Chapter 115 He Loves You More Than You Think

After some banter, Shen Yixiao and Qin Yanxiu started talking about the company's affairs. Jiang Yuan and Qin Yanxiu were now working on the same project, so there was something to talk about.

Cen Wan went to the bathroom in the middle of the process. Standing in front of the sink, the water was running from the faucet. She looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned.

The woman in front of me had flushed cheeks and an unconcealable smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

With her lover and friends around, she had never felt so relaxed. Even if she just sat there without talking, she felt very satisfied.

In the past few years, she has been like a wound-up mechanical watch, running all the time, with a taut string, without a moment's rest.

But at this moment, she doesn't have to think about the future for the time being, and doesn't have to worry about whether something unexpected will happen in the next second. She feels extremely at ease.

She suddenly felt dazed. Everything beautiful seemed unreal, like a dream.

She bent down, scooped up some water and splashed it on her face to cool down her burning face.

Walking out of the bathroom, she met Qin Yanxiu in the corridor.

He leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth. With a click, the gears of the lighter turned and a light blue flame jumped out. He tilted his head to light the cigarette and glanced at Cen Wan.

She nodded hello, then turned and walked away.

Just as I raised my foot, he stopped me.

"Miss Cen, do you have time to chat?"

Cen Wan turned around and saw Qin Yanxiu's overly delicate and beautiful face shrouded in the thick smoke. It was not very clear, but it exuded a sense of charm.

She paused and nodded: "Okay."

Cen Wan had conflicting feelings towards Qin Yanxiu. He had spoken up for her and also argued with her. Many times, she couldn't tell what his attitude was.

He always had a smile on his face, looking nonchalant, but the smile never reached his eyes.

The two came to the terrace at the end of the corridor. It was just after the New Year and the wind was still biting.

Cen Wan came out without a coat, only wearing a white knitted sweater. When the cold wind blew, she subconsciously touched her arms.

"Master Qin, do you have something to tell me?"

Qin Yanxiu held the cigarette between his fingertips, the scarlet light flickering in the night and unable to be seen clearly.

He looked at her and said slowly: "There are some things I think Miss Cen should know..."

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When going back, Shen Yixiao asked the driver to pick him up.

Ji Yuanchen volunteered to take Jiang Yuan back, and Cen Wan said goodbye to her and got in the car.

In the back seat, Shen Yixiao frowned slightly at the absent-minded Cen Wan: "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Cen Wan was a little distracted after coming back from the bathroom and had a few drinks.

At this moment, Cen Wan's mind was filled with the last words Qin Yanxiu said to her. He said:

"He loves you more than you can imagine."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Yixiao panicked and held her shoulders to make her look at him: "What happened? Don't scare me."

Cen Wan raised her eyes and met his concerned expression. Her dark eyes were as thick as ink, and the concern in them was about to overflow.

In the dim light of the carriage, his deep facial features were as three-dimensional and delicate as if they were carved by a knife or an axe, and his high nose bridge cast a shadow on the side of his face.

Cen Wan's nose felt sore, her eyes were moist and hot, she blinked, raised her hand and touched his face, her voice tinged with tears: "Chen Yixiao, are you stupid?"

Shen Yixiao froze, listening to her voice that was about to cry, which was full of heartache and self-blame.

Her fingers gently stroked the scar on his forehead, her movements cautiously.

Shen Yixiao understood instantly: "You know everything?"

Cen Wan said "hmm".

He knew what was going on after a little thought. Qin Yanxiu also went out shortly after she went to the bathroom.

"Did Qin Yanxiu tell you?"

Cen Wan did not deny it.

She recalled Qin Yanxiu's nonchalant voice:

"After you broke up, he went to Death Valley on his own. For a full two weeks, he hiked through deserts, canyons, and jungles, battling wild animals and braving the elements. He was determined to do whatever it took to get himself killed. He pushed himself beyond his physical limits, like he was risking his life. I don't know who he was torturing."

"In the end, I had to ask the eldest brother of the Shen family for help to find him. At that time, he was almost dead, lying on the ground with his last breath. There was nothing left in his backpack except a photo of you."

"The cut on his forehead was left at that time."

"Ms. Cen, I'm telling you this because I know Xiao won't tell you. He really loves you more than you can imagine."

Shen Yixiao looked at her little face that was about to cry and pinched her cheek: "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's not that scary. Scars are a man's medal."

Cen Wan sniffed, her throat feeling tight. “I didn’t even notice.”

She pushed aside the hair on his forehead and touched the scar with her fingers. She had never noticed that he had this scar.

Shen Yixiao lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids, and there was a thick and insoluble love in his eyes.

He teased her deliberately: "Do you feel sorry for me? Then just treat me better in the future."

Cen Wan bit her lip, held his face, tilted her head back and kissed the scar on his forehead, a tear sliding down the corner of her eye.

Shen Yixiao raised his eyes, looked at the wet and red corners of her eyes, and pressed hard with his fingertips: "We are still in the car, don't bother me."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Cen Wan kissed him on the lips.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative.

She held his face in her hands, closed her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears were hanging on them.

She kissed him earnestly, as if to confirm his presence.

Shen Yixiao raised his eyes and looked at the front row. The driver stood with his back straight, looking straight ahead, not daring to move his eyes easily.

Shen Yixiao pressed the baffle, and as the cover slowly rose, he held the back of her neck and kissed her back.

Cen Wan raised her arms and put them around his neck, trying hard to respond.

She didn't know what was so good about her that made Shen Yixiao treat her like this.

But at this moment, she also wanted him to know that she loved him too, very much.

This kiss, without a trace of lust, is just evidence of the love between two people.

Shen Yixiao let go of the breathless Cen Wan, nuzzled her nose tenderly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, I love you only because that person is you."

"I do everything because I want to. I don't want you to be burdened."

Cen Wan's heart was beating as fast as a drum, as if it would jump out of her chest in the next second.

The streets and noisy traffic flashing by outside the window seemed to disappear, and everything around her became blurry. At this moment, her heart and eyes were filled with the man in front of her.

Full of love, I urgently need an outlet.

Cen Wan looked at him and made a bold move--

She stood up, and her lips brushed the corner of his mouth gently, breathing out warm air, and was incredibly delicate:

"Chen Yixiao, you want me."