She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 46 Talking about interests without emotions
On the top floor of the sixth floor of an abandoned and dilapidated teaching building, a girl slowly raised her long legs and jumped down the stairs, carrying half a box of milk.

Taking advantage of the last ray of sunset at dusk, walking down the concrete stairs, the ruin-like teaching building is usually quiet and cold, and the chirping of insects and birds is particularly clear.

So when the girl's screams and curses came from the toilet in the east corner, the entire corridor made an ethereal sound.

The girl's eyes moved slightly, she took a sip of milk and continued downstairs.

Two figures came out of the toilet in the east corner. The tall boy pulled the girl's collar and dragged her into a classroom savagely. The girl was trying her best to resist.

The corridor where the girl was located was hollowed out in the middle of both sides of the teaching building, so people in both places could clearly see each other.

"Help!" The girl lay on the corner and refused to leave. She looked at the people on the corridor as if her throat was torn when she saw her savior. "Please, help me... wuwuwuwu."

Suddenly his mouth was covered, the boy cast a sinister look at the person on the corridor, motioned for her to leave it alone, kicked open a classroom door and dragged the person in.

The girl's expression suddenly dimmed, her eyes filled with tears, her thin white legs rubbed on the ground and disappeared behind the door.

The girl walked down the last step and turned around the corner.

In the dark and dilapidated classroom, the iron chairs and stools were tilted here and there. The girl was thrown to the ground, her clothes were torn, and she was whimpering. Her hands were not even half as strong as the boy's, and she was forced to press against the wall to bear the boy's punches and kicks.

The collar was torn open and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

There was a loud noise, the classroom door was kicked open, the milk carton was thrown on the boy's head, and milk stains were scattered on the floor. The tall girl stood at the door, her expression unclear against the light.

The people inside had no time to react before the girl lifted the iron chair on the ground and threw her over. The boy stretched out his hand to block the move and swore a curse word in his mouth.

He grabbed the girl's collar and looked at the person at the door with a fierce expression, "Don't mind your own business!"

The girl sitting on the ground cried and shook her head, "Save me..."

"She saved you? The whole grade has isolated her, how can she save you?" The boy smiled sinisterly, making people get goosebumps.

The girl suddenly struggled and bit the boy's hand, her eyes pleading with the person at the door. The cold-looking girl stepped forward and kicked the boy in the abdomen.

The girl was able to escape, but the boy grabbed the girl's legs and threw her to the ground. He lifted the chair behind him and hit her hard.

The girl who escaped from the devil's clutches lay on the doorstep in fear and looked at the scene in the classroom. She looked at the girl on the ground and ran out holding back her tears.

The boy laughed wantonly, lifted her collar and leaned over and said lewdly, "Then you can take her place. No one in this school cares about you anyway. Even if you're not here for evening self-study, there are no teachers or classmates looking for you, so it saves me the trouble." trouble……"

The girl overturned the chair with her arms, hit the boy on the back with her elbow, and was punched by the boy again. The two of them were torn to the ground without giving an inch.

But the 17-year-old girl was weak in strength and could not withstand the boy's arrogant strength. Her forehead was instantly red, swollen and broken, and the boy's hand pinched her neck, causing blue veins to bulge...

The weight on her body was so suffocating that she could hardly breathe. Shen Manzhi suddenly woke up, and her muscles and bones ached at the slightest movement, making her covered in sweat.

She opened her eyes and looked at the thing sitting on her body.

"Meow~"

"..."

He frowned slightly, it was a nightmare.

The Maine Coon cat's sharp green pupils looked at the strange animals that had intruded into its territory with contempt, and its fluffy tail slowly swayed behind it.

He looks domineering, but his voice is soft.

Shen Manzhi lifted a corner of the quilt to cover the little thing, drove it away, and sat up despite the pain.

She just meowed out, gracefully jumped off the bed, squatted on the ground, licked her paws, and continued to stare at her "viciously".

Shen Manzhi rubbed his head and ignored it.

I looked around the room. It was decorated in gray. The room was so dark that I couldn't tell whether it was day or night. There was only a small lamp beside the bed.

The door was opened, and the man was leaning against the door against the light, holding a small box of cat food in his hand.

He just saw this and walked over to rub the man's trousers.

Shen Manzhi couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely remembered that Qin Yanfeng came to pick her up last night.

The man took the proud cat away and closed the door again.

She breathed a sigh of relief, leaned her head back on the bed, and looked relaxed.

It seems that there is a faint orchid smell on the man's breath, elegant and cold.

The overwhelming tenderness wrapped around the sharp edges and corners of her body from behind, caressing her violent brute force.

Let that hybrid save his life.

She opened the quilt and looked down. She was wearing a loose and loose white nightgown. Medicine was applied to the injured area and gauze was carefully applied, and she even changed her underwear.

The door was opened again. This time Qin Yanfeng brought a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside. He watched the woman calmly take the quilt.

Her eyes are beautiful, sometimes tender and charming, sometimes indifferent, cold, decadent and tasteless.

I feel very decadent now, just like last night, with a sense of depravity that wants to drag people into the quagmire.

"Are you hungry? Come out and have something to eat?"

She nodded. She spent too much energy last night and slept for an unknown amount of time. Her stomach felt very empty and uncomfortable.

Qin Yanfeng left and closed the door, leaving her some space.

There was a set of warm-colored clothing on the side of the bed. When I picked it up, I saw that it was a certain brand of women's clothing.

The thick silver-gray curtains were opened, and the winter sunshine was a bit dazzling, reflecting on the blue sea, with sparkling light and shadows dancing with the waves.

The time is three in the afternoon.

She slept for more than ten hours.

After walking out of the room and turning down a long corridor, I saw a man sitting on the sofa in the middle hall, with a notebook on his long legs and his hands typing away at the keyboard.An aunt walked out of the semi-open kitchen, carrying warm white porridge and a few dishes of side dishes, and respectfully called her, "Mrs. Qin."

Shen Manzhi pursed his lips and didn't respond.

But the taciturn man raised his eyes and said, "Just call her name."

The aunt was slightly stunned, then expressed her apology, "Miss Manchi, it's time to eat."

He just walked out after enjoying "afternoon tea", raised his tail and walked slowly around her, patrolling his territory domineeringly, blocking her way to the dining table.

One person and one cat stare at each other.

"Only."

The man's voice was gentle and gentle. If the person he was calling was not a cat, others would only think that he loved this man so much.

Shen Manzhi was rarely distracted. He sat at the dining table and glanced at the plump and fresh shrimp porridge and several plates of side dishes with light color and taste.

Auntie prepared a soft cotton napkin and said, "Sir, you are taking care of yourself and it is inevitable that you will have to avoid certain foods these days."

Shen Manzhi nodded, held his chopsticks, and thanked him softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

He just lay on the sofa, his temper softened after being rubbed casually by the owner twice, wagging his tail and looking at the woman on the dining table, as if he was always on guard against women taking over his territory.

"What do you call it?"

After Shen Manzhi finished drinking a bowl of porridge, he suddenly spoke, his voice soft and charming.

Qin Yanfeng stopped, looked at her, and said sincerely, "Sorry, I brought the cat back two years ago with no other intentions."

I didn't intend to take the same name as her, but it was a repeated word.

The nanny served her another bowl of porridge. She lowered her head and ate quietly without speaking again.

The shrimps are very fresh, the meat is firm and tender, and the porridge is made in a very sophisticated way. The aroma is rich and fragrant, and it is as delicious as the porridge I had last time I was sick.

She loves it.

It's hard for her to like anything.

She didn't feel full until she finished three bowls of porridge.

The aunt took away the tableware, leaving the two of them in the living room.

She didn't want to mention what happened last night, but she still had to say thank you.

"What happened last night..."

"You asked me if I regretted it."

Qin Yanfeng intercepted what she was saying, closed the computer, took off the headset, and looked at her with a pair of warm eyes.

The clothes he randomly picked on the official website were a thin smoky pink knitted long skirt, which was very feminine and outlined her slim figure, making her look lazy and seductive.

Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. In that state, he didn't have any consciousness of what he said and just blurted it out following him.

What did she ask?
"You are the person chosen by grandpa, I have no objection." His tone was not cold, but somewhat distant, completely different from the gentle gentleman in the early morning.

When it comes to interests, he knows what to measure and is emotionless.

"Marrying a member of the Qin family means risking your marriage, your freedom, hiding your instincts, intrigues, falsehoods, and subterfuge...Shen Manzhi," Qin Yanfeng paused and said in a frivolous tone, "The person who doesn't regret it after asking questions should be I’m right.”

Shen Manzhi lowered his eyes and sneered, "Do you think I will become like that?"

"No," he answered simply, as if the person he named was not her in what he said just now, "You are not an obedient canary. This cage cannot imprison you."

Shen Manzhi leaned against the wall alone, "I have never had principles in doing things. I can throw away the Shen family. Marriage is just a relationship to me."

The implication is that there is nothing to regret. She is not a well-behaved young lady, so she will not be a dignified and virtuous wife.

Shen Manzhi raised his eyes lightly, "It's just that I will help you, can you help me too?"

Her nature is unruly and unruly, no one can control her, and no one dares to control her.

Although the tone was inquiring, there was no intention of discussion.

From beginning to end, her whole body was unconsciously exuding an aura of decadence and despair, and she was stuck in a whirlpool, unable to pull herself up.

The man is personable, with a cool temperament like an orchid, noble and elegant, "You can try to believe me."

After a question and an answer, the conversation ended. They are all smart people, and no matter how much they say, they are not as direct as their actions.

Shen Manzhi went back to the room to take away his things.

Qin Yanfeng brought her all the items left at Lieying Boxing Gym.

A mechanical watch, a dead cell phone and a hair tie.

She picked up her smoky gray woolen coat and walked out while the man leaned on the balcony and made a phone call.

Qin Yanfeng's voice was lazy and low, and he was communicating in a foreign language. You could vaguely hear him confirming the style and date of the item with the other person.

The man is wearing a simple white shirt, his eyes are lowered, and the light is dancing on his handsome face. Every part is the uncanny workmanship of Nuwa, and his whole body is flawless and enviable.

He looks so clean.

Qin Yanfeng looked towards her and said, "Want to leave?"

Shen Manzhi looked away and said, "Yeah."

She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anything. She completely complied with what she just said and fulfilled each other's needs.

(End of this chapter)