The warm autumn sun shines in slantingly through the window, filtered by the leafy camphor trees outside, and the halo of light falling on the floor is shadowy. When the cool autumn wind blows, the shadows of the trees sway, and the little bits of light are like the sparkling waves jumping on the lake surface.
The girl with a young and pretty appearance was lying on the big black bed, wearing a British-style school uniform, with a pleated skirt that covered her thighs. Two fair and slender hands were holding her face, with a girl's manga spread out in front of her. Her calves were resting on the edge of the bed. Against the pure ink color, her skin was so white and delicate that it dazzled the eyes.
"Ache, have you finished your math homework?" The girl turned over a page of comics, raised her head, and let out a long yawn, with a layer of water in the corners of her eyes.
She was a little sleepy.
The boy sitting in front of the desk didn't look back. His gentle tone was full of smiles and he asked knowingly: "What do you want to do?"
The girl's manga turned another page. The girl lazily raised her eyes, looked at his back, and said coquettishly in a soft voice: "You know."
"Do your own thing." The boy stopped writing and placed a long, slender hand on the edge of the table. When he looked back, his eyebrows were stained by the sunlight outside the window, "You passed the passing mark in the last math test, so give me some snacks. Come on, my little thoughts."
The girl with fair and translucent skin wrinkled her bun face, highlighting a little baby fat, and her originally pure face became more cute. She reluctantly said "Oh" and continued to read the comics. Her two calves unknowingly lifted up and dangled in the air.
The hem of the skirt is rolled up, revealing more thigh skin.
After a quick glance, the boy's earlobe suddenly had a touch of red. He hurriedly sat upright and wrote the title with a brush to cover up the unnaturalness.
After a while, he coughed lowly, seeming to compromise, but also seeming helpless: "You read for a while first, I will help you with math after I finish writing, copying homework is not allowed."
I didn't hear any response from the people behind me.
Are you angry?
Pei Che turned around in panic, only to see Shen Jia Nian lying on the bed, asleep with his arms pillowed on his head. The shadow of eyelashes falls on the beautiful oval face, and the cheeks are as red as the ripe unripe peaches on the branches in early summer.
The sun shone on her body, her hair was dyed a warm light golden color, and the fine hairs on the tip of her nose could be clearly seen.
The whole picture is like a realistic version of a girl's comic.
"What a sleepy little lazy pig."
Pei Che muttered, walked quietly to the bed, pulled the thin quilt over the girl, and sat down on the edge of the bed. His fingertips gently touched her cheek, making a shallow dimple.
He was helpless that she went to bed before finishing her homework, but he was still willing to let her sleep soundly, and prayed that she would have a sweet dream, preferably of him.
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Bizarre scenes flashed by, and the next scene was the airport lobby.
Various flight information scrolled on the big screen. The flight from Beijing to New York was at two o'clock in the afternoon.
The melancholy of parting lingered in the bustling crowd, and the sound of suitcase rollers was more like a whimper. A pair of boys and girls hugged each other. The girl looked up, her moist eyes full of reluctance: "When you arrive in New York, you must eat on time. Remember to put on extra clothes when it's cold. Take care of yourself. Don't let me worry at home. I will Waiting for you!”
Pei Che touched her face, his amber eyes filled with more reluctance than hers: "I really want to put Xiao Nian in my suitcase and take her to New York."
Shen Jianian was amused by him and smiled. He stood on tiptoes and took a step back. He put his hands behind his back and looked at him dreamily for a moment: "Then just take me away."
"My uncle and aunt will chase me to New York and kill me."
"No, no, they are so nice to you."
"Xiao Nian, wait until I come back..."
When I come back, we will be together and never be separated.
I want you to be the happiest girl in the world. I want you to wear a white wedding dress and marry me. From now on, we will work side by side and support each other until we grow old.
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"Shen Jia Nian, Shen Jia Nian, don't sleep, we are almost there. You can't wake up even if you shout like this, are you dead?"
The harsh female voice was full of impatience, as if she was about to take action if the sleeping person didn't wake up.
Shen Jia Nian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. What came into his eyes was Yin Shuyao's disgusted face, her apricot eyes were about to burst into flames, full of irritation.
Rubbing his sore forehead, Shen Jia Nian gradually woke up and realized that he fell asleep during the car ride and had a very long dream, a chaotic dream.
In the dream, there were seventeen-year-old Shen Jianian and eighteen-year-old Shen Jianian.
Pei Che has been in New York for four years.
They haven't seen each other in more than a year.
The last time Pei Che returned to China, her father had a heart attack. They met in the hospital in a hurry and didn't have time to talk to each other.
If it weren't for her father's illness, she should have gone abroad with Pei Che three years ago and become a golden couple that everyone envied. She only waited until the legal age for marriage and walked into the marriage hall hand in hand.
However, things are unpredictable...
Shen Jianian couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for them to meet again. Across the inextricable hatred, we can only torture each other, and we can never go back to the past.
She didn't want to hate Pei Che, but the reality was not her choice.
A drop of clear tears slipped quietly from the corner of his eyes. Shen Jia Nian raised his hand to wipe it away, pretending that nothing happened, moved his body that was stiff from sleeping so deeply, and turned to look out the car window. His eyes filled with moisture were unbearably sour.
At some point, a drizzle began to fall outside, and the clean window glass was covered with thin raindrops, making it hazy. The neon lights along the street are projected on it, making it look like an ethereal dream.
I wish I was still in a dream, and it would be best to never wake up.
In that case, she will still be a little girl who doesn't know how to feel sad, the apple of her parents' eyes, and the treasure that Pei Che holds in the palm of her hand.
"Don't be in a daze, wake up quickly, no one will be able to live well if the night is messed up." Yin Shuyao raised her voice, with sharp thorns, every word pierced the eardrum, interrupting Shen Jianian's fantasy.
The autumn in Yicheng is much warmer than that in Beicheng, but it doesn't warm Shen Jia Nian's heart.
She held her bare arms and did not reply to Yin Shuyao's words.
Being ignored again and again, Yin Shuyao became angry and mocked her more and more mercilessly: "Cousin, let me remind you that you are no longer a high-ranking young lady. I advise you to stop pretending to be a young lady and lower your posture to please Mr. Qin. Happy. For a businessman like Mr. Qin, he is happy. There are countless benefits to be gained from waving his big hand. It is not impossible to take back the Lingyue Group from the Pei family. Do you hear what I said? "
Lingyue Group is the Shen family's company.
"I heard it." Shen Jianian responded calmly, not wanting to have a meaningless argument.
Her attitude was as cold and indifferent as a calm lake, and she was not as disappointed as Yin Shuyao expected. She was naturally dissatisfied, snorted and said sarcastically: "Both of your parents are dead and you are penniless. I really don't know where you get your sense of superiority. If my father hadn't been kind enough to take you in, you would be begging for food on the street right now! Don't forget, the dress you're wearing was kindly given to you by me."
In the past, Shen Jia Nian was overwhelmed in everything. She could not compare to her beauty, figure, family background, and even the man who liked Shen Jia Nian. Now that the Shen family has been defeated and Shen Jia Nian has no one to support her, she can finally feel proud and vent her long-pent-up anger.
Shen Jia thought that she was living under someone else's roof and could only accept it, so she didn't dare to refute a word.
Fortunately, the car was parked under the porch of Yunshui Hotel, so she no longer had to listen to Yin Shuyao's sarcasm one after another. Shen Jianian lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
The doorman in a black suit stepped forward, opened the rear door with a white-gloved hand, and covered the roof of the car with his other hand to prevent the nobleman from touching his head.
Yin Shuyao's arrogance didn't subside. She rolled her eyes at the people around her and got out of the car with her skirt in hand.
With her feet on the soft red carpet, she walked into the hotel lobby with swaying steps without waiting for Shen Jianian in the car.
Without bothering the doorman, Shen Jianian pushed open the door on the other side, stepped on the ground with her toes, moved carefully, held up the hem of her star-studded skirt, and got out of the car.
The dress didn't fit well, so she had to be careful, otherwise she would ruin it and Yin Shuyao would take the opportunity to have another attack.
The two people's status is very different now, and Yin Shuyao takes pleasure in suppressing her at every turn.
Now she really can't afford such a dress.
Shen Jianian had no other decorations on her body. Her long, smooth black hair was only tied up in a bun loosely with an ordinary black hairpin, and the rest of her hair was scattered on her back.
A gust of autumn wind blew, the hair was flying, and the side face was calm and indifferent.
In such a cold night, there is a unique and charming charm.
Shen Jianian took out the cello from the trunk and carried it behind his back. He slowly entered the hotel and walked towards the elevator on the right.
Perhaps there were many guests coming to attend Mrs. Qin's birthday party tonight. Yin Shuyao, who came in before her, was still waiting anxiously in front of the elevator.
There were two tall and straight men standing in front of another elevator. Shen Jianian did not look sideways and stared intently at the red numbers jumping above the elevator. He just happened to catch the two tall figures with his peripheral vision.
After waiting for a moment, another elevator opened first and two men stepped in.
Yin Shuyao couldn't wait any longer, so she pulled Shen Jianian, dissing her for being dull and inflexible: "Why are you still standing there, waiting to die? I didn't see this elevator coming."
The high heels didn't fit well, and Shen Jia Nian was suddenly pulled by a force. The heavy cello behind her tilted to one side, and the force made her stagger.
After barely standing firm, he followed Yin Shuyao into the elevator.
"Stand over there, you stepped on my skirt! Shen Jianian, do you have eyes to vent your anger?"
Just as Shen Jianian stood firm, she was pushed hard by Yin Shuyao, causing her to take two steps back, and the heavy white cello case she was carrying behind her hit the man's chest.
The man whose chin was poked frowned, and he had no choice but to raise his neck and tilt his head to avoid the attack.
Lu Yanzhi on the side witnessed this scene, stroked the tip of his nose and chuckled: "Old Master, let me, you are standing here and getting in the way of others."
The man known as "Old Fu" had distant and cold eyes. He glanced over lightly, with just one glance, full of cold warning.
Lu Yanzhi surrendered on the spot and remained silent.
Who makes this person have a cold and ruthless face, which is very capable of bluffing people.
The atmosphere in the car was tense, making people feel nervous. After Shen Jia Nian stabilized his body, he immediately turned around and apologized. The cello case almost hit the "old man" in the face again.
The man retreated again with a sullen face, and heard the girl say in a clear and low voice: "I'm sorry, sir."
Lu Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl in front of him whose appearance could be described as charming, and he smiled faintly in his heart. This was the first time I met someone who was more indifferent than Fu Da, and the other person was still a young girl.
Yin Shuyao's focus was always on her dress and makeup, fearing that if something was not perfect enough, she would be outdone by Shen Jianian next to her. Only then would she have enough time to pay attention to the other men in the elevator.
When she took a closer look, her eyes were instantly snatched away by the man on the left.
The light on the top of the elevator was particularly bright. It was a cold white light that shrouded the man's clear and three-dimensional facial contours. His facial features were as delicate as if an artist had carefully sketched them stroke by stroke. There was no flaw in every detail. They are all suitable and commensurate. Especially those dark and deep eyes, even if you just look at you casually, you will be seduced by him and you will be willing to do anything for him.
Whether in real life or in TV dramas, she has never seen such a handsome face.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Shuyao did not hide her surprise.
But the man just stared at Shen Jianian, as if appreciating some interesting toy, and teased her without hesitation: "Miss, is this your attitude when it comes to apologizing to others?"
In just one month, Shen Jia Nian had been made things difficult for him more times than he could count on both hands. His heart had been tempered many times and had become as immovable as a mountain.
Hearing this, she lost any of her previous pride and bowed obediently.
"sorry sir."
The same five words were spoken, not one more word.
Fu Jichen rubbed a warm white jade handle in his palm, his eyes lowered and he didn't say a word.
The elevator dinged, and Yin Shuyao didn't want to admit that she was almost jealous to death.
Shen Jia Nian has this kind of capital, and she can attract the attention and pity of men wherever she goes, whether it is the proud and swan-like her in the past, or the pitiful and pitiful she is now.
After getting out of the elevator, Yin Shuyao's eyes were filled with poisonous annoyance, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You are the only one who knows how to seduce people."
Shen Jia Nian didn't know where she saw her seductive behavior, but she didn't defend herself. Yin Shuyao's hostility towards her was revealed as early as the day her family was destroyed, without any cover-up.
"At first glance, people think that they are a powerful and wealthy boss, and they don't even look at whether you are worthy of it or not." Yin Shuyao never tired of humiliating her.
She glanced up and down at Shen Jianian with disdainful eyes. She really didn't expect that this shabby dress that had been out of date for several years could be made so gorgeous by her.
so what?
After tonight, Shen Jia Nian doesn't even deserve the title of "Down and Out Daughter". She will become the mistress that everyone shouts about and will be scolded until she can't hold her head up.
I heard that Mr. Qin had a special hobby. If Shen Jianien fell into his hands, he would have to shed his skin even if he died.
At this moment, Shen Jianian was so stupid that he didn't know anything, and naively thought that he was here to perform a show.
After thinking about all this in her mind, Yin Shuyao felt much better. She raised her graceful swan neck and raised her red lips proudly.
