints. There were hers, Haoming’s, and also...

She squinted again, then picked up a handful of small stones and threw them in all directions like scattering blossoms, whoosh after whoosh after whoosh.

Bang bang bang!

The stones clattered down; Dong Huiying had strength behind her throw, making the "scattering blossoms" attack quite formidable.

But all around, it was eerily quiet.

Could she have been mistaken?

She looked at Haoming, and he was looking right back at her.

After exchanging glances, they split up... one to the east, the other to the west, searching the area thoroughly.

But in the end, they found nothing.

What in the world was going on?

How could this have happened?

Eventually, the two of them reconvened by the riverside.

Meanwhile, Zhu Xingfang, who was hiding up in a large tree, clenched her teeth and grimaced, grasping her head.

She had narrowly avoided being discovered.

So close, just a hair’s breadth away from being exposed!

That night, Dong Huiying did not sleep well, resulting in two large dark circles under her eyes the next day, transforming her into a national treasure panda.

After daybreak, she rubbed her stiff neck, stretched, and washed her face by the river, then set off on the road with Haoming, who was carrying a rabbit.

But all along the way... she devoted half her attention to watching her back.