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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What’s the use of Chapter 1518?
Shen Pianpian watched Cheng Yuqing hang the wedding dress on the hanger and couldn't help asking,
"Why did your fiancée give you the wedding dress he ordered for you only now?"
"I had no chance of getting this wedding dress,"
Cheng Yuqing smiled.
"He ordered this many years ago and Chu Yan has kept it ever since. He just sent it to me now."
Shen Pianxian widened his eyes and said hesitantly,
"Did Chu Yan send it to you?"
Cheng Yuqing paused, the smile on her lips slowly dimmed, she turned around and looked at Shen Pianpian and said,
"You have no doubt that he was on board when the cruise ship exploded, and I was secretly sent back to Yungang the night before the explosion."
"As for this wedding dress, he probably arranged it earlier and wanted to send it to me at this time."
"That's right."
The girl lowered her eyes and answered quietly, then changed the subject.
"How is the commander now? Is he feeling better?"
Cheng Yuqing shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"The situation was getting worse. I thought he would be better after I came back, but knowing I was still alive, he seemed to be immersed in deeper regret and self-blame."
The woman sighed deeply, her brows full of contradictions and sorrow.
"Now when he was unconscious, he kept calling his brother, sister-in-law, and Zhiyuan's names, saying sorry over and over again. He had been stubborn all his life, but he didn't expect that at this moment..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Pianpian already understood.
But she didn't think so in her heart.
The word "stubborn" might be more appropriately replaced by "escape."
Over the years, he probably never dared to truly face the truth that he indirectly killed his son and daughter-in-law. It was not until he learned of his daughter's death and saw his only grandson shot and fell into the sea that he probably truly woke up and repented.
But what's the use of this?
Shen Pianpian thought indifferently with his eyes lowered.
People who make mistakes always have to pay the price, no matter whether you regret it or not.
Blinking the indifference in his eyes, he said gracefully,
"Then I'll go give Zhiyuan those clothes first. Yan Yi is still waiting for me outside."
Cheng Yuqing nodded, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly called her and asked with a smile,
"You haven't seen Zhiyuan's study yet, have you?"
Shen Pianpian shook her head. She had come here several times before to get something, so she had no intention of visiting the study.
Cheng Yuqing smiled mysteriously and said to her,
"Then when you get your clothes, stop by his study. You might find a surprise there."
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After taking some underwear from Cheng Zhiyuan's cloakroom and putting them into a bag, Shen Pianpian turned and left the bedroom. Her footsteps paused in front of a closed door.
After hesitating for a moment, she put the bag at the door, carefully grasped the door handle, turned it, opened it, then pushed the door open and walked in.
It was dark in the room. She fumbled on the wall for a while and finally found the switch.
With a snap, the lights came on.
The interior furnishings are clearly visible.
She walked on the carpet towards the large desk opposite. The tabletop was very clean, probably cleaned every day. There were some company documents under the old-fashioned desk lamp.
Shen Pianpian reached out and flipped through the pages, and saw a beautiful and freehand signature inside.
She glanced past these things and looked at the two photo frames on the table.
One is Xia Yunduan, the other is Shen Pianpian.
The girl couldn't help but smile. Just as she was about to pick one up, her eyes were suddenly dazzled by something else.
She raised her head following the light, and her pupils immediately reflected the entire wall opposite her, as well as the photo frames hanging on the wall.
She was stunned for a moment and walked over there involuntarily.