Chapter 26 026 A Luxury Mansion Worth Ten Million Falls from the Sky

Jiang Yue was the smartest person Shen Yan had ever met, perhaps even a little smarter than Wen Que.

When Shen Yi saw Xu Qingyi trying to get closer to Jiang Yue for the second time, he once again stood between the two of them, took Xu Qingyi's math workbook, wrote the answers on it, and said, "We're leaving."

The students in Class B looked at each other in bewilderment.

What kind of drama is this?

Could it be that Shen Yi is jealous that Xu Qingyi's attention has shifted to Jiang Yue?

Some people think this in their hearts, but try their best to swallow it silently.

Ignore Jiang Yue and Shen Yi's gossip, start with them!

This is only the second time.

Jiang Yue had already realized that all of Shen Yi's actions of rejection were directed at Xu Qingyi. Her gaze returned to Xu Qingyi without lingering, and she simply looked at Shen Yi again to confirm: "Is it him?"

The person she was willing to do anything for, was that so-called love him?

My good friend is so smart that he understands things without me having to say them out loud, which deeply moved me.

Shen Yi tried his best to ignore the system's frantic screaming in his head and nodded.

Jiang Yue's expression became complicated.

The two of them sat together on the steps.

Jiang Yue suddenly spoke up: "I feel like my life is so bleak."

Shen Yi tried his best to comfort the person: "...Don't give up, we will help you."

Jiang Yue was still puzzled: "He used to talk to you a lot recently, right? I thought he liked you."

Why did I get involved with her?

Shen Yi looked at Jiang Yue and tentatively replied, "Yes, things have changed, but the person he likes has never changed."

She deliberately emphasized the word "person".

Jiang Yue: "...?"

She keenly realized that Shen Yi's words definitely had a hidden meaning.

What has changed, yet remained the same?

Is the focus on people? No... it's not people.

What transformed from a state of deep concentration into something else entirely was...

The identity of Shen's daughter.

Jiang Yue understood: "You mean, he never liked you, but the daughter of the Shen family."

Shen Yi: "!"

Wow, this went so smoothly! How could anyone have guessed this?

【Ahhh, this is outrageous!!! Is this something I can even say?】

Time and again, they could communicate almost seamlessly without needing to consciously use keywords, plunging the system into deep despair.

It seemed as if its bonus and vacation were waving goodbye, and that it would be publicly criticized as an underperforming employee when it returned.

at last.

It could only leave behind a harsh sentence.

[Host, I warned you, you really will be punished!!!]

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not shared.

Shen Yi didn't care what it was saying at all; he just nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice, and tears of excitement were almost welling up in his eyes.

After successfully conveying his message, Shen Yi was so excited that he hugged Jiang Yue tightly and reminded her again, "Don't be fooled."

So clever! Jiang Yue is incredibly clever!

She's determined to be best friends with smart people for life!

Jiang Yue felt a little helpless, but she reached out and gently hugged her back, saying, "Don't worry. Also, thank you for telling me all this."

Shen Yi buried her face completely in Jiang Yue's shoulder and mumbled, "I should thank you for trusting me."

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[This system has already asked the above.]

The host's actions of exploiting loopholes have severely impacted the world's development, therefore the host will be punished.

The system's voice turned serious and sounded when Shen Yi finished the last question.

Shen Yi put down his pen and yawned, clearly not caring much: "Kill me?"

The effective communication with Jiang Yue today made her feel very happy, and she was willing to accept any punishment.

[...]

It's not that serious.

Shen Yi grabbed her pajamas and headed towards the bathroom, asking, "What's that?"

When the hot water from the showerhead turned into ice-cold water, and Shen Yi shivered from the cold but found that she couldn't move her feet, she understood what the system meant by punishment.

final.

With her last breath, Shen Yi changed into her pajamas, dried her hair, and staggered into bed.

[Will the host dare to do it again next time?]

If you don't want to be punished, don't try to tell others the plot.

Shen Yi shivered: "Just a cold shower? I think that's a pretty good deal."

It's not that I'm being stubborn.

She felt the punishment was acceptable and worthwhile, given that she could provide so much useful information. She'll definitely do it again next time!

The system dismissed it.

[That's because the person on the other end is the intelligent female lead. You're telling everyone this? Do you think they'd even understand?]

Too.

Shen Yi nodded in agreement and pulled the blanket tighter around himself.

Just a cold shower...

No, you're celebrating too soon.

The next morning, Shen Yi was woken up by her father. She was burning up with fever and covered in cold sweat.

Her father's large hand landed on Shen Yi's forehead, and he limped as he tried to help her up to go to the hospital.

Jiang's mother grumbled, "It's just a fever, some medicine will do the trick, is it really necessary to go to the hospital? Such a minor illness, do you have too much money to burn?"

at the same time.

The system then explained everything.

[The host will remain in this state for a whole week; this is the real punishment.]

Shen Yi: "..."

She fell into a deep sleep again and said only two sentences.

One sentence was said to his father.

"I don't want to go to the hospital!"

The system is messing with things; going to the hospital won't help, it'll just be a waste of money on tests.

The second sentence was addressed to the system.

"Could you skip the cold shower next time?"

If this is the punishment, there's no need for such a long build-up!

system:"……"

【OK. 】

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The third day of being in a coma.

Chen Yi didn't really feel anything.

Aside from feeling sleepy due to a high fever, I don't have a headache or feel nauseous; I'm perfectly fine.

Shen Yi asked the system, "That's it?"

It's just sleeping in a warm place, what's the big deal?

system:【……】

That shouldn't be the case. It always felt that there was a strange force in the world working against it, but after it appealed, the result given by the higher-ups was: there was no bug.

But seeing Shen Yi's smug look, it chose to remain silent, afraid that if it spoke out, she would become even more arrogant.

In the end, I was forced to go to the hospital for a checkup, but naturally nothing was found. They just prescribed some random medications and told me to go home and observe.

Jiang's mother's complaining voice rang out from outside: "She hardly ever did any work to begin with, and now she's really just sitting back and doing nothing."

Jiang's father pushed open the door, walked to her side, and asked with concern, "What do you want to eat? Dad will go buy it for you."

Shen Yi simply shook her head, burying her face weakly in the blankets, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, I'm fine. I've been like this before. It'll be fine in a few days. Don't worry."

"My dear child, how can I not worry about you when you're like this?" Jiang's father said, bringing over a basin of water and wiping her forehead and neck.

Even in the most private place, it was inconvenient for him as a father, so he could only turn around and go to the yard to find his wife.

Jiang's mother continued to grumble and say, "I wouldn't care about her if I wasn't afraid of my family dying," before reluctantly coming in to help.

Shen Yi felt like she was half asleep and half awake, and all she could hear were complaints.

"I really don't understand what you're thinking. The Shen family is rich and has servants to wait on you, so why are you so desperate to come back? You're a perfectly good young lady, are you just born to be cheap?"

That being said.

But in her hazy state, she could sense that the hands wiping her body were actually very gentle.

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When I woke up this time, it was already dark.

There was a commotion outside the door, as if some uninvited guest had arrived.

And then.

Shen Yi then saw the door open from the outside, and the person standing there was... Wen Que.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.

I thought I was hallucinating because of the high fever.

It would be reasonable for Wen Que to even appear at her doorstep, but for him to just walk right in would be too strange.

And the next second.

Shen Yi watched helplessly as Wen Que said "sorry" to her and then lifted her blanket.

cold.

It's so cold.

Stepping out of the warm bed, that was Shenyi's first feeling.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last long. Wen Que helped Shen Yi put on the thick clothes he had brought. Although Shen Yi wasn't fully awake, he readily put them on.

Wen Que bent down, clearly intending to pick her up from the bed, but then stopped as if remembering something and asked, "Your parents are still outside. Can you walk?"

Shen Yi nodded.

Where is she going?

I can't figure it out, so I'm not going to think about it anymore.

Then Wen Que helped her up from the bed. Although Shen Yi didn't understand what was going on, she inexplicably followed him out. Amid her parents' strange but unstoppable expressions, she got into the car with Wen Que.

The assistant who was standing next to Wen Que consciously carried Chen Yi's schoolbag and clothes and followed.

The car was warm enough with the heater on.

Soon enough, Shen Yi felt a bit hot and wanted to take off the thick coat that Wen Que had brought.

Wen Que reached out to stop Shen Yi's actions, saying, "We'll be there soon, can you bear with it a little longer?"

"……good."

Shen Yi nodded, and seeing that the car had been driving for almost ten minutes, she finally remembered the important question: "Wen Que, where are you taking me?"

How did they just leave their house like that?

That's weird.

Wen Que finally explained to her, "I heard that you had a high fever for several days. I told your parents about our relationship and that I could take you to the best hospital to see the best doctors, and that someone would take care of you."

He nodded silently to show that he understood.

Reasonable.

Her unexplained high fever worried her father terribly. Although Wen Que's identity was somewhat awkward at the moment, he naturally still hoped that his daughter could receive better treatment.

Soon, my eyelids felt heavy again.

Shen Yi doesn't mind sleeping. Rather than being awake and suffering these painful torments, she would rather close her eyes as soon as possible and sleep through these seven days.

Before closing my eyes completely.

Shen Yi felt as if her head had hit the car window, but surprisingly it didn't hurt much.

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I woke up again.

Although there were no objects around that clearly indicated the time, the extreme silence around them allowed Shen Yi to determine that it was probably around midnight.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Chen Yi tried hard to sit up, but then he saw a green button next to him.

When faced with a button, people can't control their hands.

Chen Yi's hand moved faster than his brain, slamming his hand on the button in front of him. Soon, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Are you awake?"

It was Wen Que's voice. After receiving an affirmative reply, he turned on a small lamp so that the room wouldn't be completely dark.

It's been a while since we last met.

It hadn't actually been that long, but Chen Yi hadn't looked at his appearance so closely in a long time.

It's obvious.

He had also lost a lot of weight, and the white shirt that used to fit him well now looked rather loose. His sense of isolation and loneliness was even more pronounced. His eyes, which had been carrying a faint look of fatigue, relaxed and revealed a smile the moment he was with her.

Shen Yi remembered what happened before she fell asleep, so there was no need for Wen Que to explain it again. She asked, "Where is this?"

"It's a rented house. You can rest here from now on. An aunt will come over during the day."

Wen Que walked over to Shen Yi, poured her a glass of warm water, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Actually, it's alright." Shen Yi shook her head and took small sips of warm water.

Wen Que sat down next to Shen Yi, raised his hand to touch her forehead, and after confirming that her temperature had indeed dropped a bit, his expression relaxed: "We'll go to the hospital tomorrow morning, and Meng Zihan and Jiang Yue will come to see you in the afternoon. They're also very worried about you."

Shen Yi really wanted to say that there was no need to go to the hospital, as they wouldn't be able to find anything.

However, when faced with Wen Que's gaze, she could never bring herself to refuse, and could only obediently nod to indicate that she would follow his instructions.

Although I don't really want to go to the hospital.

But since we've already been there, going again might be worthwhile.

Anyway, she was in a wheelchair for almost the entire time, so it wasn't too tiring for her. She just had to cooperate for a while during the examination.

Although it can't be cured for the time being, at least the doctor can tell Wen Que that she's really fine except for the fever, so her father won't worry.

After Shen Yi finished drinking most of her glass of water and lay down, she looked up and found that Wen Que's gaze had hardly left her for a moment. He was staring at her, and there were some emotions in his eyes that she couldn't quite understand.

Shen Yi swallowed hard, put the cup aside, and met Wen Que's gaze with some curiosity, asking, "What are you thinking about?"

The night was dark.

Under the light, her eyes were wide open, looking round like a cat's eyes. She tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a mixture of confusion and trust.

"I……"

Wen Que paused for once, as if he had been thinking very carefully, before finally deciding to answer: "I was thinking, how wonderful it would be if I could just stay with you like this."

Shen Yi unconsciously pulled the blanket up a little, leaving only her eyes exposed, and stared at him intently, asking in a soft but firm voice, "Did your aunt agree?"

These were her conditions.

Conditions that we will never back down from.

Wen's mother had disliked her before, but the marriage was arranged by both families. Wen's mother was just strict, but since she could accept her as a troublesome future daughter-in-law, she was willing to endure a few harsh words.

The situation is different now.

“She hasn’t completely agreed, but she’s already softened her stance, otherwise I wouldn’t be here. My mother said that if I can build my own career without relying on my family’s help and gain her approval before graduating from university, she will agree to us being together.”

Wen Que stood up and handed her a document: "My father praised the project I was in charge of, and my mother also recognized my abilities and allowed me to leave home for a week to take care of you."

Yiyi, I probably won't be going to school as often anymore. I'll focus more on learning about company matters in the future, and I'll strive to become someone worthy of you as soon as possible.

Shen Yi blinked his eyes.

She was a little overwhelmed by the sudden influx of information. She couldn't understand the document either. After quickly flipping through a few pages, she had no choice but to put it down and nod: "...Wen Que, I believe in you. I...I will wait for you."

If it were Wen Que, then of course he could.

A look of surprise flashed across Wen Que's eyes.

A faint smile appeared on his face as he took her hand: "Yiyi, I didn't expect to hear you say that. I also want to tell you that I've talked to my mother. She did have some prejudice against you before and wanted me to apologize to you on her behalf. But things are different now. She feels that I'm not mature enough yet and not qualified to take on the responsibility of a future with the girl I like. This is a test for me, not for you."

Shen Yi was slightly taken aback.

Clearly, she hadn't expected Wen Que to say such a thing. Could it be that Aunt Wen, who had always been the strictest with her, would actually consider things from her perspective?

But Wen Que couldn't possibly tell her such an easily exposed lie.

Wen Que's hands were slightly cold, perhaps because her body temperature was too high.

She could clearly feel that he was right beside her, and she could see hope for their future. An indescribable warmth spread through Shen Yi's heart.

She clearly never intended to become so greedy.

But when she felt the warmth of that hand, she couldn't bear to let go.

After all, this was her first love, the person she had dreamed of marrying.

[So this is how it developed...? Well, that makes sense.]

The system, as always, appeared and disappeared unpredictably, suddenly popping up to provide an evaluation.

[The host firmly chose to leave the Shen family. In the eyes of the Wen family, the host's character will definitely be more noble than "clinging and begging to stay." Your courage and determination are naturally more likable than the foolish young lady who always makes mistakes. Wen Que's mother is a very proud person. She admires strong women, so it is reasonable that her impression of you will improve.]

So that's how it is.

Shen Yi expressed her understanding. In that case, Wen's mother's fondness for Jiang Yue in the original story was probably because Jiang Yue was strong enough. Now, she has accidentally become associated with that as well.

Seeing that Shen Yi was lost in thought, her expression constantly changing, Wen Que's lips curled up at her brilliant monologue, and he reached out a finger to poke her cheek: "What are you thinking about?"

Shen Yi shook his head.

She couldn't very well say she was talking to the system, could she? She was afraid Wen Que would think she was delirious from the fever.

How should I answer that?

As she pondered, Chen Yi became sleepy again.

Wen Que noticed at a glance, and helped her pull the blanket up a little more, saying, "If you're sleepy, go and rest. I'm going outside to handle some work. If you need anything, just press that button to call me."

No need to make up ridiculous excuses anymore, Shen Yi obediently nodded, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.

The next morning.

Another round of tedious tests followed. Although the hospital was larger and had more advanced equipment, the results were exactly the same.

No problem at all.

All the indicators show it's just a normal fever; it should get better in a few days.

The inability to determine the cause of the illness caused Wen Que's brows to furrow even more.

Fortunately, although the system said this condition would last for a week, Shenyi could clearly feel that she was better today and was not as sleepy as before. It seems that she would not suddenly be lively and energetic after being sick for a week. There is still a gradual recovery process.

Seeing that Shen Yi's condition had improved considerably, Wen Que finally stopped worrying and said, "Let's go back then. Meng Zihan and Jiang Yue will be coming over this afternoon."

"good."

As Shen Yi nodded in agreement, she swallowed hard as the car passed her favorite milk tea shop, then looked at Wen Que with longing eyes.

Wen Que cruelly refused her, saying, "You'll easily vomit if you eat random things now."

Shen Yi: "..."

She's actually fine, she just looks weak.

never mind.

She endured it.

It's strange that a patient with a high fever can have such a good appetite.

So Shenyi could only sit still and try to ignore her appetite.

Wen Que realized, "Do you have an appetite now?"

Shen Yi wanted to say that she was actually very hungry, but because she was too sleepy before, she had been ignoring her appetite.

When I woke up this morning, I only had a few sips of millet porridge, which wasn't enough to fill me up.

The car suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Wen Que got out of the car and walked towards the milk tea shop, leaving behind only the words: "You can only have one sip."

Shen Yi's eyes immediately lit up.

When Wen Que returned with her favorite bubble tea, Shen Yi carefully held it, took a small sip, and said playfully, "I was just tasting it, this doesn't count."

It's the flavor she likes.

Although hot brown sugar pearls were too sweet even without extra sugar, and the car ride made her feel a bit nauseous, as a patient, Shen Yi couldn't help but insist on drinking iced milk tea.

Along the way.

She held the milk tea like that, wanting to drink it several times but barely managing to resist. Finally, after getting off the car, she took a big gulp until her cheeks were bulging before stuffing the rest of the milk tea into Wen Que's hands.

immediately.

Shen Yi quickly got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.

Take it further away!

She really couldn't help it!

Wen Que watched Shen Yi's retreating figure. Because of her actions, the corners of his lips slightly turned up. After thinking for a few seconds, he raised his hand and tasted the flavor she liked.

It's cloyingly sweet and of very poor quality.

The taste he was neither used to nor liked lingered in his mouth.

Wen Que frowned, resisting the urge to spit out the pearl in his mouth, and swallowed it with great difficulty.

He wanted to throw it directly into the trash can, but remembering that it was Shen Yi's favorite milk tea, he stopped himself and took a big gulp instead.

So sweet.

So cloying.

It tastes awful.

Take another sip...

It tastes awful.

Take another sip.

Tolerate.

He'll definitely get used to it.

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afternoon.

Thinking that Meng Zihan and Jiang Yue were coming, Shen Yi still tried to cheer up and counted a lot of snacks on her fingers, saying that she would buy them to entertain them.

Wen Que could naturally tell that there were quite a few things Shen Yi liked to eat, but as long as she didn't feel uncomfortable from sneaking snacks, he wouldn't expose her. He would just help her make a list and ask the aunt to go out and buy them all.

Then.

He then went into the kitchen.

Watching Wen Que prepare ingredients at the sink and quickly start cooking soup, Shen Yi sat to the side in astonishment: "You can actually cook?"

"Won't."

Wen Que answered honestly, turned around and walked to the pool to wash his hands: "I learned it last night."

Shen Yi: "...?"

The soup she learned last night was such a difficult one, one she had absolutely no idea how to make.

Is this really safe to drink?

never mind……

No matter how bad the food tastes, she will drink it all if Wen Que makes it himself.

Even if you vomit it out...

She also secretly went to the toilet to throw up!

Thinking this through, Shen Yi made up her mind that she must give Wen Que the utmost respect.

Shen Yi is clearly overthinking things.

At noon, she sat down at the table and couldn't help but drink two large bowls of soup.

All right.

She declared that her talent for cooking was far inferior to Wen Que's.

Although she studied diligently, she could only manage to make it palatable, never quite as delicious.

Shen Yi wanted to drink a third bowl, but she felt a little embarrassed to show off her appetite in front of someone she liked.

Before Shen Yi could come up with an answer, Wen Que saw through her thoughts and said directly, "You're a patient, you can't eat too much, you'll feel uncomfortable if you're too full."

"……All right."

Shen Yi understood this principle, so instead of going back to bed to rest, she sat and watched Wen Que clear the dining table.

She stared intently.

Somewhat puzzled, she asked, "Wen Que, shouldn't we wait for Auntie to clean up these?"

"I didn't want to interfere with your meeting with your friends, so I asked your aunt to go home first today."

Wen Que paused for a moment, then continued, "I'll be going to the company later too."

Wen Que had already turned and entered the kitchen.

As the sound of water filled the air, she continued to explain, "I asked my cousin, and she said that girls need some private space to chat. It might not be convenient for me to be there. Call me if anything comes up."

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2:30.

The doorbell rang.

Wen Que opened the door, politely greeted Meng Zihan and Jiang Yue, and then left.

Seeing that Shen Yi looked somewhat disappointed, Jiang Yue immediately understood what she was thinking and explained, "Shen Yuguan sneaked out during her confinement but was caught by her father when he came back early. Her injuries were almost healed, but she got another beating and is now resting in bed. Her father is still at home, but he said that if you get very sick, he will climb down from upstairs to see you again."

Shen Yi immediately waved her hand and declined, "...I'm fine, there's no need for that!"

That's enough, she felt sorry for Shen Yu's butt!

Stopping talking about Shen Yu, Jiang Yue looked at Shen Yi with concern in her eyes: "But Yi Yi, how come you've lost so much weight?"

"I'm so hungry, it feels like I haven't had any fluids for days."

Shen Yi recalled every meal she had eaten these past few days and felt that life was meaningless. It wasn't that anyone was abusing her; it was just that she didn't have the energy for anything that required chewing. She would get sleepy while eating, and in the end, she ate mostly soup and porridge.

Meng Zihan looked distressed and said, "Get well soon, you look like you're suffering too much."

Jiang Yue nodded in agreement and asked, "By the way, what happened to you? How did you suddenly get such a high fever?"

The weather isn't too cold right now, and there hasn't been a sudden drop in temperature. Apart from Shen Yi, no one in the class has caught a cold.

Shen Yi replied with a worried expression, "...I was taking a shower when the water turned cold, and I thought I'd just make do, but I didn't expect this."

This isn't entirely a lie.

However, she didn't take that cold shower voluntarily.

Afraid of being pressed for answers, since she didn't know anything about water heaters, Shen Yi quickly changed the subject: "There are lots of snacks on the table. Wen Que bought them all, and they're all your favorite flavors. Go and eat."

Jiang Yue's attention was drawn, and she walked to the dining table to make her selections.

Meng Zihan, unaware of what had happened, had already walked to the other end of the living room. She turned back and asked Shen Yi, "This house is really nice. I'd like to buy one too. Can I look around?"

Shen Yi readily agreed: "Sure, feel free to look around."

After all, Wen Que had told her that the house was rented and he had never lived there before. If there were no signs of life there, there shouldn't be any privacy that couldn't be seen by others.

After a while.

Jiang Yue brought a pile of pastries to the coffee table, unpacked them one by one, and gave Shen Yi a little taste.

Shen Yi kept saying "I won't eat, I won't eat," but every time Jiang Yue reached out, she obediently opened her mouth.

until--

Meng Zihan finished inspecting the house.

Meng Zihan sat down next to Jiang Yue, puzzled, and snatched a pastry from her hand. While eating, she said, "Overall, it's really good. The space is large and the decoration is beautiful. It's just that the innermost room is so strange."

Shen Yi raised her head, somewhat confused, and met Meng Zihan's thoughtful gaze. She asked, "What's strange?"

"The bay window is huge, almost half the size of a bed. Didn't they renovate the room?" Meng Zihan said, pouring herself a cup of tea without any ceremony, and asked, "By the way, does this house belong to Wen Que?"

"It was rented, wasn't it?"

Shen Yi answered in this way, but at the same time became curious about the "super big bay window" that Meng Zihan mentioned, because her room in the Shen family had a large floor-to-ceiling window and no bay window.

But she once thought that when she had her own house, she would build a really big bay window and put all her dolls on it to sunbathe.

The next second.

Meng Zihan's voice continued, "What a coincidence, the pile on top is full of the kind of dolls you like. I thought it was your room."

Upon hearing this...

Shen Yi paused for a few seconds, then began looking down for slippers. She quickly stood up from the sofa and asked, "Which room?"

Meng Zihan led them to the innermost room.

The door opened.

The room was much larger than I had imagined, and the huge bay window seemed particularly out of place, piled high with pink teddy bears and bunnies.

besides.

There was only a bed left in the room, and it felt strangely empty.

Jiang Yue observed her surroundings: "This room is twice the size of the others; it looks like two rooms have been combined into one."

Meng Zihan continued to remind her, "Besides, the other rooms are all nicely decorated, so why is it that this largest room has nothing but a bay window doll and a bed?"

After speaking, Meng Zihan looked at Shen Yi, clearly waiting for her reaction.

Shen Yi stood there, somewhat stunned.

She recalled an art class many years ago where the teacher asked each of them to draw their ideal room on a piece of paper.

At that time, she drew a very large room that almost took up the entire page, then drew a long table filled with dolls, and then drew a bed, which she showed to her deskmate Song Yang.

Song Yang asked her curiously, "That's all?"

Shen Yi nodded: "No! I want to live with my dolls! And sleep with them!"

Song Yang mocked her, "The dolls are all on the table. Are you going to carry them around? That's too much trouble."

Shen Yi thought for a moment and replied, "Then I don't want a table, I want a super big bay window, and I want to connect my bed to the bay window so I can be with my dolls!"

I was in junior high school at that time.

They were classmates with Wen Que and Meng Zihan.

After Shen Yi finished speaking, fearing that Song Yang would continue to "mock" her, she immediately turned around and asked Wen Que and Meng Zihan to "take sides": "Don't you agree?"

Meng Zihan agreed without even looking, as she had always doted on Shen Yi.

Wen Que took her drawing and admired it for a while before nodding, "Yes."

Song Yang rolled his eyes and ignored them.

...

Their eyes met.

Meng Zihan tilted her head, seemingly a little unsure: "Really? It doesn't seem like a coincidence at all."

Chenyi means to remain silent.

Jiang Yue looked at them, puzzled.

Meng Zihan acted as the narrator, recounting the scene as it happened.

Jiang Yue couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow!" and said, "So you two have been secretly in love for each other for years?!"

“It’s easy to verify. Didn’t Wen Que say the house was rented? Then we can check if the owner’s surname is Wen.” Meng Zihan said, taking out her phone and making a call.

If this kind of thing really needs to be investigated, it won't take much time at all; the results will come out quickly.

Meng Zihan's usually calm voice changed after receiving the call. She said, "Are you sure it's the right name? Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help."

He met the curious gazes cast at him by Jiang Yue and Shen Yi at the same time.

Meng Zihan closed her eyes and took a good ten seconds to compose herself. She suddenly said, "Yiyi, do you know? Actually, I've always hoped you would be with Song Yang rather than Wen Que. After all, I'm sure that guy would never abandon you under any circumstances."

Shen Yi looked at Jiang Yue and mouthed: Has she gone mad?

What is all this about?

Why bring up Song Yang and say such nonsensical things out of the blue?

Jiang Yue was also lost in thought: "Actually, I think Yi Yi and Xu Qingzhe are quite a good match. Speaking of which, Xu Qingzhe asked me about Yi Yi yesterday. I told him that Yi Yi was sick, and his face darkened... I think there's no doubt that he likes Yi Yi!"

Shen Yi: "?"

Is it a matter of whether Song Yang or Xu Qingzhe is a better match for her?

no……

There's absolutely nothing to do with them here, okay?

"Don't mention Xu Qingzhe yet." Shen Yi patted Jiang Yue's hand, then looked at Meng Zihan and said, "Don't mention Song Yang either. What did they say on that phone call just now? Could this house belong to Song Yang?"

Otherwise, why would Meng Zihan bring him up so suddenly?

"no."

Meng Zihan denied it, then looked at Shen Yi with an extremely complicated expression and said, "This house is registered in your name, and only in your name."

Jiang Yue: "!!!"

Shen Yi: "???"

Meng Zihan sighed before continuing, "The house was purchased three years ago, about three months after your engagement to Wen Que. You already had this house in your name. If your parents didn't tell you about it, then it's highly likely that the Wen family or Wen Que himself proposed and purchased it."

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Even after seeing Meng Zihan and Jiang Yue off, Shen Yi still felt like she hadn't fully processed what had happened.

My brain is buzzing.

Is this house registered in her name?

What kind of plot is this, where someone suddenly acquires a mansion worth ten million?

What exactly is going on?

Shen Yi felt a headache, unsure whether it was from a fever or from not knowing how to cope with this sudden "surprise".

After much hesitation.

Shen Yi sent a message to Wen Que.

[When are you coming back? I have something I want to ask you.]

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When the door is opened.

When Wen Que was greeted by the girl he liked's embrace in the darkness, he felt a pang of regret. He should have brought back flowers instead of candy today.

He put one arm around Shen Yi's lower back and closed the door with the other. After making sure Shen Yi wasn't crying, he asked, "What happened?"

Shen Yi buried her face in Wen Que's shoulder and neck and nodded vigorously.

Wen Que didn't urge her, but simply held her like this and patiently said, "I'm listening to you."

Shen Yi remained silent for a while.

After a long pause, she finally gathered her thoughts and bluntly stated, "I saw that room."

"So that's why."

Wen Que chuckled and said, "Not just the room, this whole house is yours, that won't change."

If Meng Zihan hadn't made that call today, Shen Yi might not understand what Wen Que meant, but at this moment, all she could ask was, "Why?"

“My father said that Uncle Shen was reckless and the Shen family might not be able to prosper in the long run. At that time, he wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Shen family, but he only needed the right to use a piece of land and did not care whether the marriage would come to fruition in the future.”

As Wen Que spoke, his other hand landed on Shen Yi's head, seemingly not wanting her to see the expression on his face as he spoke, stopping her from looking up: "Don't move, let me finish."

After accepting the arranged marriage, I made a request to my family that we purchase two properties near the No. 1 Middle School and the Imperial University, respectively, and put them in both our names. This way, no matter what happens in the future, as long as we want to be together, we can always live together.

Shen Yi understood.

If this hadn't happened, there would have been no need to specifically tell her about the two properties.

Shen Yi bit her lower lip and said, "And now?"

This house should never belong to her.

"Both families benefited greatly from our marriage agreement, so there's no reason for us to abandon each other after we've served our purpose. Besides, this house was given to you in my parents' names."

Wen Que smiled and leaned down, completely embracing Shen Yi in his arms: "If you still have any concerns, I will try my best to fulfill my promise to my mother and make this house a respectable part of the dowry that I can give you when we get married in the future."

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Class B.

Chen Yi's seat had been empty for several days. Even after the "real and fake heiress" incident broke out, she hadn't been absent from school for this long.

Some of the students in Class B were worried, and some mustered up the courage to ask Song Yang. After all, compared to Jiang Yue, Song Yang and Shen Yi had known each other for many years, so they felt that he would know more about the situation.

Song Yang didn't know what had happened either. When he asked Shen Yi, he only got a vague answer like "It's a minor problem, you'll be fully recovered soon." He was very unhappy because he had heard the specific reason from Jiang Yue.

So when others asked him questions, he would give random answers.

"That's right, class monitor. It's her turn to clean the common areas tomorrow, and she just doesn't like the mop being dirty. You noticed that."

"Bitened by a dog? Where did you hear that... Oh right, you even knew she was afraid of dogs?"

"Huh? You saw her in a wheelchair at the hospital? Oh, that's because she broke her leg and fell into the sewer."

"That's right, it's food poisoning. She eats too much and can't be stopped from eating anything."

"Yes, how did you know? Actually, Shenyi just took leave to go on a trip. Isn't that cool?"

...

final.

The answer to the question "Why isn't Shen Yi coming to school?" that I received from Song Yang was a revised version—

Because she didn't want to clean, she took leave to go on a trip, but ended up getting food poisoning, being chased by a dog on the street, and finally falling into a sewer and breaking her leg. She was such an unlucky person!

If Shen Yi had heard this answer, she would have wanted to smash Song Yang's head with the wheelchair first, and then throw him into the sewer.

And at this moment.

Class A.

A pink notebook lay open on the table. The boy rested his chin on his hand, staring blankly at the notebook.

In his mind.

I recalled the scene from that day.

canteen.

Shen Yi threw a wad of napkins directly on the ground.

Xu Qingzhe is really not a pervert.

He simply felt that littering was a very bad behavior.

So after Shen Yi and the others left, he hesitated for a long time before deciding to go forward, pick up the paper, and throw it into the trash can.

That is precisely why.

He saw a large pool of bright red blood inside the crumpled tissue.

And then.

On his way back to class, he took the wrong turn because he was thinking about this, and went upstairs from the other side of the teaching building, in a direction where almost no one walked.

He saw it again—

Shen Yi sat on the stairs, holding Jiang Yue, only her back was visible, as if she were crying.

Jiang Yue's expression was also complicated, seemingly particularly sad, as if she was troubled by something.

And then.

Chenyi never appeared again.