Hong Kong Mist

【Aloof Older Man × Frail, Pseudo-Innocent Flower, Age Gap + Female Lead's Deliberate Approach】

When Mr. Li visited Jing City, he returned with a young girl by his side.

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Chapter 163 About Truth

Chapter 163 About Truth

After leaving the men's clothing store, the two went to the women's clothing store.

Lin Shutang didn't care much about her clothes before, mostly just thinking anything looked good. It wasn't until she started dating Li Yansheng that she began to pay attention to style. In Jiang Qinyuan's words, "Being in love really makes a difference."

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Li Yansheng turned his head when he heard the voice: "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Lin Shutang was very decisive in choosing Li Yansheng's clothes, but when it came to his own, he felt a little conflicted. He felt that every piece seemed to be similar.

So, he picked up the clothes and asked Li Yansheng, "Which one looks good?"

“They all look good.”

Lin Shutang wasn't entirely satisfied with this answer, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps this was a common problem for most men. Even a seemingly perfect man like Li Yansheng couldn't avoid it.

The last skirt I bought was recommended by the clerk. It was dark red with a cross-strap design on the back.

Men are possessive of their girlfriends and wives, and Li Yansheng is no exception. He'd noticed this before, when Lin Shutang wore a short skirt. So, tonight, she only tried it on in the fitting room and didn't wear it out for him, fearing he'd see the exposed back and stop her from buying it.

After going out, Li Linshutang picked out another set of clothes at random.

This time, Li Yansheng paid the money and Lin Shutang did not stop him.

When we got back, it was already past ten o'clock.

In the car, Li Yansheng suddenly said, "You don't want to spend my money?"

Lin Shutang noticed that the man was not in a good mood, so he leaned over, held his hand and explained, "I'm not unwilling. It's just that, after all, it's a gift for someone, so I think it's better to spend my own money."

As she spoke, Li Yansheng looked into her eyes. He could tell that she wasn't telling the whole truth, but he didn't question her further.

Lin Shutang did have another answer to this question in his mind.

For so long, the two of them had been together. But Lin Shutang had always been clear that with his status, she couldn't help him in any way, and the possibility of them staying together until the end was too small. Therefore, she usually didn't spend much of Li Yansheng's money. It wasn't because she was being hypocritical. She was just afraid that if she got used to the extravagant life around him, he would not be able to adapt if he left one day.

It was already past eleven when he returned to the villa. After taking a shower, Lin Shutang leaned on the bed and read for a while.

Li Yansheng came in and saw it. He walked over to take a look at the cover. It said "Unification of Knowledge and Action." He put his phone on the bedside table and said, "What did you figure out?"

Lin Shutang didn't look up: "The world is your own world. The truth given by others is not the truth. The only truth lies in your own actions."

Li Yansheng got on the bed and took the book from her hand: "It hurts your eyes to read it at night. Read it tomorrow."

Lin Shutang was engrossed in reading when he was suddenly interrupted, feeling a little unhappy. He knew he was being nice, but he couldn't help but say, "The truth you tell me is not my truth. Besides, don't you also stay up late to read documents?"

Li Yansheng was so angry at her words that he laughed: "How can this be the same?"

Lin Shutang said stubbornly: "What's the difference? They're all paper."

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Li Yansheng.

Li Yansheng didn't argue with her and continued with his good temper, "Truth comes from practice. The inevitable cause and effect that follows practice is truth. Staying up late to read for a long time will inevitably cause your eyesight to deteriorate. This is truth."

Lin Shutang couldn't argue with him. He looked at him in silence for a long time, and finally blurted out: "You look like my dad."

Lin Shutang still has memories of her parents. She remembers that when she was a child, her father also liked to lecture her like this.