Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 87 Love is the highest self-sacrifice, the willingness to look at you
Liang Shu was so angry that he was shaking: "You are so disrespectful to me, just because I touched her?"

Mo Yucheng paused. With so many people watching, he didn't want to get involved any more. He said calmly, "It's not her. Anyway, don't go too far."

Liang Shu was really furious this time. She didn't care what the tabloids would say tomorrow. She just had to vent her anger.

Those who can stand here are not ordinary people in the circle. The information network leads to various channels. Liang Shu laughed loudly and said in front of them, "Mo Yucheng, you still think I don't know, right?"

"The night before the engagement, you knelt in front of your father and asked if you could not get married. I was watching you outside the door at that time!" Liang Shu looked at you with resentment, "For whom? You know it in your heart!"

She left after saying this, her eight-centimeter high heels pounding on the ground as if she was going to war. The heavy carved iron door was slammed shut, like some kind of warning, with a loud vibration, and then there was deathly silence.

Mo Yucheng's face turned pale.

Everyone present had different expressions, but they soon toasted each other as if nothing had happened, easily covering up the farce.

Jian Yi stood in the distance without saying a word.

Jin Yanchen held her hand and took her away from the center of the dispute.

After a while, Jian Yi said, "I discovered two secrets."

Jin Yanchen laughed, tapped her forehead with his fingertips, and said that he had known all the things she had figured out.

Jian Yi curled her lips and said, "How can I be as well-informed as you? The capitalists' intelligence network is indeed well-connected."

This girl had nothing to do so she liked to call him a capitalist. She said that all the young girls called handsome and wealthy entrepreneurs like him that. Jin Yanchen squinted his eyes and said he didn't believe it. It didn't sound like a compliment at all.

He walked lazily in front, and Jian Yi was like a little tail being led forward by him.

When they were halfway there, Jin Yanchen suddenly turned around and made a judgment.

“So, love can make people crazy.”

Jian Yi stopped and said seriously, "It's not love, it's jealousy."

She has a cold and indifferent personality and avoids conflicts with others. She almost never opens her mouth to refute others.

Jin Yanchen stopped with her. He leaned lazily against the wall with his arms propped up, looking at her, a little curious about what she was going to say.

Jian Yi lowered her eyelashes, her thoughts hidden in her eyes. She was like a bystander, quietly telling other people's stories.

“Love itself is beautiful, but in the process of pursuing love, jealousy often takes over, and in the end love turns into a tragedy.”

Jin Yanchen held her shoulders, his eyes dark--
"Then tell me, what is love?"

Jian Yi took a deep breath, then looked up and spoke the answer almost without thinking.

"Love is the sublime self-sacrifice of looking toward you with all my heart."

There were no windows in the corridor and the air was so stuffy that it was almost hard to breathe.

Jin Yanchen leaned against her shoulders. Her eyes were as clear and transparent as glass beads. He lowered his head and saw the whole of himself in her eyes.

He took a step back, feeling as if something in his heart had been hit hard, as if something was moving out of control.

Jin Yanchen frowned secretly. The joke made by Liang Shu and Mo Yucheng was still in front of him, and he needed to find a place to calm down.

He asked a waiter to take Jianyi to the second floor.

"You go in first, I'm going to go out and smoke a cigarette."

It was such a coincidence that when I went out to smoke a cigarette, I happened to run into Mo Yucheng.

Jin Yanchen walked up to him, handed him a cigarette, and said nothing.

Mo Yucheng pulled his lips together and smiled: "I made a fool of myself today."

Jin Yanchen said nothing, the lighter flicked and flames leaped out from his fingertips, he lowered his eyes and thought unconsciously. Mo Yucheng's mind was still buzzing with the quarrel, the phone in his trouser pocket kept vibrating, he was annoyed by it, and threw it into the trash can with a clang.

I couldn't help but curse, "I'm screwed."

This statement was vague and it was unclear whether it was Liang Shu or Lin Qingruan who was to blame. Since the relationship had not reached this point, no one was too lazy to continue investigating.

Jin Yanchen held a cigarette in his hand and tapped it slowly on his palm. He reached out and patted Mo Yucheng's shoulder, and slowly said, "It's no big deal. Now that we've talked it out, I'll be more cautious of you in the future."

After he said that, Mo Yucheng felt much more cheerful.

The Shao and Liang families are like big trees huddled together, with their roots tangled together, and neither can leave the other.

He sneered, smoking a cigarette in the night, and even his lungs felt cold.

"That's the truth, Yanchen, you seem to understand everything very clearly."

Jin Yanchen said no in his heart.

There were also things he didn't understand.

He just smiled faintly, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and looked into the distance with some boredom.

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When Jin Yanchen went back, he saw a figure from afar in the corridor on the second floor. She was a small figure wearing a thin long skirt. The heating in the corridor was not enough, so she squatted down and huddled up in the cold.

He walked over quickly, took off his coat and put it over her head.

"Why don't you go in?"

Jian Yi pinched the corner of his clothes. There was an especially pleasant woody scent on his clothes. This smell made her feel at ease and also made her deeply fascinated.

"I don't know anyone inside, and I don't want to go in."

"Sorry, it's my negligence." Jin Yanchen held her hand and walked inside. He suddenly tilted his head and said, "I found an IELTS teacher. You can learn English with her in a few days."

Jian Yi was overjoyed and immediately called out his name.

She shouted clearly and crisply, with obvious joy on her brows. This was the first time Jin Yanchen saw her so happy.

He was stunned for a moment, then he put his hand on her forehead, chuckled and said, "Why do you look so useless? I haven't told anyone about this yet."

Jian Yi nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut."

Jin Yanchen took her hand and walked forward.

He felt that life was still long, and it was okay to lose his mind occasionally for the little girl in front of him. He could afford to lose and let go, and he had to keep fighting forward.

Because of this happy event, Jian Yi's appetite improved a lot when she ate. Jin Yanchen was busy with socializing and drinking, and rarely had the time to pick up his chopsticks. However, he still kept an eye on her and noticed her taste. When he picked up the wine glass and drank, he quietly pushed the turntable towards her.

Jian Yi picked up another piece of squirrel fish with chopsticks.

Jin Yanchen took the time to glance at her: "Be careful, don't get a fish bone stuck in your throat."

"This fish has no bones. It's been deboned." Jian Yi picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and fed it to him. "How about you try it?"

"Sweet." Jin Yanchen lowered his head and took a bite, then lazily propped up his arms and said, "I still like the strawberry cake from last time."

Jian Yi's face suddenly turned red, and she cursed inwardly that it was obscene. She reached under the table and secretly twisted Jin Yanchen's hand.

He hissed, cupped her hand, and gently kneaded it through the plain tablecloth, still maintaining his composure and controlled manner when chatting in front of others.

Because of the farce that had just happened, the place seemed a little deserted. Later, a few young men who knew how to have fun came over, piled up the wine bottles, and drunkenly wanted to play games.

(End of this chapter)