Film Empress Reborn: The CEO Lives Next Door

It's rumored that the young master of the imperial capital is a flawless, world-class lover, but he has a few personality flaws. How do you, Sister Shen, view this?

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Chapter 2446: Fly (3,000 words)

Chapter 2446: Fly (3,000 words)

"I said I would formally confess my feelings to you once and then formally reject you. I'm only here to fulfill my promise, and I chose this time simply because I wanted to make Cheng Zhiyuan lose face. After all, I've worked for him for quite a while and earned a lot of money for him. It's okay for him to suffer a loss this time, right?"

Shen Pianpian was still in a state of not reacting at all, staring blankly at the person in front of her in silence.

After laughing, Yan Yi slowly calmed down.

He stared at Shen Pianpian with a look of unprecedented calmness and concentration.

"Listen carefully, Shen Pianxian."

His voice echoed in the raging sea breeze. Without a trace of hesitation or trepidation, he simply stated those three words as if stating a fact:

"I love you."

I don't know how to describe it to you.

But I know this must be love.

"I don't know when it all started. Maybe it was when I saw your cat-like face at the auto repair shop, or when you refused to lower your head and looked so cold in front of the camera. Or maybe it was even earlier, when we first met and you refused to let me be your agent because of Uncle Mao... But now, thinking about when this relationship started, or why it started, is meaningless."

Mr. Agent looked down at Shen Pianpian with an expression he had never seen before, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I just know that I love you."

"I love you very much."

"Just by existing, you make up for all the dark and dirty shadows in this world and bring in light."

"Even if I knew..."

Yan Yi looked at the pair of beautiful eyes that were looking at him silently. At this moment, the eyes had gradually come back to life and were filled with a little sadness.

He curled his lips, raised one hand behind his back, and gently rubbed her hair:

"Even though I know that this love won't get the response I want...but just being able to love someone so wholeheartedly again is already unimaginable to me."

"so--"

Yan Yi withdrew his hand and said with a smile:

"To thank Miss Shen Pianxian for bringing me back to the human world, I want to leave this place——"

He took two steps back, raised his arms and stretched them out. As he stretched out his arms, countless colorful butterflies suddenly took off in the vast flower fields.

"For you!"

Amid the whirring sea breeze and the rainbow-like butterflies, Shen Pianpian's long hair, which was originally half-tied up, suddenly loosened, and a butterfly hairpin fell from her hair. Her long black hair suddenly flowed like a waterfall, and was then blown up by the wind.

Her pupils were also reflecting the thousands of fluttering butterflies. In this season, on this seashore, the appearance of these beautiful creatures was as unbelievable as a fairy tale itself.

She seemed to be able to hear the sound of flapping wings, see the butterfly wings opening and closing in the sunlight, and see huge, gorgeous and light rainbows.

After a long time she stammered:

"Send...send...send it to me?"

"This is my private beach. It has nothing to do with the Shao family. I personally selected the butterfly species, and you don't need to worry about the breeders. You just need to come and play when you want to, or sell it when you want to."

Yan Yi said it lightly.

Shen Pianpian took a while to slowly retract his gaze and looked at Yan Yi silently.

The latter curved his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"You wouldn't have the heart to refuse my wedding gift and confession gift, would you?"

Shen Pianpian: ...

The curve of Yan Yi's lips deepened. His smile at this moment was no different from the one when he wore glasses. It was filled with an ominous aura:

"I remember Miss Shen herself told me to listen carefully to my formal confession. Now that I've officially confessed, it's fine if you reject me, but you don't even want to accept the gift?"

Shen Pianpian: ...

"It's nothing, actually. I've only been here for two years. I've only been selecting butterflies for about a year and a half, and raising them for over half a year. As for the other flowers and plants and the beach maintenance, that probably took up the better part of half a year. Add to that the design drawings I drew myself, the house in the woods, and the personal inspections I do every once in a while, and the effort I put into it isn't particularly significant..."

"I see!"

Shen Pianxian made a stop gesture and said seriously:

"I understand. You don't have to tell me anymore. I will definitely take them in and take good care of them! Come over every month to play! I will definitely not treat these butterflies unfairly!"

Yan Yi stopped talking in satisfaction.

Shen Pianpian raised her eyes and looked at him, but her pretended relaxed expression still couldn't hide her deep uneasiness and sorrow.

Yan Yi stared at her, and after a moment he suddenly said,

“You know what, Shen Pianpian, there is a truth that I only understood after I got to know you.”

Shen Pianxian looked at him doubtfully:

"What's the reason?"

"Before I met you, I didn't understand what it meant to feel happy just by seeing the one you love happy. It wasn't until I met you that I realized this sour saying was actually true."

He looked at Miss Shen with her hair flying in the sea breeze and smiled slightly:

"Unfortunately, this isn't because love is selfless or great; the truth is quite the opposite."

“No one lives for anything other than themselves. After all, everyone in this world is selfish. If someone treats you well and wants to see you happy, it’s because seeing you happy will make him happy too.”

"so……"

He raised his hand again and placed it on top of Shen Pianpian's head, revealing for the first time an almost doting smile and look.

"Don't feel burdened and guilty about not being able to respond to the love of a grown man, whether it's me or someone else."

"You are only responsible for your own happiness."

Shen Pianpian raised her eyes and stared at him quietly under his broad palm, her peach blossom eyes as clear and pure as when they first met without a trace of impurities.

The vibration of the cell phone came at this moment. Yan Yi took out his cell phone, took a look at it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and made a very unhappy sound.

Shen Pianpian shuddered and was about to ask if Cheng Zhiyuan had come when she saw Yan Yi suddenly put away his phone, took a step forward, and put his arms around her.

"Give a hug to a man who is about to be completely heartbroken and unemployed."

Yan Yi's low laughter sounded in her ears.

Shen Pianpian was startled for a moment and then slowly lowered her eyes.

In the distance, the waves were rising layer by layer, white seagulls were flying high in the sky with clear cries, and butterflies were dancing around them.

This was the first official hug between them.

Even the howling sea breeze cannot take away the warmth of this chest.

At this moment, the sound of a car engine sounded in the distance. Yan Yi opened his eyes, as if waking up from a big dream. He pushed Shen Pianpian away, picked up the bouquet she had left on the ground, put it in her hand, and then gently pushed her back.

"Go ahead."

A black Bentley appeared in sight like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it rushed over like a beast, and the harsh sound of brakes filled the entire flower field.

Shen Pianpian turned her head and saw Cheng Zhiyuan, who was covered in black energy and on the verge of exploding, just opening the car door and getting out. He strode towards them. His momentum and expression frightened Shen Pianpian. She quickly stumbled towards him, holding the bouquet and holding her skirt.

The hem of her skirt fluttered in the wind, more beautiful and fragile than the waves of snow, just like that figure, moving farther and farther away like in a dream.

The sunlight fell clearly on the flower field where butterflies were dancing. Yan Yi watched Chen Pianpian running to Cheng Zhiyuan in a hurry. Just as she was about to say something, her foot was tripped by her skirt. Before she could open her mouth, she fell flat on her face.

Mr. Cheng, who was covered in black energy, raised his hand to catch her, and his hostility immediately dissipated by more than half.

——This is a conditioned reflex trained by long-term daily life, and it is proof of the love between the two people.

Even in the most emotional moments, having you by my side is my best tranquilizer.

After some unknown negotiation, Cheng Zhiyuan finally gave up the idea of ​​coming over to compete with Yan Yi on the spot.

He stood there, pointed at Yan Yi from a distance, and said expressionlessly:

"If you dare to step into the wedding today, I will kill you."

He said the last three words with ruthlessness, but was immediately interrupted by Shen Pianpian.

"No, no, no, that's nonsense! He gave such a precious gift but still can't come to the wedding. How can that be justified? You don't have to pay attention to him..."

"What did you say..."

Cheng Zhiyuan turned around in disbelief. Shen Pianxian quickly stood on tiptoe and covered his mouth. At the same time, she looked at Yan Yi and seemed to think for a moment before speaking again:

"It's up to you! Come if you want to, don't come if you don't want to! Don't worry about what Cheng Zhiyuan says!"

Yan Yi laughed, and resumed his agent's pretentious style, bowed hypocritically, and said:

"As the boss's agent, I must be there."

Cheng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to move, Shen Pianpian dragged him back even harder.

"Okay, okay! Come on! I'll be waiting for you! I'll be leaving first!"

Miss Shen used all her strength to finally drag Cheng Zhiyuan around, and walked towards the Bentley while frantically coaxing him:

"Alright, alright, don't bother with him. You know Yan Yi is just as mentally ill as you are..."

Cheng Zhiyuan: ???

"Okay, okay, I get it. You're not sick, but he is. Why would you bother with a sick person?"

Standing in the whistling sea breeze, Yan Yi looked at the car that finally left, silently curled his lips, opened his hands, and fell into the soft flower field.

The deserted beach was filled with only the fluttering butterflies reflected in his pupils.

He slowly raised his hand, stretched out his fingers, and watched a pretty little thing flutter down on his fingertips. After staying for a moment, it flew up lightly in the sunshine.

"Fly."

He murmured two words and gently closed his eyes.