Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 268: Chapter 265: Commemoration

She pondered, and slowly made her way over.

“Who’s in the car? Do you know them?”

Wen Xian kept glancing over, her eyebrows raised as she asked.

Cheng Dongyuan glanced at the direction of the car, and when he spoke again, he said indifferently, “Don’t know them, just went to borrow a light.”

Wen Xian nodded, not saying anything more.

“Let’s go, we’ve been out for quite some time, and you haven’t fully recovered; you should avoid the cold wind.”

Having said that, the two of them left together.

Yet, as they were walking away, Wen Xian couldn’t help but suddenly look back, taking a deep look at the car.

Lu Xiao watched her from inside the car, his eyes already reddening.

…

It was only after their figures had completely vanished from his line of sight that he slowly got out of the car.

In his hand was a bag of some sort.

Two people in their fifties or sixties, a granny and a grandpa, had set up a small cart next to the production base to sell roasted naan.

The granny saw a tall figure suddenly appearing in front of the cart and when she looked up, she greeted him with a kind smile, “Young man, what would you like to buy?”

Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, then solemnly took out his wallet, handed her two hundred-yuan bills, and said,

“Granny, take this money. If you see that woman again tomorrow, could you give her this for me? Just tell her it’s your family’s injury medicine wine–she’s been hurt, and using this will help her recover faster.”

Upon hearing this, Granny immediately said,

“Oh my, young man, why don’t you go yourself? She lives right over there, if you hurry you can still catch up—-”

“I can’t see her, Granny, please help me, and don’t mention I’ve been here.”

Having said that, he stuffed the money into their hands and walked away, ignoring the old couple’s calls to stop.

Granny frowned at the money and sighed, “If it’s about giving, then give, but what’s this with taking money? Forget it, I’ll give it to the girl together tomorrow…”

Lu Xiao prepared to get in the car and leave.

However,

just then, a pink little object by the car wheel caught his attention.

He knitted his brows slightly.

When he bent down to pick it up, his body stiffened momentarily.

In his hands was not just anything, but a pink pig plush keychain.

And he knew whose it was…

After all, the two of them had spent some time together, how could he not know…

Wen Xian was born in ’95, the year of the pig.

Earlier in the car, when he had taken an extra glance at the pink pig keychain on her phone, she teased him, saying she was the most beautiful and adorable little golden pig in the world.

She was extremely ‘husband-lucky,’ and he should hold on to her well.

Now, reflecting on those moments,

Lu Xiao: “…”

A trace of desolation hidden deep within his eyes, he cleaned the dust off the pink pig and held it tenderly in his hand.

…

The video of Wen Xian that had leaked online eventually became more and more controversial, like a snowball rolling down a hill.

After a few days since the incident broke out, her only response was a simple reply.

To them, it seemed like a perfunctory statement, a distraction from the main issue.

Additionally, Cheng Feiyu’s interview and the police’s arrival only added fuel to the fire.

This incident, although Wen Xian knew in her heart that the truth would soon be revealed, still made her see the true colors of too many people through this ordeal.

Taking the opportunity to trample over her, they watched with endless sighs.

Now, within the production crew–