How could she not love him? The details of that love were clear, and she had truly felt them, yet she insisted on playing ignorant, stubbornly wanting him to say it aloud.
She is the selfish one...
The night was swept by a typhoon, an extraordinarily harsh weather.
Bian Yue looked out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, into the pitch dark, like an endless dark sea.
Lately, Bian Yue has been prone to emotional fluctuations, even now, just the inclent weather made her restless.
She turned around, the bedroom empty.
It dawned on her that Shen Jinci was not in the room. He had been busy lately too, Shen Zhaoli had demanded a leave and dumped back the work Shen Jinci had previously passed to him.
Now, both of them were extrely busy, often only exchanging a word or two late at night.
Today, during the day in the hospital, Shen Jinci had accompanied her, which was ti squeezed out forcibly.
Bian Yue was usually rational, and she knew that at tis like this, she shouldn’t disturb him.
So she chose to sleep, forcing herself into dreams.
The sound of the rain intensified, like a relentless symphony with a suppressed key, unbearable to listen closely.
Bian Yue woke up from a dream, drenched in a cold sweat.
Her emotions were not under control of her rational mind and she left the bedroom to look for Shen Jinci.
In the villa where just the two of them lived, it felt particularly spacious at night.
Bian Yue ran all the way, her heart beating inexplicably violently, stirring her delicate nerves, making her feel uncontrollably panicked.
The mont she pushed open the door to the study, Shen Jinci was still in a eting.
The computer screen cast a soft glow on her face, but his expression was cold and piercing, devoid of warmth. Even the tender light could not add any warmth to him.
A subordinate was reporting sothing on the other end, and Bian Yue heard his slightly fierce order when she pushed the door.
During this ti, Lixing was not quite peaceful either.
This thought flickered through Bian Yue’s mind.
Afterward, the panicky feeling still dominated.
When Shen Jinci saw her, he imdiately closed the laptop.
He must have been frightened by her ghostly pale face and imdiately stood up and approached her, his expression softened as if afraid to disturb, he softly asked, "What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Bian Yue didn’t speak, just looked at him, her eyes reddening.
Suddenly, she reached out and hugged him tightly.
Shen Jinci didn’t know why Bian Yue’s emotions were so sensitively abrupt, but still tried to cajole her, "Is it because of the rainy weather that you feel upset?"
"It’s not..." Bian Yue shook her head forcefully, she looked up in his arms, her eyes gleaming with fragile light, insecure, "Shen Jinci, will you always be by my side?"
"Of course."
"Really?" she asked persistently, "Even if I did sothing that made you angry, you won’t leave , right?"
"Really, no matter what you do." He said without asking anything.
Bian Yue looked at him for a mont, then buried her face in his chest and burst into tears.
All emotions were unseeable black holes, and even Bian Yue did not yet know how to cover them.
She only felt a bit of peace in her heart when she hugged Shen Jinci.
"I don’t want to sleep alone." She had cried for a long ti before saying this.
Shen Jinci lifted her by her hips and walked towards the desk nearby.
He sat down, and Bian Yue clung to him like a koala in his embrace.
Shen Jinci patted her back and said, "I still have a eting, Yueyue, be quiet and after the eting, we’ll go back to sleep, okay?"
Bian Yue now regained so sense and obviously knew how unreasonable her behavior had just been.
So she lowered her head, her expression slightly anxious, and whispered, "I won’t be noisy, I’ll be very good."
This kind of behavior from Bian Yue was very rare for Shen Jinci.
He liked how Bian Yue depended on him, but was more worried about her ntal state.
Shen Jinci thought, after dealing with Li Tingmo’s issue, he should accompany Bian Yue to see a psychologist.
The following ti, Bian Yue listened to Shen Jinci talking on the phone with several people.
It was all highly confidential Lixing matters, yet Bian Yue listened until she felt sleepy. anwhile, Shen Jinci’s tone was cold as he spoke softly, comforting her with gentle pats on her back.
When Shen Jinci finished the call, Bian Yue was nearly asleep.
She felt Shen Jinci kiss her ear, his tone changing from its previous chill to a gentle whisper, "Shall we go to sleep?"
Bian Yue nodded, slightly lifted her eyes to look at him, his noble and aloof face under the dim light.
Bian Yue said, "Shen Jinci, if I sold these secrets to the paparazzi, could I make a lot of money?"
"Hmm, whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you," Shen Jinci held her steadily as they walked.
Bian Yue closed her eyes, smiled, and said, "I wouldn’t, really. You belong to , so your things are mine too, I have to protect my property."
Shen Jinci seed to chuckle softly, his deep and sexy laughter felt like a feather brushing across the heart, ticklish.
Bian Yue hated that she still wasn’t powerful enough; otherwise, she could lock Shen Jinci away to keep him from attracting trouble with his cursed handso face everywhere.
Thinking this, she said it out loud.
Shen Jinci’s smile deepened, but he seriously said, "Who else would dare to ss with besides you?"
That night, at Xiangjiang Bar.
When Shen Zhaoli received a call from Wen Jiao, he initially thought the young lady had stirred up trouble again that he needed to solve.
Instead, a man’s voice ca through.
"Hey! Your girlfriend is causing trouble here! Co over and pay up, or she’s not leaving!"
Shen Zhaoli truly didn’t know how Wen Jiao always managed to involve him in trouble.
His veins throbbing with rage, yet he could only coldly say, "Address."
At this mont, Shen Zhaoli stood amidst a group of brawny, tattooed n, with the drunk Wen Jiao hanging on him, negotiating compensation with the leader.
"I don’t lack this money, but your girlfriend hit my brother, you need to pay ten tis!"
Shen Zhaoli listened calmly, holding Wen Jiao in his arms gracefully, smirked nonchalantly, "Why did my girlfriend hit your brother?"
"Because..."
"Because he deserved it!" Wen Jiao, despite being utterly drunk, did not forget to make her presence known, interrupting the leader in full righteousness, displaying the strength of her beauty.
She looked proudly around, "You guys should get out more! I’m the miss of the Wen Family! You think you’re worthy of flirting with ? I hate ugly people the most! If you want to chase , you’d better get plastic surgery first!"
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