She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 250 Things are going to change
Light rain in late autumn.

Shen Manzhi woke up at four o'clock in the morning, sweating a little. His pajamas might have been casually put on. Qin Yanfeng hugged him tightly. There was a sound of rain outside the window, and it was lonely and deserted.

She stared out the window, awake for a long time before she felt sleepy again. Before she fell asleep, she woke up again with a start. This repeated cycle made her no longer sleepy.

At six o'clock in the morning, it was pouring rain and the chill was bone-chilling.

Shen Manzhi was leaning against the window in his bathrobe, the rain from the balcony splashing outside the glass door, dripping continuously.

She leaned her head slightly against the wall, folded her arms, and turned her gaze from the rain outside the window to the person on the bed.

It was still dark, and she could only vaguely see the outline of the man's face.

After singing last night, Qin Yanfeng gave her a bouquet of flowers and fireworks. They kissed amid the cheers of the crowd, and when the fireworks bloomed, he took her into an impromptu bachata.

In the Latin-style duet dance, the charming close movements were abandoned, and the two people danced casually and lazily, constantly testing each other, fitting in with each other, and separating from each other in between being close and far away.

The red crystal chain jingled on her fair ankles, and her bare feet drew a semicircle on the ground. Then she was brought close to her waist, and her warm breath lingered behind her ears and then on her thin back, and a kiss was placed on her.

He lowered his eyes slightly in the dim light, and raised his right hand to touch her fingertips in the air. Under his heaving chest was a sleeping lion, seemingly careless but full of love.

It is the lingering sexiness, the measured and polite elegance, and the loneliness after the gentle touch.

Some people call it five minutes of love.

Passion and romance recede, like a heavy rain that comes to an abrupt end, violent yet gentle, just for the happiness at that moment.

In that moment of complete silence, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat that was about to break free.

How could she not be moved by such a stunning person?

When Qin Yanfeng woke up, he reached out and hugged her out of habit. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Manzhi standing in front of the balcony in a deserted manner.

There is a sparse curtain of rain, and the branches are full of flowers.

She leaned there quietly, blending into the misty sky and the pouring rain. It was like a dream and so real.

She turned around and said, "Come out with me."

Qin Yanfeng said hoarsely, "Okay."

Before I went out, the rain gradually subsided.

Shen Manzhi stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked up at the kiss mark on her neck. She couldn't cover it up no matter what she did, so she simply changed into a thin high-necked shirt, lifted a bunch of hair behind her ear and tied it up with a plain hairpin, leaving a strand of hair hanging on both sides of her temples, and put on some light makeup.

Shen Manzhi drove his own car and bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums on the way. Qin Yanfeng's expression was slightly solemn. He looked at the route navigation and saw that it was the way to Jinyuan Mountain.

Is this your final farewell?
When they reached the mountain, there was only drizzle. There was a muddy path at the foot of the mountain. Qin Yanfeng held Shen Manzhi's hand and said, "I'll carry you."

"Need not."

Shen Manzhi refused subconsciously, but he had already stepped into the mud and half-crouched down.

How hypocritical, she thought.

Zhan Yunqing's grave was located in the inner part of the cemetery, and Qin Yanfeng stood silently behind her.

The bouquet of flowers placed on the anniversary of his death some time ago had withered a little, so Shen Manzhi squatted down to clean up the dead leaves, placed a new bouquet of flowers next to it, and took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe the photos.

She would do this no matter when or how long it had been.

A faint sadness emanated from the woman. Qin Yanfeng also squatted down, holding an umbrella above the two of them. He could see the woman in the photo clearly.

Shen Manzhi is about 60% similar to her, but his mother's eyes and eyebrows are more delicate and gentle, while Shen Manzhi is a little more charming.

Shen Manzhi looked calm, "She should be forty-five years old this year."

In twenty-one years, she has changed from a spoiled little princess to a hedgehog who has learned to protect herself.

Qin Yanfeng said softly, "Time never defeats beauty."

"But beautiful women are often the most unfortunate."

"I met the wrong person."

Shen Manzhi laughed at himself, "Yeah, he met the wrong person, and even the cause of his death remains a mystery."

"The person I rushed out to save that day in the hospital," she looked up at the gray sky and stretched out her hand to feel the coolness of the rain, "was closely related to my mother's death. I don't want to lose this opportunity again."

Qin Yanfeng held her other hand. Shen Manzhi turned her head away, and the look in his eyes was surprisingly cold.

She was silent for a long time before she said softly, "Qin Yanfeng, she is the most important person to me."

Finding the truth behind Zhan Yunqing's death can almost be regarded as her belief in living.

"So," their breaths intertwined, Shen Manzhi felt the warmth of his hand and gently shook it back, "I will find everyone."

She looked at him with a stern gaze, as if expressing some kind of determination. In such an occasion, it was not only a promise to Zhan Yunqing, but also a statement for Qin Yanfeng to hear.

There was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, as if he understood the other meaning she didn't say. His throat felt a little dry and he couldn't say anything extra. He just tilted the umbrella towards her.

After leaving the cemetery, the rain gradually stopped. Heading westward from Jinyuan Mountain, towards the suburbs, the mountain roads were covered with withered yellow leaves, and there was a wet and sticky sound as we drove over them.

Hanlu Temple.

There is a little-known temple in Huaicheng, which is close to Jinyuan Mountain.

Shen Manzhi said he came to pray for blessings. There was water on the roadside, Qin Yanfeng tidied his clothes and wiped the mud off his shoes before going in with Shen Manzhi.

There were very few pilgrims in the temple. He stood in front of the incense burner and lit it with Shen Manzhi. "Have you been here before?"

Shen Manzhi put three fingers together to hold the incense, bowed devoutly, and said, "This is my first time here."

At Jiuqing Temple in the capital, he also asked her whether she believed in Buddhism.

She answered "occasionally".

Entering the center of the main hall, the abbot, who looked very old, was sitting on a cushion, beating a wooden fish, chanting scriptures, and bowing three times.

Shen Manzhi had the Buddhist beads given to him by the monk before he entered the door wrapped around his wrist and he closed his eyes and worshipped Buddha.

I wish the one I love lives a long life.

2. May everything go well.

Three wishes... I wish him a bright future.

Shen Manzhi threw banknotes into the donation box, then turned around and saw Qin Yanfeng standing silently with his hands clasped together, looking up at the Buddha statue.

Buddhist beads were wrapped around his hands, and he looked elegant and sacred. His eyes were filled with deep thoughts, and Shen Manzhi couldn't tell what he was thinking.

At eleven o'clock, she glanced at her phone and washed her hands in the basin.

Qin Yanfeng stood beside her and asked, "Are we going to the Cantonese restaurant in the city center later?"

Shen Manzhi's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he responded, "Okay, wait for me for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

Qin Yanfeng stood on the stone steps and watched her turn around the end of the corridor.

He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds began to move westward, becoming more foggy after the autumn rain, like a prelude to a storm.

It's going to change.

Shen Manzhi turned into the west wing Zen room, turned the Buddhist beads in her hand one by one, pressed the Bluetooth on her ear, and walked towards a guest room in the corner. Before she arrived, she heard a quarrel in the headphones.

To be more precise, it was a person roaring.

"I shouldn't have agreed to your conditions in the first place. I've been covering up for you for so long, and now you want to push me out to take the blame. I'm wrong and I should accept the punishment, but you can't get away with it!"

"Mr. Shen, don't get excited," another not-so-distinct voice slowly sounded, "No matter what happens between you and her, she is your daughter after all. The higher-ups mean that you should go and persuade her..."

Shen Manzhi's eyelashes drooped slightly, knowing that it was she who was checking.

"I advised her?"

Shen Duanwen raised his voice, then immediately gave a bitter smile, "All the things I've done to her over the years... all these years, I'm unworthy of being a father. Why should she listen to my advice?"

"If Mr. Shen is unwilling, the higher-ups will personally take action. At that time, I hope Mr. Shen will not think about the father-daughter relationship and disrupt the plan."

There was silence for a few seconds before Shen Duanwen's voice was heard.

"What are you going to do to her?"

The man smiled in a low voice, "Make someone shut up forever, or make her speechless, or find her weakness... But, this is not Mr. Shen's business."

Thunder roared, and in an instant lightning broke through the foggy sky.

A group of men in black walked in an orderly manner along the wall from the corner of the Zen room in the west courtyard, gathered in a room in the middle, and then dispersed automatically around it.

Shen Manzhi raised his eyes slightly, his expression cold and indifferent. The leader pushed the door open and the two unsuspecting people inside were horrified.

"Let me hear what you are going to do to me?"

Shen Duanwen looked horrified.

The person behind reacted quickly and climbed out of another door in the room, and someone immediately followed him.

When Shen Duanwen saw Shen Manzhi walking in slowly, his face turned pale, "...Manzhi? What are you doing?"

Shen Manzhi stood at the door, with the gray sky behind him and only the outline of a shadow left. "Whether I live or die is really none of your business."

Shen Duanwen was shocked. "It's not what you think... Why... Why are you here?"

"Can't you see that I came here just to see you?"

Shen Duanwen's face darkened for a moment, but he managed to stay calm and said, "How much of what was said just now did you hear?"

Shen Manzhi interrupted him, "You know what I'm investigating. I just want to know the truth."

Shen Duanwen's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse, "Manzhi, you can't beat them."

"Aren't you an accomplice?"

Seeing Shen Duanwen's pretended surprised expression, Shen Manzhi simply pointed it out, "Du Heping is in my hands. In the car accident that year, my mother's car was tampered with. Was it you?"

Shen Duanwen seemed to be extremely shocked. He supported himself on the wooden table beside him and took a half step back. "How could I possibly harm her!"

Shen Manzhi looked at him expressionlessly, "So why did you stop Du Heping from investigating? And why did they attack my mother?"

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