Rose Manor

It was past noon and the sun was tilting towards the west.

This Western restaurant pays attention to the dark-toned atmosphere. When the sunlight is not so strong, the private room looks a bit dim.

When the light was turned on, the faint warm yellow light was wrapped in a linen lampshade, still not very bright. Their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and their expressions were not clear.

Fu Jichen got addicted to cigarettes and took out a cigarette from the box. In order not to trigger the smoke alarm, he could only hold back. He held the filter tip of the cigarette with his fingers and turned it in a low voice: "Are you because of what the second lady of the Xu family said?" What are you talking about? I said that I will not marry her sister."

Shen Jianian smiled softly, shook his head and said, "No."

She can't control who he will marry in the future. After all, that person will not be her.

Fu Jichen looked at her with confusion. Was he not good enough to her?Why do you want to leave him?
Shen Jianian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were as thick as butterfly wings, his fingers grabbed the white napkin on his lap, and said softly: "When I learned that A Che had an accident, I began to waver and feel timid. On the day I attended his funeral, I felt very sad when I saw his mother's condition. Later I went to the cemetery to see my parents who were buried there. My parents only had me as their only child. They poured all their love into her. For me, I think that if they were still alive, they wouldn’t want to see me live in hatred all my life. The most common thing they said to me when they were alive was that Xiao Nian wants to grow up happily."

Shen Jianian raised his head and twitched the corners of his lips: "I want to live a simple and happy life. Revenge is too heavy."

"Aren't you happy being with me?" Fu Jichen's expression was sinister, and his jawline was very tight, which was a bit scary in the dim light.

Shen Jianian did not answer.

Isn't she happy being around him?

She couldn't deceive herself, and asked herself, it was he who dragged her out of the mire where the sun had never seen the light of day. Without him, she would have become Qin Zhongtian's plaything, and it was unimaginable how she would be treated.

No matter what his purpose was or whether he had true feelings, at least he was really nice to her. He bought her beautiful dresses, bright jewelry, and expensive cellos, which was even better than when she was the eldest daughter of the Shen family.

Fu Jichen locked his eyes with her and did not ignore the name she called Pei Che in those words. She called him "Ache".

Sure enough, she still couldn't forget Pei Che.

When Pei Che died, her heart also died, so she had to draw a clear line with him, right?

Could it be that the words she was telling him now were hatched on the day Pei Che died?

"What if I don't agree?" Fu Jichen crushed the cigarette between his fingers and finally lost his grace, his eyes filled with anger, "Have I ever told you - this transaction was started by you, but what? The end of time is not for you to decide."

He did say this once, when Pei Che went to Yicheng to find her.

Shen Jianian let go of the crumpled napkin. The previous words consumed all her energy. Her mind became increasingly drowsy and she could no longer find a word to defend herself.

Silence spread in the box.

Shen Jianian lay on the table, burying his whole face in his arms. After a long time, his voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Fu Jichen leaned back on the chair, his gaze fell on the top of her head, the coldness and anger in his eyes slowly subsided, and he only said: "Stay with me."

Shen Jianian didn't give any reaction to his words.

Fu Jichen was patient enough to wait for her answer. When the waiter came to clear the plates, he waved people out and continued to wait silently.

There is a posture of waiting until the end of time.

He looked at his watch and saw that a quarter of an hour had passed. He grabbed Shen Jianian's arm and pulled her over. She fell softly into his arms.Only then did he realize that she had fallen asleep at some point, and her flushed cheeks reflected the lines on her shirt sleeves.

Fu Jichen's face was a little dark, but he was helpless.

*
After Xu Jingyi finished eating with her friends, they took some beautiful photos of each other and uploaded them to personal social networking sites. Next, they were going to go shopping in the mall.

As soon as she walked out of the box, a girl next to Xu Jingyi pushed her elbow and said in a low voice: "Jingyi, look, your brother-in-law."

Xu Jingyi originally lowered her head to look through the things in her bag. After hearing this, she raised her eyes and looked forward.

A few steps away, a tall and tall man was holding a girl across his arms. The light from the ceiling lamp in the corridor cast a light as clear as the moonlight, falling on his broad and straight shoulders, making people feel calm and safe.

In the words of the Internet, it means "boyfriend is full of power".Xu Jingyi secretly took a breath and couldn't help but quicken her pace to follow her. From the side and rear angle, she could see Fu Jichen's infinitely tender eyes when he looked down at the girl, as well as his careful and protective movements.

She couldn't convince herself that that was the attitude she should have towards an insignificant person.

Obviously, Fu Jichen is very interested in that girl.

What about her sister?
Not long after Fu Jichen walked out of the box, he noticed someone was following him. He didn't bother to pay attention and strode out.

After exiting the revolving glass door, the parking attendant drove the car forward, got out of the car, and helped open the passenger door.

Fu Jichen bent down and stuffed the drunk Shen Jia Nian in, and pulled the seat belt buckle.

The parking attendant handed over the car keys with both hands.

Fu Jichen took the car keys and got into the cab, started the car and drove away, back to Yunding Palace.

When he got off the car, he still held Shen Jia Nian in his arms. Fortunately, Cheng Jin heard the noise and came over to open the door in advance, saving him the trouble of freeing his hands.

Cheng Jin saw that Shen Jia Nian in his arms was in a comatose state, and his face was unusually red. He thought she was sick, and said in a worried tone: "Is Jia Nian okay?"

"Drunk." Fu Jichen entered the room, kicked off his leather shoes and put on indoor slippers.

Cheng Jin paused, somewhat dumbfounded, and lowered his voice and said, "Do you need me to make a bowl of hangover soup?"

"She didn't drink much. She'll be fine if she takes a nap." Fu Jichen looked at the person who was sleeping in his arms and said in a calm tone.

With Shen Jia Nian's current appearance, she couldn't drink the sobering soup.

Cheng Jin hurried over to help press the elevator door button. After Fu Jichen walked in with his arms, she helped press the button for the third floor and came out before the elevator door closed.

Fu Jichen entered Shen Jianian's room, let go and threw him on the bed.

Even though she was covered with soft and thick bedding, Shen Jia Nian was still awakened. She opened her eyes and looked around confusedly. It was a familiar room to her, and she was slightly relieved.

Suddenly, a dark shadow came over her eyes, making her eyelids tremble in shock.

Fu Jichen was still obsessed with getting no response in the restaurant box, so he asked her again: "Do you want to leave me?"

As the alcohol dissipated in her body, Shen Jianian's mind was far less clear-headed than it was then. It took her a long time to understand what he was saying. She raised her arms and put them around the man's neck.

The short, thick black hair on the back of his head pricked the palm of her hand, making it itch.

Shen Jianian shook his head vigorously, feeling that there was a ball of paste in his head, and the more he shook, the more confused he became.

Fu Jichen refused to let her go easily: "What do you mean by shaking your head? I want to hear you say it yourself."

Shen Jia Nian wanted to speak, but she was unable to speak. She was like a fish floating on the shore. When she opened her mouth, she could only breathe but could not form words.

The hand holding his neck slid down softly and fell on the quilt. Her eyes blinked very slowly, as if she was extremely sleepy and still trying to stay awake.

Fu Jichen couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, and his heart sank. He held the back of her neck with his big palm and lowered his head, pressing his thin lips against her pink lips.

Perhaps because he was too familiar with his kiss, Shen Jia Nian responded subconsciously even if his mind was not clear.

Her initiative stirred a certain nerve in the man. Originally she only wanted to give it a try, but now she was completely out of control.Fu Jichen clasped her slender waist with his other hand, almost crushing her in his palm.

The hot breath spread from around the big bed, and the room continued to heat up.

Shen Jia Nian felt dizzy, feeling that his body was falling downwards and would never reach the bottom.It felt exciting and insecure, and I could only cling to the only driftwood I could hold in my hand.