Zhang Jian poured her a cup of tea, "If you want to eat anything, just tell your uncle."
Shen You’an rolled her eyes, "I want to eat Xu Ji’s salted egg yolk pastry. I also want to bring so back for my classmates in Jingzhou tomorrow."
Zhang Jian glanced at his watch, put down his chopsticks, and stood up, "I’ll go buy it for you."
There’s always a long line at Xu Ji in the evening; the earlier you go, the sooner you can get it.
Qin Yurou bit her lip, wanting to say sothing but held back.
The sound of the door closing was heard, and the footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only Shen You’an and Qin Yurou at the dining table.
Qin Yurou smiled gently, "Your uncle really dotes on you."
But you sure know how to trouble your uncle.
With just one word from Shen You’an, Zhang Jian put down his half-eaten al and rushed out to stand in line. Xu Ji is very popular, and the line often stretches several ters at night.
Shen You’an stopped pretending with her, crossed her arms, and looked at her.
Just that one look made Qin Yurou’s heart clench, and she instinctively felt a wave of fear.
"Qin Yurou, oh no, I should call you Qin Yuxuan. Acting every day, aren’t you tired?"
"Clatter" The chopsticks in Qin Yurou’s hand fell and hit the floor with a crisp sound.
Qin Yurou’s lips moved slightly, and upon eting Shen You’an’s mocking eyes, she subconsciously lowered her head hurriedly.
"I... I don’t know what you’re talking about."
"Qin Yuxuan, you don’t need to pretend in front of . I’m not my uncle."
Qin Yurou pursed her lips, and when she looked up again, she seed to be a different person, filled with a sharp edge.
"Do you want to break and your uncle up?"
"It’s not about you deceiving my uncle now, it’s about you deliberately hiding your identity and lurking by my uncle’s side. What does the person behind you want you to do?"
The girl’s words were sharp and piercing, instantly dispelling the last shred of Qin Yurou’s luck.
"I have done nothing to harm your uncle."
"Be grateful for that, otherwise you wouldn’t be sitting here right now."
Qin Yurou was rendered speechless.
Shen You’an shifted the conversation abruptly and suddenly asked, "Do you like my uncle?"
Qin Yurou was stunned, suddenly not knowing how to answer.
Does she like Zhang Jian?
Zhang Jian is handso, has a decent job, good personality, even better temper, and is gentle and considerate to her. He’s a responsible man of integrity, hard to find with even a lantern.
Although such a man may not understand romance, he is truly capable of bringing happiness to a woman.
In the first half of her life, Qin Yurou lived a tumultuous life and suffered enough from n. The past few months with Zhang Jian were the happiest days of her life.
But now, Shen You’an pulled her out of her illusory happiness and back into brutal reality.
She enjoyed Zhang Jian’s gentle care, but she never gave him her true heart.
Their eting was a preditated sche from the start.
Such a cruel truth made her tremble all over, and her eyes unknowingly reddened.
Shen You’an sighed, "You probably like him, don’t you?"
Qin Yurou cried, "But I’m not worthy."
"Then, do you really want to be with him?"
Qin Yurou suddenly raised her eyes in disbelief and looked at Shen You’an.
"Do I... do I still have a chance?"
Shen You’an raised an eyebrow, "What do you think the person behind you wants you to do?"
Qin Yurou wiped her tears and, after thinking seriously, said, "The real target is you; your uncle is just a tool to threaten you."
Shen You’an smiled a bit, "Smart enough."
"Do you think you can succeed?"
Qin Yurou shook her head, "Impossible."
If there was still a bit of luck before, she would not be so naive at this mont.
Though young, Shen You’an is mysterious and powerful, easily seeing through her identity. Moreover, having soone so intent on targeting her indicates that Shen You’an is anything but ordinary.
"I won’t expose you. On the contrary, I hope my uncle never learns the truth. It’s rare for him to find soone he likes. I hope from now on, you can be true to him, supporting each other through life. I promise you, as long as I’m here, I will protect you both. I have that ability."
The girl spoke with incredible confidence.
Qin Yurou looked at her deeply.
"No one is born a liar. Everything I’ve done is beyond my control."
In truth, every night lying beside Zhang Jian, staring at the man’s peacefully sleeping face, she questioned herself.
He shielded her from the blows of her abusive husband. He held an umbrella to pick her up when she returned late. When she shattered dishes, he anxiously wanted to take her to the hospital for a check-up... The more considerate Zhang Jian was, the more guilty she felt, and many tis she wanted to blurt out the truth to him.
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