Sang Fan frowned, as if he knew something. He put out the cigarette clamped between his fingers. Indeed, Shen Yue seemed a little better.
He slightly lifted his eyelids, his fingers curled, and his voice became hoarser, "You don't like the smell of smoke?"
Shen Yue did not particularly like it, but she was polite and would not say so directly, "It's okay."
The young girl had a pair of beautiful eyes, slender at the corners, with a faint pink hue, pure and clean, exuding an innocent and bright charm.
When she lifted her eyelids and stared quietly at someone, her eyelashes were long and dense, like two small fans, and her pupils were dark and moist, clearly reflecting the other person's shadow, as if she had captured the other person within her eyes.
Sang Fan awkwardly patted the smoke off his body, as if this could dissipate the smell a little.
He touched the back of his neck, his throat dry and his mouth parched, as if he could hear the sound of blood flowing quietly past his ears.
As if to cover something up, he muttered a few curses in a low voice.
Shen Yue did not hear clearly but sensed they were not pleasant words.
Shen Yue treated him to this meal, and after eating, she went home.
The villa was different from usual. As soon as she walked in, Shen Yue immediately sensed something was wrong.
A person was sitting on the sofa. He didn't react to Shen Yue's footsteps upon her entry. It wasn't until she was almost in front of him that he slowly raised his head.
Jiang Bainian was wearing his usual suit. His features were handsome, and although his aura was gentle, it also exuded the presence of a superior.
When his face was expressionless, he appeared very sharp.
Shen Yue tensed up, her lips pressed tightly together. She instinctively hid the medicine in her hand behind her back, countless thoughts flashing through her mind.
Why was Jiang Bainian here? Shouldn't he be at the company?
Fortunately, Jiang Bainian only glanced at her before withdrawing his gaze. He put down the magazine he was holding and returned to his usual demeanor in front of Shen Yue, "Let's eat first."
With a creak, Jiang Bainian pulled out a chair.
Shen Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "No need, I ate outside."
Jiang Bainian paused, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He pushed the tableware in front of him, his well-defined fingers interlaced, exuding elegance and refinement.
He smiled, appearing easy to talk to, and asked casually, "What did you eat?"
This put Shen Yue in a difficult position. After thinking for a moment, she quietly lied, "I ate, porridge..."
Perhaps Shen Yue did not realize it herself, but when she lied, she dared not look people in the eye, and her sentences were broken, making her attempt at deception clumsy.
Jiang Bainian was exceptionally astute and could tell at a glance. He was a little annoyed but did not show it, maintaining his gentle demeanor, "Yueyue, I know. Uncle and I have been very busy recently and haven't had time to accompany you. This is indeed our fault."
"No need, I know you work hard, and I understand," Shen Yue explained softly, her dark eyes clear.
Jiang Bainian's eyebrows rose, the bright light casting faint shadows on his eyes.
He said in a calm tone, "Then why did you lie?"
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Shen Yue's heart tightened. She couldn't quite describe the feeling. In fact, all her actions were under Jiang Bainian's watchful eyes; nothing could escape his sight.
Shen Yue understood all of this and knew that Jiang Bainian's actions were for her own good, out of concern for her.
This was kindness, so Shen Yue had always accepted it silently.
Facing Jiang Bainian's non-oppressive questioning, Shen Yue felt a sense of suffocation.
Her gaze fell on the vase on the table. Several vibrant and beautiful flowers were placed in the blue and white porcelain. Shen Yue felt like she was like these flowers, raised in a vase, broken off, and destined to wither with time.
"Brother Bainian," her voice was soft, gentle, and shallow. "I ate spicy hot pot, but only a little."
After speaking, she looked at Jiang Bainian quietly and obediently.
Hearing the truth, Jiang Bainian raised his eyelids. His narrow eyes showed no discernible emotion. He said faintly, "And?"
He clearly knew everything, yet he still made Shen Yue recount it all.
He was very bad, but his expression was gentle.
Shen Yue had no choice but to take out the bag hidden behind her back and say in a small voice, "I also went to the hospital to get medicine."
Jiang Bainian's brows furrowed slightly. His face showed no emotional fluctuation. He parted his lips, revealing a smile that wasn't exactly gentle, but his tone was soft as he asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"
This was what he ultimately wanted to ask.
Jiang Bainian was always like this. If he truly wanted to ask something, he wouldn't say it directly but would beat around the bush, finally expressing it in a casual manner.
Merchants were always cunning, like ancient foxes who had cultivated for a thousand years, slippery and elusive.
However, Shen Yue did not particularly like Jiang Bainian treating her with the negotiation tactics he used in business.
This made Shen Yue a little annoyed.
She rarely felt annoyance.
So Shen Yue indulged in a moment of willfulness. She slightly turned her head, the corners of her eyes red, as vibrant as if smeared with rouge. She lowered her eyes, her raven-like lashes dark and dense, casting a faint shadow.
"...Didn't you already know?"
Even when she was willful, she didn't let others feel her willfulness; she remained obedient, her complexion pale and translucent.
Jiang Bainian doted on Shen Yue immensely, truly spoiling her. Basically, whatever Shen Yue wanted, Jiang Bainian would find a way to give it to her.
Compared to her busy parents, Jiang Bainian spent more time by her side.
He was like a responsible elder brother, a blood relative.
He had never even raised his voice at Shen Yue, as if Shen Yue were a delicate doll made of glass that would shatter if spoken to too loudly.
Since Shen Yue had inexplicably fainted for so long and then woken up, Jiang Bainian had become even more neurotic. This was a result of lingering fear and terror, which led him to want to keep a constant eye on Shen Yue's every move.
Shen Yue understood and could empathize.
However, she wanted Jiang Bainian to relax a little, to be more at ease. If he remained so tense, it would not be good for his nerves.
She wanted to prove that she was better, capable of taking care of herself, and no longer needed to be anxious all the time.
Clearly, Jiang Bainian could not accept this.
Jiang Bainian paused. He rubbed his brow bone, his eyes as deep and secluded as a dark pool. His tone was slow, "Yueyue, are you blaming me?"
"Am I to blame for always managing you, or are you tired of me? You can tell me these things, and we can discuss them."
The thought of Shen Yue almost being hit by a car on the road made Jiang Bainian's rationality almost unable to appease the anger in his heart. He pursed his lips.