The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 30 Do you regret it?
Hearing this, Lin Mowan paused, and her originally calm face suddenly became a little gloomy. She looked ahead with a dim gaze. Yuzhi had no choice but to stop as well. Although she was confused, she didn't dare to ask more questions.

It has been more than two years, which means that Zhou Shiran had a very clear goal back then and had planned the sale long ago, which is why he has been able to rise so quickly in the past three years.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable Lin Mowan felt in her heart, and her hands tucked into wide sleeves slowly clenched into fists.

She didn't know how long she stood on the windy corridor, or it was Yuzhi's gentle call that brought her back to her senses a little. Lin Mowan turned around and met her somewhat anxious eyes. Suddenly, a hint of darkness appeared in her peripheral vision.

Before Lin Mowan had time to ask, she subconsciously turned her head to look. It was Shen Weiyuan, who had been standing behind her for an unknown period of time. Her mind suddenly exploded, and her anger was completely washed away.

She quickly came back to her senses, her expression was unnatural for a moment, and then she bowed and said, "Second Master."

Shen Weiyuan nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over her body. With just a look of lowering his eyes and frowning, Yuzhi immediately understood and quickly retreated.

Because of the banquet in the front hall, there were almost no servants outside. Most of them had gone to the banquet hall to help serve the guests. This corridor was not remote, but no one passed by at the moment. It was so quiet that the only sound was the whistling wind in the courtyard.

He casually pushed open the door beside him, and in front of Lin Mowan's puzzled eyes, he grabbed her arm and almost carried her into the room with one hand.

As the door behind him slammed shut, Lin Mowan was startled. He didn't say anything, but just tore off her coat and threw it aside. He suddenly grabbed her collar and ripped it open a little savagely, revealing her neck that was bruised by Jiang Youxi behind the rockery.

Lin Mowan leaned against the door panel, her body tensed and she dared not move. She shivered and wanted to pull up her collar, but she was afraid of Shen Weiyuan's hostility.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time. This place was one of the guest rooms that the Jiang family had specially vacated and cleaned for this birthday banquet. It was cleaned very clean the night before.

Although there was no one in the house, charcoal was always burning to provide a timely place for drunk guests to take a rest, so it was warm and tidy.

"how did you make it?"

He spoke slowly, as if trying to calm down so that his tone would not sound too aggressive. Lin Mowan looked at his gloomy face and did not intend to hide anything. She only said, "Jiang Youxi suspected that I was the one who injured him. He almost killed me just now."

When she said this, she looked very calm, not at all the delicate and frail look she had shown to Zhou Shiran or Jiang Youxi, because she knew that to someone like Shen Weiyuan who knew her 80% well, any disguise would be likely to be seen through.

Seeing this, Shen Weiyuan gently loosened his hand that was holding her collar, and his brows furrowed even more tightly. Lin Mowan lowered her eyes, feeling more and more uneasy, and only dared to carefully restore the collar that he had pulled off.

But he had no intention of leaving. His eyes were deep, like an abyss that could drown people at any time. Then he opened his thin lips and said, "You really don't know Zhou Shiran?"

"..."

Lin Mowan was silent, and was speechless for a moment. She didn't dare to admit that she knew him, nor was she able to deny it. She knew that he would not ask a second time if it was something that was already confirmed. The fact that he asked a second time only meant that he doubted her first answer, or that he already had the correct answer in his mind.

She pinched her collar, feeling uncontrollable fear, and subconsciously avoided his gaze. His reaction made Lin Mowan secretly uneasy. Could it be that he saw her talking to Zhou Shiran just now, so he acted like this?

After a long silence, Shen Weiyuan stood in front of her, his eyes sharp and deep, and he refused to take a step back, forcing Lin Mowan to compromise. She gritted her teeth and said, "We just know each other, but we're not familiar with each other."

Seeing her guilty look, Shen Weiyuan's eyes became darker. He bit his back teeth, tightened his jawline, scooped her up with his big hands, and held her in his arms. Then he picked her up with one hand and strode to the table beside him. Lin Mowan subconsciously put her hand around his neck to keep her balance until he put her on the table. This height almost made up for the height difference between the two, allowing them to almost look at each other at eye level, as if this would make it easier for him to interrogate her next.

His hands were placed on both sides of her, with his palms naturally resting on the table, and he held her in his arms. The familiar sandalwood scent mixed with the special scent that belonged to this man instantly enveloped Lin Mowan.

She lowered her eyes and dared not look him in the face. She felt inexplicably frightened in her heart. She claimed that she was not a coward, otherwise she would not have done such a thing as asking someone to castrate Jiang Youxi and planning to kill Zhou Shiran.

But every time she faced Shen Weiyuan, perhaps it was because he had seen her at her most helpless and vulnerable, which made her feel that even if she wrapped herself well with thorns in front of him, she would be ruthlessly torn to pieces by him. So she simply took them off. Although she could never muster up the momentum, there was some stubbornness in her expression.

She did not struggle and let him lower his head slightly so that the tip of his nose could touch her forehead and the top of her head could smell his slightly moist breath. Such a close distance made Lin Mowan couldn't help but lean back, but every time she moved, he moved forward a little, maintaining the original intimate distance, so she had no choice but to stay still.

He gently moved her chin, causing her to tilt her head back slightly, and then whispered, "Nothing else to say?"

Meeting his calm eyes, Lin Mowan knew that no matter whether he had seen anything just now or not, he obviously knew everything.

Lin Mowan choked for a while before she spoke slowly: "I can only remember that he was someone I knew when I was a child, but after he left three years ago, I haven't had any contact with him."

As she spoke, she could not hide the timidity in her eyes. Shen Weiyuan did not say anything, as if he was a little confused about Zhou Shiran not saying a word about buying and selling her. He just looked at her with complicated eyes, just like that morning three years ago.

"Do you regret it?" Shen Weiyuan suddenly asked her. Lin Mowan thought for a moment and met his still deep eyes. She understood that he was asking whether she regretted following him. Lin Mowan shook her head and answered firmly without any hesitation: "No regrets."

She really had no reason to regret. What she had now, what she wanted, and even the capital to gain a foothold in the Jiang family, were all given by Shen Weiyuan. Regardless of whether he loved her or not, he could give her whatever she wanted.

Hearing this, the deepness in Shen Weiyuan's eyes faded a little. He lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, and the soft touch made the usually restrained and calm man's breathing disordered.

He panted low and quickly, lifted her chin with one hand, and impatiently sealed her lips with a deep kiss, which became deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to devour her whole body.

Lin Mowan endured his kiss, which was as gentle as he could but still somewhat uncontrollable and savage. Under his guidance, her hands climbed up his neck. His rough hands slid into her slightly messy collar. Her heart began to itch from the calluses on her face from years of holding knives and whips.

But he was not satisfied with this. He pressed a passionate kiss down her neck, then took a step forward and pushed the books on the table behind him to the ground. The crackling sound instantly awakened her hazy consciousness.

After realizing her current situation and what she was doing, she was afraid that someone would come. After all, this was the Jiang family's old lady's family banquet, and there were many guests. It was inevitable that some people would drink too much and want to find a place to rest. What if someone accidentally broke in and saw her...

She felt a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart. She was so stupid that she actually condoned his behavior at this time. She reached out her hand to push him away, but her whole body was so weak that she didn't have the strength to resist.

His big hands held her waist and held her tightly in his arms. When he found that she was distracted, he bit her ear gently, and a restrained and seductive voice sounded in her ear: "Be serious."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)