Chapter 237: Chapter 237: The Background of Shen Ci Chapter 237: Chapter 237: The Background of Shen Ci Erhu let out a cheer, “Yes, yes, you’re so smart, little mistress.
I’ll go tell the master right now.”
He teleported to Han Zheng’s office, happily flying around, “Master, master, the little mistress has a great suggestion.
She said, ‘If there are doubts, why keep them close?
They’ve grown up; it’s ti for them to leave the nest.'”
Han Zheng felt as if he had an epiphany.
That’s right, it was his narrow-mindedness.
After his reincarnation, he was too obsessed with hunting down the murderer, forgetting that preventing danger before it occurs was in ng Chuyue’s best interest.
Although this could likely an never finding the person from his past life who killed ng Chuyue, leaving him frustrated, it would be better for avoiding danger.
Compared to vengeance, ensuring Chuyue’s safety was more important.
In his past life, the person or people who could not tolerate Chuyue had been spoiled by him, their appetites grown too large.
Now, while they were still young, and the tiger had not grown large, it was wisest to let them go early.
Just as he didn’t adopt Laoqi and Laoba after his rebirth but instead quietly helped them find their families.
Laoer, Laosi, and Laoliu had no families, but they were not young; it was ti for them to stand on their own.
He smiled, filled with pleasant intentions, “… This is indeed a good idea.
Erhu, go tell Chuyue that I will arrange this matter as soon as possible.
Also, I’ll go to her shop for dinner tonight.
If she doesn’t want to, she can continue with her work, and it’s fine for Muyang to accompany .”
“Okay, master, ah, I’m so happy.”
Erhu joyously went back to find ng Chuyue.
At this mont, ng Chuyue was taking a midday rest.
After hearing Erhu’s words, she was silent for a long ti, then got up and went to Shen Ci’s bedroom on the second floor.
The second floor housed the fast-food restaurant’s VIP room and private rooms.
The soundproofing had been excellently done during the renovation.
ng Chuyue used her key to open the door to Shen Ci’s bedroom, expecting to find him asleep, planning to quietly join him for a while and talk to him after he woke.
But as soon as she opened the door, the supposedly sleeping Shen Ci imdiately opened his eyes, which were like stars in the dark night.
“Chuyue?”
He was startled for a mont, then quickly got up and embraced ng Chuyue tightly, his voice hoarse, “What brings you here?”
“I missed you.”
She really did miss him.
Although they seldom spent ti apart, when he wasn’t by her side, she always longed for him.
ng Chuyue leaned in and tenderly kissed Shen Ci’s beautifully curved lips, and pushed against his chest to stop his dominant advance before he could start, smiling and saying, “Actually, there is sothing.
Sit down first; let’s talk sitting down.”
Shen Ci indulgently smiled at her, pulling her down to sit with him, “What is it?”
ng Chuyue rested her head on Shen Ci’s chest, wrapping her arms around his waist, and spoke softly, “I’m going to acknowledge my dad.”
Shen Ci didn’t know that both ng Chuyue and her father were Reincarnators, nor was he aware of Erhu’s true might.
However, he always knew that Han Zheng was ng Chuyue’s biological father.
So he wasn’t surprised.
He smiled, “That’s good news, isn’t it?
Are you so excited that you can’t sleep?”
“No,” ng Chuyue shook her head, “We can’t recognize each other publicly for now because my dad suspects Han Xiao, Han Muyang, and Han Mi have too much ambition.”
Shen Ci, “… So your father plans to separate them before acknowledging you publicly.”
“Yes.
But the reason I ca to you isn’t to talk about this.
What I want to discuss is…
your identity, which Aunt Wei Lan told about the other day.”
“My identity?”
Shen Ci was extrely surprised.
His background had issues too?
Could it be?
Had he been switched at birth by Qin Weilan, just like the proverbial cat changing the prince?
But who would that be?
Shen Wenhao?
No, that couldn’t be.
If it were so, Chuyue wouldn’t have kept it from him for so long.
ng Chuyue raised her hand to caress Shen Ci’s face, yielding to the temptation of his striking handsoness, and pressed her lips against his seductively rosy ones.
Shen Ci never had any resistance to her, and for a mont, he even forgot his doubts, his hand gripping the back of her head, and their kisses intertwined eagerly.
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