Hearing the noise while sitting outside the door, Shen Silan looked up and quickly got up to block her way.
"What's wrong?"
Su Ping bent down and patted his little head, only to see him shake his head firmly.
"Your uncle is in a bad mood right now, so you'd better not go in."
Even he had just been scolded and thrown out; if it were this woman in front of him, she would probably be so scared that she would cry.
What a hypocrite! Su Ping felt a surge of warmth, pinched his cheek, and walked past him toward the door.
Shen Silan was extremely anxious as she watched the door being pushed open.
Why is this woman so stubborn?
"Get out! Didn't I tell you not to come in?"
Hearing the door open, Shen Jiayu spoke without turning his head.
His voice sounded choked up, as if he had just been crying.
Su Ping touched the light switch on the wall, and the room was instantly illuminated.
Shen Jiayu sat at the table, squinting uncomfortably. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard a familiar voice.
"Ah Yu, it's me."
Shen Jiayu subconsciously closed the diary and put it in the box. After packing, he stood up and looked at Su Ping: "Why are you here?"
Su Ping walked over to touch the metal box, but Shen Jiayu reacted strongly and blocked her hand.
Is this person born in the Year of the Ox? They're so strong.
Su Ping rubbed her aching hand and looked up into his eyes: "These are her things, aren't they?"
Shen Jiayu's eyelashes trembled, but he did not deny it.
After a silent moment, he felt a pair of hands hug him from behind.
Shen Jiayu's tightly wound heartstrings snapped completely. He took off his glasses, turned around, and hugged Su Ping, tears streaming down his face.
"She told me everything that happened that year. It turns out she only ever saw me as a younger brother, and the only person she ever liked was Mo Yu..."
Su Ping sighed and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.
It's indeed hard to accept that the faith that has sustained me for so long has suddenly collapsed.
She also said that she wished me to find my own happiness.
After Shen Jiayu finished speaking, he cupped her face and looked at her deeply.
"Pingping, let's get married after you graduate, okay?"
Why are you asking again?
Su Ping stepped out of his embrace, her expression somewhat serious: "Ayu, there's something I've actually wanted to tell you these past few days."
"It's about Silan."
Seeing her serious expression, Shen Jiayu frowned and listened to her finish speaking.
"You mean, Mo Yu might still be alive?"
After hearing Su Ping's words, Shen Jiayu still couldn't quite believe it.
After Mo Yu sent someone to deliver the share transfer documents to him, he disappeared without a trace. Some say he became a monk because he missed his deceased wife too much, while others say he fell ill and found a mountain forest to quietly wait for death. There are all sorts of theories.
But no one suspected Mo Ruinan, since he was abroad at the time. How could he possibly return to China and imprison Mo Yu?
But regardless of whether he is still alive or not, for Si Lan's sake, he should find an opportunity to visit the Mo family compound.
No wonder he saw so many locks last time…
“Ah Yu, Mo Ruinan will be holding an art exhibition at the end of this month. There should be no one in the Mo family compound then. You can go to Mo Yu’s room at that time. I suspect there’s some switch inside that can open that wall.”
Shen Jiayu nodded, then suddenly looked down and nuzzled Su Ping's hair, looking somewhat unhappy.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Su Ping was dumbfounded. What was the problem?
[Host, he just asked you if you would marry him.]
The Calabash Brothers couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but remind him.
Su Ping playfully punched Shen Jiayu's chest, feigning shyness: "How can you ask such a question? Girls all like romance..."
Shen Jiayu almost couldn't catch his breath; he hadn't expected Pingping, who looked so thin and weak, to be so strong.
romantic?
He then had his assistant plan more than ten options for him, letting her choose the one she liked.
Shen Silan, who was praying for Su Ping outside the door, saw the two of them laughing and talking as they opened the door and came out. Her expression was as if she had seen a ghost.
Suddenly, Su Ping's image in his mind was comparable to that of Ultraman.
Her uncle not only didn't scold her, but she also managed to appease him.
It seems he'll have to curry favor with this woman from now on, so he can hide behind her and save his life when he angers his uncle.
"Ah Yu, haven't you eaten?"
Shen Jiayu paused for a moment, then nodded.
He hasn't eaten anything since he got back.
"Then you go sit over there and wait for me. I haven't eaten yet either. I'll cook some noodles and we can eat together later."
"You can even cook noodles?"
Shen Jiayu was somewhat surprised, watching her nod proudly: "Who do you think you are? If you want to win a man's heart, you have to win his stomach!"
[Host, Shen Jiayu has a stomach problem and can't take your abuse.]
Calabash Brothers quickly spoke up to remind her, "It wouldn't be good if we ate her food and ended up in the hospital."
Shut up!
Su Ping completely ignored the Calabash Brothers' voice, rolled up her sleeves, and went downstairs to the kitchen.
Shen Jiayu watched her retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips. Then he noticed that Shen Silan, standing not far away, was staring intently at him.
"Uncle, you look so silly when you smile, just like Lele."
That brat actually called him a dog!
After Shen Silan finished speaking, she took off running downstairs, heading straight for Su Ping without a care in the world.
Just kidding, if you're even a fraction slower, you're going to get a spanking!
Su Ping was familiarizing herself with the ingredients in the refrigerator when Shen Silan suddenly rushed over and grabbed her leg, almost causing her to drop the eggs she was holding.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Silan stuck out her tongue, looking at Shen Jiayu coming downstairs behind her with lingering fear, and then accused Shen Jiayu first: "Uncle wants to hit me, you have to save me."
Shen Jiayu laughed in anger when he saw him turn the tables on Su Ping, who then pulled him behind her to shield him.
"Domestic violence won't solve anything. He's still young. We can talk things over."
Now that Shen Silan had someone to back her up, she smugly made a face at him.
"Do you even know what he said that made you so biased towards him?"
Su Ping corrected him: "What he says is not important. He is still young and speaks without thinking. Ayu, you are an adult. What's wrong with being lenient with him?"
Okay, okay.
Shen Jiayu found that she could always come up with a bunch of fallacies to shut him up, so he smiled indulgently and went to sit down at the table.
Before Shen Silan could even wipe the smile off his face, he saw Su Ping squat down in front of him with a serious expression and pinch his cheek.
"Silan, as a boy, you should be responsible for your actions. You can't hide behind a girl next time."
She suddenly became so gentle.
Shen Silan blushed slightly and nodded subconsciously.
"Then go apologize to your uncle now, okay?"
Shen Silan glanced at Shen Jiayu over there with a conflicted look, then at Su Ping. Seeing Su Ping's encouraging gaze, she nodded and walked towards Shen Jiayu.
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