"A secret? And it's related to me?" Wen Yan immediately became interested.
She was incredibly curious, staring intently at Shen Jinghe with her big eyes.
"Tell me quickly, tell me now, I can't wait to know."
Ahhh, what secret does Shen Jinghe hold? He's so intriguing! Actually, I have a secret too, but I don't know if I can tell you.
Even if I told him, he probably wouldn't believe me. After all, it's like the world collapsing, and I might not even be in this world when I open my eyes tomorrow morning.
Sigh! Never mind, I'd better not say anything more and just listen to him.
Wen Yan leaned closer to Shen Jinghe, her body pressed against the table, and urged him, "Speak up, are you mute?"
At this moment, Shen Jinghe, though not mute, was more like a mute than a mute.
He froze on the spot after hearing Wen Yan's thoughts.
What does it mean for the world to collapse and for the world to no longer exist?
Could she just vanish into thin air?
Since when has this world become so fantastical?
Shen Jinghe prepared to continue to confess to Wen Yan that he could hear her thoughts.
But in the blink of an eye, everything went black for a moment.
He didn't know if it was just psychological.
The scene just now wasn't a complete blackout; everything around was still there, except for the spot where Wen Yan had been sitting, which merged with the night and vanished into nothingness.
Is this secret something that cannot be told?
Will she really disappear after I expose her?
Should I take this risk? No, a voice inside told me I couldn't.
The thought that she might disappear completely extinguished any interest he had in her thoughts and her prophetic abilities.
"A big star? Shen Jinghe? Mr. Shen?! Hey, what's wrong?"
Shen Jinghe seemed lost in thought until Wen Yan called him back.
He grabbed Wen Yan's hand that was waving in front of him, looked into her eyes and said:
"You're making my eyes blurry, stop shaking."
Wen Yan frowned: "I can stop shaking, but you scared me. Can we still talk? Are you tired? Why don't you go back and rest first?"
"I'm not tired." Shen Jinghe put down Wen Yan's hand and smiled at her. "Actually, the secret I want to tell you is that I know what you're thinking."
"???" Wen Yan looked completely bewildered. "That's it? What kind of secret is this? Then tell me what I'm thinking right now?"
"Ah, of course it's this one!"
As if by magic, Shen Jinghe suddenly picked up a paper bag from the ground and placed it on the table.
"Something delicious?" Wen Yan opened the paper bag, looked inside, and smiled. "It's alright, you guessed right. I did want something to eat. Is this the local specialty you mentioned on the phone?"
"Hmm, have a taste."
"It's hard to open, the box is too tight."
"Useless fellow, let me handle this! Okay, eat up."
"Thank you! By the way, have you eaten it? Is it sweet? If it's too sweet, I don't want to eat it now; I'll save it for tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I've tried it, it's not sweet."
"Okay! Mmm...it's so delicious, aren't you going to eat some?"
"I have no appetite."
"No, please! How can you not have an appetite after carrying this all the way back by hand? Have a bite, come on!"
It's impossible for it not to be sweet! It's just too, too sweet.
He even lied to me, saying it wasn't sweet and that I should eat it without worry. I have to force him to have a few pieces today.
Wen Yan forced him to eat, and Shen Jinghe, unable to avoid it, had no choice but to open his mouth.
As soon as the pastry entered his mouth, he realized why Wen Yan insisted on shoving it into his mouth.
It's too cloying!
Wen Yan could tell from his expression that he had figured it out.
"Are you kidding me? You're really wicked, Shen Jinghe! You have to eat with me!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Actually, Shen Jinghe couldn't remember what he had just said, because he was a bit confused.
However, upon seeing the lifelike Wen Yan before him, his chaotic thoughts gradually disappeared.
While Wen Yan was tidying up the pastries on the table, he took a scarf from the paper bag at his feet and tied it around Wen Yan's neck.
Wen Yan was taken aback: "My bun! You touched my bun, I'm going to take a picture."
"..." Shen Jinghe was speechless. "Shouldn't you be focusing on the scarf I gave you? It's a special design, a limited edition, that a high-end luxury brand gifted me to this event."
"You're giving me something this nice? That would put a lot of pressure on me."
Shen Jinghe frowned: "What kind of pressure are you under?"
"I don't know what gift to give in return. It's not like pastries, which are readily available everywhere."
Shen Jinghe scoffed, "Who wants you to return it? You gave me two in total, one for you and one for Mom. Just take good care of Shen Pili while I'm away."
"But I might be very busy in the future, and I might not have much time to take care of Shen Pili."
Shen Jinghe rolled his eyes at Wen Yan: "Is it because my Mandarin isn't standard enough? If you don't want it, then give it back. Keep taking pictures, didn't you want to take pictures?"
"Um... I feel a little embarrassed that you're watching me here."
"Oh dear, don't forget what your profession is. Give it to me and I'll take a picture for you."
"NONONO, I've never seen you take a single decent photo of me. Look at the ones I take myself, those are what you call normal quality."
Wen Yan then showed it to Shen Jinghe, but when she was swiping through the photos, she accidentally swiped too far and a photo of her and Shen Jingchuan appeared on the screen.
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