Chapter 699: The 10th One?_1

Shan!

Mu Lingshan’s body trembled slightly.

She had lost track of how long it had been since she last heard that address.

When the Mu Family was still in its prime, outsiders called her Miss Mu, the family servants called her young miss, and her parents called her Shan’er.

But the address "Shan"...

Had always been used by one person only!

Mu Lingshan abruptly lifted her head, gazing at Yin Tian, those soul-stirring eyes staring straight at him.

After a long moment, she finally spoke with some uncertainty, "Tian... Tian? Is that you?"

"Is there anyone else who calls you Shan?"

Yin Tian responded with a counter-question.

Mu Lingshan’s delicate body trembled once more.

In her eyes, a layer of mist quickly formed.

Ever since the Mu Family had fallen...

She hadn’t cried when bullied by ruffians and hooligans.

She hadn’t cried when someone coveted her, wanting to forcefully take her away.

In the Tang Family, despite Tang Weijin’s humiliation, she hadn’t cried.

But now,

because of Yin Tian’s single address as "Shan," Mu Lingshan found herself with tears streaming down her face!

"Don’t cry, don’t cry."

Yin Tian stood there somewhat helplessly, unsure of how to console Mu Lingshan.

Yet Mu Lingshan threw herself into Yin Tian’s arms, clutching at the lapels of his robe, sobbing loudly.

It was as if she was venting all the grievances she had endured over the years!

Yin Tian was stunned for a moment, then, wearing a light smile, he raised his arms, embracing Mu Lingshan in return.

His mind involuntarily returned to memories of the past.

Back then, all sorts of people would often visit his household.

As a result, he had many playmates.

But the one who left the deepest impression was a sister called Shan.

At that time, he was only seven or eight years old, spending his days running around and playing with Shan, who was also not yet ten.

Once he accidentally fell into a pit dug by a hunter to trap wild animals.

Standing alone in that pit, he cried out of fear.

It was Shan who leaped down without hesitation, holding him and comforting him.

At the time, he hadn’t even noticed how Shan’s leg was slashed by a rusty animal trap, leaving a deep and long wound.

Later, with Yin Tian on her back, and her fingers dug into the soil, Shan slowly pulled him out of that pit bit by bit.

Afterward, Shan carried him, who had already passed out, dragging her bleeding leg for hours, until she finally brought him back to their place of stay.

That time, Shan fell seriously ill. If not for their master, Shan might have died...

"Shan..."

Yin Tian gently stroked Mu Lingshan’s back, "Tian has grown up, this time, it’s Tian’s turn to protect you, Shan."

Upon hearing Yin Tian’s words, Mu Lingshan cried even louder.

She had never imagined that one day, the little boy who had snotty nose and picked mushrooms with her in the woods would grow up to be such a towering figure of a man!

Mu Lingshan went on crying for over forty minutes, her sobs finally beginning to subside gradually.

Lifting her head slowly, Mu Lingshan looked at Yin Tian with swollen eyes that now resembled walnuts and then burst into laughter, "You little devil, you can even talk about protecting Shan now."

Yin Tian gave an embarrassed smile.

Shan did indeed age more than him, but it was only by two years.

But from Shan’s perspective, it was as though she were an elder to him.

The two leaned against the bridge railing, basking in the breeze.

"Tian, how did you know I was with the Tang Family?"

Mu Lingshan asked softly.

"I had someone investigate," Yin Tian explained gently, "Luckily, today I received news about you, otherwise I might have lived in pain and regret for the rest of my life."

"I’ve gotten married, what’s there for you to regret?"

As Mu Lingshan regained composure, she began to talk more, "Shouldn’t you be happy for me instead?"

"I came to find you to propose marriage," Yin Tian stated matter-of-factly.

At that, Mu Lingshan was obviously taken aback.

Propose... marriage...

Her face flushed beet-red at the suddenness of it all.

Isn’t Yin Tian like a younger brother to her?

How could he suddenly propose marriage?

As if seeing through the confusion in Mu Lingshan’s mind, Yin Tian explained with a wry smile, "It was arranged by my master."

"When I left the mountain, he arranged ten engagements for me."

"Ten?" Mu Lingshan’s expression grew even more astonished, "So you mean to say you have ten fiancées?"

"No, to be precise, there should be eleven," Yin Tian said with an awkward smile, "because one family had twin daughters, and they both ended up engaged to me..."

"Who would’ve thought..." Mu Lingshan mused with a touch of sentiment, "the snotty little boy from back then has so many fiancées now."

Then, with a teasing look at Yin Tian, she continued, "Now tell me, which fiancée number am I for you?"

"The... the tenth..." Yin Tian’s face reddened even further.

The tenth...

Even Mu Lingshan found that quite speechless.

So it was,

she was the ninth fiancée that Yin Tian had found?