Rose Manor

Shen Jia Nian slept for a long time, and when he woke up, the room was dark. I don't know if the curtains were too effective or it was completely dark.

Feeling that she was being held in someone's arms, warm and comfortable, with the familiar and reassuring male scent lingering on the tip of her nose, she did not move, letting time flow by.

She only drank one glass of wine at noon. Although there were some signs of drunkenness, it was not to the extent of being drunk, so she still remembered that she told Fu Jichen about terminating the deal.

Fu Jichen did not agree.

Shen Jia Nian pressed her heart. She didn't know whether she was more happy or disappointed, let alone what to do next.

Should you continue to stay with him and pretend that nothing happened?

In what capacity does she enjoy everything he has given her?

Shen Jia Nian has never realized so clearly that she has lived her life in a mess, with no way out and no future ahead.

When she became Yan Qiusheng's apprentice, she thought her future was bright, as if she had glimpsed a road paved with flowers and applause.

But, that was just her naive self-righteousness.

Shen Jianian thought for a long time in the dark, but still couldn't figure it out. She raised her hand and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

The moment the lights came on, she squinted her eyes. After a little adjusting to the light, she looked at the man lying next to her.

Fu Jichen hadn't woken up yet, breathing evenly and long. His handsome and charming face had lost its usual sharpness and defensiveness, revealing the most harmless side, with a peaceful and gentle feeling.

The eyelashes are longer than many girls, casting a shadow under the eyelids.His skin was smooth, delicate and flawless, making people wonder if he was really in his thirties.

Shen Jianian saw his ID card. He was born in September and has not officially celebrated his 30th birthday yet.

She couldn't help but raise her fingers and gently slide them across the bridge of his nose. Then she went down and placed her fingertips on his thin lips. The soft and warm touch made her kiss her so domineeringly, as if he wanted to Swallow life into your belly.

They did it once after they came back from outside.

She drank and couldn't remember many details. She only remembered that she obeyed her heart and gave him a warm response that she had never had before, and he asked her over and over again if she wanted to stay with me...

Shen Jianian's heart felt hot, and the temperature on her cheeks gradually rose. She slowly retracted her hand and stared at the man's face intently and long.

He slept very deeply. Maybe he was too busy in the past few days and didn't have time to sleep well.

Shen Jianian looked at it, but couldn't help but get closer to him, and kissed his face with her lips, her eyes full of unconscious attachment.

Not daring to disturb him, she carefully returned to her original position. When she raised her eyes, Fu Jichen woke up at some point and was looking at her with his eyes open. His eyes were tender and affectionate, without the hesitation when he just woke up.

Shen Jia Nian was startled. Thinking of his secret kiss just now, his face turned red and his heart beat faster than ever before.

Fu Jichen's dark eyes were filled with smiles, and he closed his arms to hug him tightly.

The moment her fingers touched the bridge of his nose, he woke up. He endured not moving and continued to pretend to be asleep, wondering what else she would do.

He felt her soft fingertips pressing against his lips, and he almost couldn't help but hold her hand.

But he didn't. He waited patiently, and then something softer than fingertips gently fell on his face. Those were her lips, and she was kissing him.

If she didn't have feelings for him, how could she act like this?

Before that, he was still angry that she was worried about Pei Che, but he didn't expect that things would turn around so quickly, allowing him to spy on her thoughts.

Shen Jianian met his eyes, hoping that he didn't know anything: "When did you wake up?"

The smile on Fu Jichen's lips did not stop and he asked her: "When do you want me to wake up?"

As soon as he said this, Shen Jia Nian understood. He had woken up a long time ago, and he knew everything she did to him. Suddenly, he felt as if he had no clothes on and had nothing to hide in front of him.

Fu Jichen's big hands held the back of her ears and her neck, caressing her from the base of her ears to her cheeks: "Shen Jia Nian, are you in love with me?" When he asked, his voice was so gentle that it could make your blood boil, and because of his uncertainty, there was a trace of expectation hidden inside.

It turns out that a successful and powerful man like him also has longing and expectations for something.

Shen Jianian was burned by his eyes, and his heart seemed to have a hot hole.Her eyes dodge, unwilling to admit: "No."

Fu Jichen's eyes darkened for a moment, and he didn't completely believe her. She said more than once: "It's not shameful to admit that you love someone."

Shen Jia Nian's throat was dry. After a long while, she looked directly into his eyes and asked, "What about you?" Do you love her or deceive her, or both.

Fu Jichen still asked her: "What do you think?"

Shen Jianian was silent.

In this era where seeing may not necessarily be true, hearing may not be false, and personal promises may not be fulfilled. It is too difficult to distinguish between love and non-love. How could she know what he was thinking in his heart.

Even if he said he loved her personally, she didn't dare to hope that it would be true.

What's more, he just said "What do you think", isn't it a kind of avoidance?

The phone rang, and Shen Jianian felt relieved that he finally didn't have to continue this topic.

Hearing that the ringtone was coming from the sofa, she slipped out of bed. She didn't want to keep the caller waiting. Instead of looking for slippers, she walked over barefoot, picked up the small leather bag on the sofa, unzipped it, and touched it from inside. Take out the phone.

The call note on the screen is "Teacher Yan".

Shen Jianian covered his forehead with one hand to drive away the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He cleared his throat and answered the call: "Teacher, what do you want to see me for?"

While listening to the phone, Shen Jianian walked to the window and opened the curtains.

It was indeed dark outside, and a moon hung in the sky.

Yan Qiusheng said on the phone that he took his mother to the hospital for a physical check-up today. He heard that an expert specializing in his mother's illness had returned from an exchange abroad. He would stay in the hospital for the next few days and told her not to go to the villa.

Shen Jia Nian turned around and responded to Yan Qiusheng's words. His eyes fell on the bed. Fu Jichen was leaning on the pillow. His upper body was naked, revealing his white, firm and strong shoulders and arms.

"I understand." Shen Jianian looked away and looked out the window again, "Say hello to your aunt for me. If it is convenient, I will visit her in two days."

The next moment the phone was hung up, Shen Jia Nian's body was hanging in the air, making her scream in surprise.

It was Fu Jichen who quietly got out of bed, came behind her, and picked her up.

"Aren't you cold standing on the ground with bare feet?" The deep voice contained the most genuine concern.

He put on a shirt, fastened two buttons casually, and hung it loosely on his body, giving off a sense of laziness, but it was very charming.

Fu Jichen put her on the bed and lay beside her. He tilted his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Shen Jia Nian subconsciously put his hand on his stomach: "I ate too much for lunch and I'm not hungry yet."

The dishes at the Western restaurant he took her to at noon were not bad and all suited her taste, especially the black truffle pancake, which she ate several pieces by herself.

Fu Jichen turned over and lay on top of her, stroking the corners of her lips with his fingertips: "Do you remember what I said?"

He said so many words, which one was he referring to?
Shen Jianian was about to ask him, but suddenly remembered that he should be referring to the last words he said to her in the box: stay with me.

"Remember?" Fu Jichen knew from her expression that she had not forgotten.

Shen Jia Nian turned her face away, afraid to look into his eyes. She always felt that he was very accurate in seeing people and things, and could easily understand everything about her, including her little thoughts.

"Is my answer important?" Shen Jianian said in a light voice, "Even if I don't agree, you won't let me go."

Although what she said was unpleasant, it was true. Fu Jichen stroked her chin with his fingers and said in a deep voice, "It's good that you know."

Another call rang. Shen Jianian picked up the phone and took a look. This time it was Bai Changxia.

She pushed Fu Jichen's shoulders away, sat up from the bed, and answered the phone: "Xia Xia."