Chapter 130
Chapter 130
Shen Shen was silently crying to himself when he suddenly felt a light breeze brush past behind him.
He turned around and saw that Xia Sheng had appeared behind him at some point.
The moment he saw Xia Sheng, all the grievance in his heart burst out at once. He threw himself at her and hugged her leg, immediately starting to sob and complain.
“Little Celestial Master, you finally came to see me! I’ve had such a miserable time these past few days, sob sob sob…”
Xia Sheng had only just arrived when some unknown little dumpling latched onto her thigh.
She lowered her head and could only see Shen Shen’s round little head and his bare little butt.
Honestly, it was kind of perky.
She was just about to ask what the little guy was crying about when Shen Yanchen walked over, wrapped his suit jacket around Shen Shen, and said with a hint of cold severity in his sharp features, “Don’t sexually harass people.”
The moment Shen Shen heard Shen Yanchen’s voice, even though he had wanted to complain, he immediately fell silent and sniffled pitifully.
Xia Sheng asked Shen Yanchen, “Don’t you usually buy him clothes?”
“I do. He won’t wear them.”
Hearing that, Xia Sheng remembered how Shen Shen used to like lying belly-down in the dirt with his little butt hanging out, and she couldn’t help cursing him for being a little pervert.
Shen Shen grew even more aggrieved after being scolded. “We ginseng don’t even have genders, so how does that make me a pervert?”
Seeing how upset the little guy was, Xia Sheng couldn’t help laughing. She bent down, poked his chubby little cheek, and casually wiped the mud off his face for him.
“What were you busy doing just now? How’d you get this dirty?”
The moment Xia Sheng asked on her own, Shen Shen completely forgot Shen Yanchen was still standing beside them and immediately couldn’t hold back from tattling. “Isn’t it all because of Mr. Shen? Lately he’s been pulling out my hair every single day and planting it in the soil. Then after those little rootlets grow out, he makes me harvest them myself. This is basically labor exploitation!
“He’s employing child labor! He’s a total black-hearted merchant! An evil capitalist! He’s violating basic labor laws! Little Celestial Master, you have to stand up for me!”
As he spoke, Shen Shen started wiping away tears again.
Xia Sheng raised a brow. “A child laborer who’s over nine hundred years old?”
Shen Shen: “…”
“What’s wrong with being over nine hundred? Even at nine hundred, I’m still a baby.”
Xia Sheng said mercilessly, “Child labor or not, you eat and live at Uncle Nine’s place, so helping him out a little is only fair.”
Shen Shen: “…”
“Little Celestial Master, you’ve changed! You were never this unreasonable before! Is it because you’re dating Mr. Shen now, so you’re taking his side like this?”
Xia Sheng answered bluntly, “Yes.”
Shen Shen: “…”
Stupid lovebirds.
Xia Sheng narrowed her eyes slightly. “Were you cursing me in your head?”
Shen Shen’s scalp tightened, and he hurriedly said, “No, no, Little Celestial Master. You’re such a good person. Why would I curse you? I’ll go dig up the rootlets right now!”
With that, he picked up his little hoe and prepared to head back into the flowerbed.
Xia Sheng laughed, then raised a hand and tapped the center of his forehead.
Shen Shen had been pulling out his hair day after day these past few days, and he was feeling pretty down. His body was a little worn out too.
But the instant Xia Sheng tapped his forehead, he immediately felt his body fill back up with Spiritual Energy. The whole ginseng perked up at once.
Shen Shen was overjoyed and was just about to thank her when he heard Xia Sheng say, “There, your stamina’s back now. Go on and keep working.”
Shen Shen: “…”
All of a sudden, not recovering didn’t sound so bad after all.
QAQ
Xia Sheng was really only teasing him. Seeing the little guy droop his head, she couldn’t help laughing again. Then she pulled a few Paper Figurines out of her sleeve and tossed them out.
Once the Paper Figurines landed on the ground, they took the little hoe from Shen Shen’s hands and went into the flowerbed to get busy.
Only then did Shen Shen realize that the Little Celestial Master had just been messing with him, and he shot Xia Sheng a somewhat displeased look.
He still remembered their first meeting. Even though the Little Celestial Master had liked squeezing every bit of labor out of him, at least she had seemed aloof and upright.
Now, who knew how she’d gone bad? She’d even learned to toy with him.
Just like that old pervert Shen Yanchen.
Sensing Shen Shen staring at him, Shen Yanchen slowly turned to look back.
Shen Shen’s tiny body trembled, and he hurriedly found an excuse to leave. “I need to go poop. You two take your time chatting.”
The moment he said that, he ran off in a flash.
At the word “poop,” Shen Yanchen’s eyelid twitched.
He’d originally planned on having a romantic moment with Xia Sheng, but after that, how could he possibly still be in the mood?
He let out a sigh, then turned his head and saw the lingering smile on Xia Sheng’s face.
Over this period of time, the smiles on his girl’s face seemed to have become more frequent than before.
He didn’t know if it was because of this relationship with him that she’d grown a little softer and more tender-hearted.
“Did you come to ask me to draw a Talisman?”
Xia Sheng nodded. Shen Yanchen took her hand. “Come on. Let’s go to the study.”
The two of them walked back toward the villa together. Remembering something, Xia Sheng said, “I have something to take care of tomorrow, so I need to make a trip out of town. I’m going to Baiyun Mountain. I don’t know when I’ll be back, so I wanted to let you know.”
Shen Yanchen’s steps paused. “Baiyun Mountain isn’t that far from here. It’s only a two- or three-hour drive. I’ll go with you.”
Xia Sheng didn’t agree. “This trip is dangerous. You’re flesh and blood, just an ordinary mortal body. If you go, you probably won’t be able to protect yourself. It’s better if you stay home.”
Shen Yanchen looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end, not a single word came out.
Although Xia Sheng hadn’t meant to look down on him, he still felt a bit powerless at that moment. For the first time in his life, he even felt a sense of frustration.
Ever since he was young, he had always stood at the top of the pyramid, someone who could easily control the fate of others.
He had thought he was capable of anything.
Only after meeting Xia Sheng did he realize there were still many things beyond his power.
Compared to Xia Sheng, the glow cast by his so-called wealth and power seemed utterly insignificant.
At least in Xia Sheng’s eyes, those things weren’t advantages at all.
And if none of those counted as his strengths, then what qualities did he have that could attract Xia Sheng, make her fall wholeheartedly in love with him, and ensure that in the future, if she met a man as outstanding as she was in the field of Mystic Arts, she would still choose him without hesitation?
At that thought, panic stirred in Shen Yanchen’s heart.
Sensing the shift in his mood, Xia Sheng gave him a strange look. “Uncle Nine, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Though his thoughts were in complete turmoil, Shen Yanchen’s face remained as steady and composed as ever.
He took Xia Sheng back to the study to draw a Talisman. Once they were done, Xia Sheng left straight away.
Shen Yanchen had originally wanted to give his girl a goodnight kiss, but seeing her leave so briskly, without the slightest sign of reluctance, only made the heaviness in his heart worse.
When he went outside, he ran into Shen Shen. Sensing that Shen Yanchen was in a bad mood, the little fellow asked, “Mr. Shen, are you unhappy?”
He wasn’t really asking out of concern for Shen Yanchen.
It was just that if Mr. Shen was in a bad mood, then for the next couple of days, he’d have to keep his tail tucked and behave himself.
Shen Yanchen glanced at the little doll by his feet and asked, “Am I somewhat unworthy of Sheng’er?”
Shen Shen said, “You only just realized that?”
The instant the words left his mouth, Shen Shen met Shen Yanchen’s icy blade-like gaze.
A chill ran down his back, and he hurriedly tried to patch things up. “What I meant is, Mr. Shen, you’re overthinking it. You and the Little Celestial Master are a match made in heaven. Other than you, no one is worthy of the Little Celestial Master.”