Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 77 I think you are probably not honest enough
Jin Yanchen chuckled, but his smile did not reach his eyes. He held the thin photo in his hand and said with a tone that contained no sarcasm, "I am not a three-year-old child. I can tell whether it is real or fake at a glance."

He pressed the metal lighter and Jin Yanchen burned the photo in front of her.

He threw the last spark out of the window to Song Zhi's feet and looked down at her from above.

"Now, I think you need to explain something to me."

The exhaust gas from the car went away. Song Zhi was so frightened by his aura that she couldn't speak. She stood there with a pale face. She didn't hide her expression at all. When Jian Yi walked out of the door, he just happened to see the hatred in her eyes.

Jian Yi pulled out the photos from her phone and placed them in front of her.

She said nothing, just looked at him coldly. Song Zhi stood there and sneered, thinking that they were really a pair. They had the same interrogation posture when one came in front and the other came back.

One minute ago, Jian Yi received this photo faxed by Cheng Ning.

The angle was very strange. If she was not involved in the incident, she would almost be confused.

She understood why Jin Yanchen appeared and left.

Regardless of the slight joy in his heart, Jian Yi felt that he had to explain things to Song Zhi first.

Song Zhi looked at her arrogantly. Only in front of Jian Yi could she maintain this unyielding attitude.

Jian Yi lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Do you think that by provoking me like this, I will realize how fragile the relationship between Jin Yanchen and I is, and then seek your help?"

The curve of Song Zhi's mouth faded.

An unspeakable frustration rose in her heart. She was not surprised at all that her tricks were seen through by Jin Yanchen. This was a young talent who had entered the Jin family at the age of 18 and had stood firm ever since. What kind of tricks had he not seen?
But Song Zhi didn't expect that the person in front of her could easily see through her intentions, even her expression was dull, her tone was sparse and normal, and he looked at her with lowered eyes, as if he was watching a child playing house.

Her indifference only made Song Zhi feel despised.

So she sneered and brought out the most commonly used class rules.

"Miss Jian, you should know that you can't marry into our family with your status, right?"

Jian Yi smiled slightly, not annoyed at all.

"Why should I marry into your family?"

"Why should I confine myself to a marriage? All I want is for him to love me and have a long, lasting future."

Song Zhi was trying to suppress countless sarcastic words, but after hearing what she said, they were choked in his throat and he couldn't say them.

Many years later, when she recalls this scene, she will still remember the shocking feeling of time standing still and thoughts colliding when she first heard these words.
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Why should I imprison myself in a marriage?
All I want is for him to love me and a long, lasting future.

Song Zhi turned around and left decisively.

At this moment, she understood the fascinating qualities in this girl.

She is cunning, intelligent and insightful.

The love for Jin Yanchen is impeccable.
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Jin Yanchen didn't come back that day.

When the sky was just getting light, there was a noise downstairs. Jian Yi immediately sat up from the bed. Her eyes were red from staying up late, and she looked down from the stairs, and she startled Jin Yanchen who had just walked in.

He quickly regained his composure, and he pursed his lips inadvertently, looking a little grim.

Jian Yi's heart seemed to be lifted up and hanging in mid-air, neither going up nor down.

She stared at his every step in silence, annoyed at her own poor tongue and feeling helpless.

She felt that Jin Yanchen must be holding a grudge.

He has been in a high position for a long time, and the fact that he quietly sent her "intimate photos" with others already spoke volumes about his attitude. Jian Yi didn't know how to explain it to him.

But she felt a little secretly happy in her heart, capturing traces of love in the tiny traces.

She was so overwhelmed by the sweetness and anxiety that she couldn't keep calm. She threw all her rationality out the window the first time she saw him.

Jian Yi finally asked softly: "Are you angry?"

Jin Yanchen stopped.

He turned his head and stared at her, his eyes filled with many complex emotions, but the unpleasant look suddenly disappeared when he saw Jian Yi's frightened face that was almost on the verge of tears.

Jin Yanchen thought of the girl's life. She was born in a chaotic family. Quarrels frightened her, angry faces made her timid. Love was like a blunt knife, and at this moment, it was piercing her heart.

So he had to calm his expression and soften his tone.

"No."

"But Jianyi, I think we need to talk."

What do you want to talk about?
Jian Yi's heart was already at its peak at this moment, and she was waiting for Jin Yanchen's next words.

It feels very uncomfortable, just like a roller coaster that suddenly stops at the highest point, and every second before it falls is torture.

She decided to take the initiative.

He asked directly: "Jin Yanchen, why are you angry?"

Jin Yanchen stared at her in silence for a while.

After a while, a cigarette fell out of the cigarette box, and the lighter made a "click" sound. He stood not far from her and slowly exhaled the cigarette. His face was looming in the smoke, and when he tilted his head to look at her, he smiled casually again.

"What do you say?"

Jian Yi's heartbeat paused for a second.

Her breathing became lighter, and she asked breathlessly, "Is it because of that photo?"

"Or is it because Lin Yuan and I are too close?"

Jin Yanchen glared at her for a moment, then met her inquiring gaze with a faint smile.

"Xiaoyi, I have a desire for possession, but not a desire for control. Besides, that photo is so crude. Don't I have any trust in you at all?"

Just shut up for a moment.

If she felt more sweet than worried just now, now there was only burning pain in her heart.

What Jin Yanchen said was so perfect. He was a perfect lover. He knew the right balance between love and hate perfectly, but he also extinguished all the expectations in her heart without any mercy.

"I'd rather you were jealous."

Jian Yi said this to himself in his heart.

Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and her heartbeat was too fast due to nervousness. She could hardly suppress the ups and downs in her voice and asked, "Why... is that?"

"Why did you let go of my hand in the restaurant?" Jian Yi choked slightly, and the dryness in her throat became more and more obvious.

"Why... did you abandon me?"

Her voice became hoarse, and like a tree trunk with branches pulled out, it immediately bent down in a decadent posture. This was the most fragile posture in her life.

Jin Yanchen leaned against the window, and the fingers holding the cigarette trembled, and the ash fell on the back of his hand, hot, just like her tears splashing.

For the first time in his life, he felt annoyed at having made a girl cry.

The straight lines of his lips, pursed tightly from the effort, were like his tightly closed heart.

When he was young, he often heard the elders in his family say that people with thin lips are the most heartless, and Jin Yanchen always felt that he was the worst among them.

But today, he asked her in a blaming tone -
"Didn't you let go of my hand first?"

Jian Yi was completely stunned, forgetting even to sob. Jin Yanchen was a little irritated for no reason, not because of her attitude, but because of his own uncertain heart. After thinking about it, he simply threw away the cigarette in his hand and walked towards her. His tone was not as calm as usual, but a little fierce, and he hugged her tightly from behind.

It doesn't feel like a hug, but more like a confinement.

"Didn't you let go of my hand first?"

"When I see my friends, I will subconsciously avoid my sight. I will never dare to say "I love you" in front of a crowd."

Jin Yanchen paused and said expressionlessly, "I think you are probably not honest enough."

(End of this chapter)