After Shen Xiyi fled her marriage, Liang Juancheng pursued her thousands of miles to bring her back.
Rumor had it that the ruthless and cunning playboy loved Shen Xiyi to his core.
Howe...
Chapter 370: Unfortunately, she was out of sympathy
Shen Si Mian nodded: "It's good that you didn't give birth to a completely emotional person."
Shen Xiyi put down the spoon in his hand, slowly held his chin and looked at her: "You came here so early, you have something to tell me."
"Liang Junchen fainted after leaving your house that day. He was so shocked that he was taken to the emergency room."
Shen Si Mian stared into Shen Xiyi's eyes and spoke slowly.
But as soon as Shen Simian finished speaking, Shen Xiyi's face changed. She thought that Liang Junchen might have been ill, but she didn't expect that he would be stimulated so badly and went directly to the emergency room.
This can explain why Liang Junchen became so thin. Only serious physical problems would cause him to become like that in a short period of time.
"Liang Junchen probably doesn't want me to know about this, so why did my aunt take the initiative to tell me?"
It should be the Liang family's intention, or to be more precise, Liang Qingsong's intention.
Shen Simian: "You guessed right, that's what the Liang family meant. As for who had the main opinion, you should know it even without me telling you."
Shen Simian was still very worried. Shen Xiyi was actually a fish on the chopping board in the Liang family and could be slaughtered at any time.
The corners of Shen Xiyi's mouth curved into a self-deprecating smile.
"This time, if I try to play tricks again, will I be dead?" Shen Xiyi saw it clearly.
Shen Simian moved her lips but didn't say anything, but her meaning was very clear.
After a long while, Shen Si Mian said again: "You still have a way out before everyone knows about this."
At least Shen Si Mian's current status and position in the Liang family can still protect Shen Xiyi.
"Aunt, I've made up my mind and don't want to bother with it anymore." Shen Xiyi couldn't explain how she convinced herself.
Which part made me soft-hearted, the emotions buried deep in my heart or the sympathy for Liang Junchen.
She couldn't tell the difference herself and didn't want to dwell on it. As long as she stayed with Liang Junchen, he should be happy.
Shen Simian knew that Shen Xiyi was a man of his own ideas, and it was useless to say more, so she nodded gently: “Since you have made up your mind, I won’t say anything more.”
"Aunt, I may be a little clever, but I'm definitely not cut out for business." Shen Xiyi continued, and she also recognized her own abilities.
She should take the path that suits her. Not everyone can completely be independent of men if they don't want to.
At least she couldn't do it.
“…Xiyi.”
"I won't hurt him again, so please rest assured, Second Uncle and Third Uncle."
"good."
Shen Xiyi didn't take the initiative to say that he would stay here, but he didn't say that he would go back to live there either. Naturally, everyone in Haoyue Tower wanted Shen Xiyi to stay.
No matter how luxurious a house is, it would still be inappropriate without a hostess.
After being busy for a few days, Liang Junchen became free again and suddenly had a lot of time to accompany Shen Xiyi.
Because of the wedding, Shen Xiyi is very busy every day. Designers from all walks of life are always surrounding her. This is even busier than when she was working in the company.
Usually at this time the man would sit on the sofa beside her, reading a magazine, patiently waiting for her to finish.
"Now that they have the data, they should stop bothering you. I'll take you to check your waist tomorrow." The man couldn't help but feel distressed as he looked at the woman sitting next to him and rubbing her neck.
Shen Xiyi paused, then nodded: "Okay."
Her back pain occasionally affects her daily life, so it's time to see a doctor.
"Take a look." The man shoved the tablet in his hand into hers.
Shen Xiyi glanced at him and then looked through the pictures. These were all single-family villas.
"What do you mean?" Shen Xiyi didn't quite understand why he was looking at a house for no reason.
"After the wedding, we'll move out."
Shen Xiyi was slightly stunned: "Why?"
"You don't like it here, and I don't want you to force it." Liang Junchen thought about this question carefully and decided to make Shen Xiyi happy.
Shen Xiyi frowned subconsciously: "I don't dislike it, it's nice here, my aunt is here too, and it's usually lively when we're together."
She was just frightened by the fact that she was imprisoned by Liang Junchen in Liangyuan in the past, and she was not disgusted by this place.
"real?"
"Of course it's true."
Liang Junchen's eyes were filled with gloomy emotions. "Then you can take a look too. If you like any of them, you can buy them and use them as our private space in the future."
Shen Xiyi didn't spoil the fun, but nodded: "Okay."
Even if Liang Junchen was stupid, he could see that Shen Xiyi was deliberately doing everything according to his wishes, with the main goal of not making him angry or sad.
So she would not spoil any of his suggestions.
"Why don't you give a set to Nian Nian's child? You're going to be an uncle soon." Shen Xiyi didn't notice Liang Junchen's subtle mood changes, and said it casually when he thought of it.
Liang Junchen's expression was calm: "Okay."
His dull voice made Shen Xiyi slowly raise his head: "What's wrong? You don't want to."
"Why not? It's just a house."
Shen Xiyi wanted to say something, but held back. Forget it, it's better to say less.
"You are so generous, Nian Nian must be very happy."
"Take your time to read it. I have something else to do and may be back late tonight. Please go pick up Baozhu from school."
Shen Xiyi nodded: "Okay."
From beginning to end, Shen Xiyi seemed not to notice Liang Junchen's emotional changes.
After that, she lowered her head and looked at the pictures attentively. After Liang Junchen stood up, he looked down at her and suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.
Then he pursed his lips and walked away without saying a word.
After Liang Junchen left, Shen Xiyi slowly put down the tablet in his hand, stood up and walked to the French window, quietly watching the man's back as he left the courtyard.
After leaving Liangyuan, Liang Junchen went directly to Song Xing.
As soon as Liang Junchen arrived, other patients had to leave unconditionally. He was so arrogant and unreasonable.
Song Xing looked at the man who had been bothering her recently and asked, "Mr. Liang, are you feeling emotionally uncomfortable or having any physical symptoms?"
Song Xing sold him all the secret recipes passed down from her ancestors, but he still came to bother her like this and refused to accept treatment every time.
Song Xing felt that he was on the verge of collapse.
When will this hard time end?
"You can't come if you don't have one?"
Song Xing glanced at the patients waiting in line behind him on his computer: "But you are affecting my treatment of other patients. Mr. Liang is not the only one who is sick in this world."
"Are you dissatisfied with me now?"
Song Xing smiled and said, "How dare you?"
"Hasn't your wife returned? You should be happy."
Liang Junchen chuckled softly twice: "Well, I should be happy indeed, but unfortunately, she is acting out of sympathy."