Chapter 28: If You Want to Fight, Let’s Fight — Who’s Afraid?

The two of them lay on the same hospital bed.

Their right hands both tightly gripped an old ancient book.

“Although they were both unconscious, their grip on the book was very strong — it couldn’t be pried apart at all, so we just placed them on the same bed,” explained one of Su Xingjun’s friends.

Su Qing pointed at Jiang Baiyuan in confusion. “Why is he here?”

As a member of one of the top elite families in the imperial capital, Su Qing naturally knew Jiang Baiyuan.

But why was he with her younger brother?

Someone explained, “Brother Yuan and his girlfriend also came to visit here. We all happened to enter that antique shop. Both he and Su Xingjun seemed interested in this old book. They took it out from the display case together, and at that very moment, both of them suddenly collapsed.”

Jiang Baiyuan was the only son of the Jiang family, so of course they couldn’t just ignore what happened.

They were both brought to the hospital together.

“Xiao Jin, what do you think is going on?” Su Qing looked back at Shen Chujin.

Only then did everyone notice there was another person standing behind Su Qing.

When they clearly saw Shen Chujin’s appearance, they all involuntarily gasped.

So beautiful!

Most importantly, her aura was incredible!

With such looks and temperament, no matter where she was, she would be impossible to ignore.

But none of them seemed to have met her before.

Who exactly was this person?

They all quietly studied Shen Chujin.

Suddenly, one guy made a small “huh” sound, his eyes full of surprise.

He whispered, “Why do I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before?”

“Do you know her?” someone else asked, covering their mouth.

The guy frowned, trying to remember carefully. “I think she looks a bit like the adopted daughter who was kicked out of the Shen family.”

“You mean Shen Chujin, who has been claiming to be the eldest lady of the Shen family all this time?”

Although the Shen family couldn’t compare to the super-rich clans like the Shi, Su, Jiang, or Lu families…

But after all, the Shen family was still a well-known and respected family in the imperial capital.

The whole scandal about the real and fake heiress had caused such a big commotion back then, so everyone naturally remembered it.

“You must be mistaken, right? Shen Chujin isn’t that pretty. Also, the Shen and Su families don’t have any connection, and with Shen Chujin’s timid personality, how could she possibly be in contact with Sister Su Qing?”

“I’m not sure either. Maybe you’re just seeing things.”

While the two were whispering to each other, Shen Chujin’s gaze remained fixed on the ancient book in Su Xingjun and Jiang Baiyuan’s hands.

She narrowed her eyes. “Their souls have probably been absorbed into the book.”

What?!

Hearing this, everyone present showed expressions of shock.

Absorbed into the book?

They could understand the individual words, but together it sounded confusing.

Why was this pretty girl talking nonsense?

Can a person’s soul go into a book?

This isn’t a TV drama!

To be honest, except for Su Qing, no one there believed her.

Shen Chujin didn’t care whether they believed her or not. She said to Su Qing, “I’m going to enter the book to bring both of them back. You must guard my physical body and make sure no one disturbs it.”

Then she reached into her canvas shoulder bag and pulled out a light brown incense stick.

“Also, this incense must not be extinguished while I’m unconscious.”

Su Qing understood the seriousness of the situation and nodded solemnly.

“Don’t worry. With me here, nothing will happen.”

“Good.”

After replying, Shen Chujin lit the incense and handed it to Su Qing. She then sat quietly on a stool by the bedside, closed her eyes, and entered a state like a meditating monk.

The others watched on, completely baffled.

They wanted to warn Su Qing that this beautiful girl might be a fraud.

What physical body?

What entering a book?

It was all too ridiculous!

“Sister Su Qing, she…”

An impatient young man wanted to speak up.

Su Qing glanced at him, saying, “Don’t talk.”

The man quickly shut his mouth.

The others stood quietly in place, not daring to breathe loudly.

They had witnessed how powerful Su Qing was, and none of them dared to act recklessly in front of her.

She could take them down with just one hand.

So, they decided to wait obediently.

—

In an antique-style courtyard,

Red lanterns hung everywhere, and big “double happiness” characters were pasted on the walls — everything was bright red and lively.

Amidst the crowd of guests, a newlywed couple was escorted into the bridal chamber.

“Bang~”

The door was shut.

Inside the room, only the groom dressed in wedding clothes and the bride covered with a red veil remained.

The two sat silently side by side on the bed.

At the moment the door closed, Su Xingjun, dressed as the groom, let out a big sigh of relief.

He nervously looked around at everything.

When he woke up, he suddenly found himself in an unfamiliar place.

At first, he thought his friends were playing a prank on him.

But when they forced him to put on the wedding clothes and then made him bow in a wedding ceremony, he realized this was no joke!

Everything felt so real!

He didn’t understand what exactly was happening and could only watch and wait.

“Young master, the madam wants you to consummate the marriage with the young lady as soon as possible, to continue the family line. We will come again tomorrow morning to attend to you both.”

Suddenly, the voice of an old nanny sounded from outside.

Su Xingjun’s whole body stiffened.

Fortunately, the person left after speaking.

Su Xingjun patted his own racing heart.

That really scared me…

But…

Consummate the marriage?

He suddenly jumped back about three meters, cautiously staring at the person in wedding clothes with the red veil covering her face.

He was a perfectly good bachelor—how could he foolishly hand himself over like this?

Absolutely not!

At that moment, the person on the bed moved.

“What is this thing?”

Jiang Baiyuan, who had just awakened from unconsciousness, ripped off the red veil with a frown and muttered.

Then he looked up and saw Su Xingjun opposite him, eyes as wide as copper bells.

The two locked eyes and spoke in unison,

“What are you doing here?”

“Why are you here?”

Of course, they knew each other.

But because of their age difference, the two were not very familiar with each other.

Seeing that the bride was at least someone he recognized, Su Xingjun relaxed once again.

He quietly explained their current situation to Jiang Baiyuan.

Jiang Baiyuan frowned, clearly unhappy with the outfit he was wearing.

“Why am I not the groom?”

He was a handsome guy, yet they dressed him as the bride—were these people blind?

Su Xingjun tried hard to hold back a laugh, “Maybe… it’s because you look… too pretty.”

Jiang Baiyuan: …

He hated it the most when people said he was pretty.

“Pretty” was a word used to describe women!

How could a big man like him be described as pretty?

“So, that means you’re ugly,” he sneered.

Su Xingjun immediately got fired up, “What the heck! Who are you calling ugly?!”

“Is there anyone else here?” Jiang Baiyuan shrugged.

Su Xingjun: “Are you trying to start a fight?!”

Jiang Baiyuan rolled up his sleeves, “Fight if you want, who’s afraid of who!”