Chapter 297 They are different!
Cen Lian'an's fingers trembled slightly, and the silver fork made a crisp sound when it collided with the porcelain plate.
She raised her eyes, met Yun Zheng's concerned gaze, and forced a smile. "That's different."
"What's the difference?" Yun Zheng pressed on, tapping her fingers lightly on the table. "Didn't you and Cheng Yuxiao say back then that you were just friends?"
The sunlight outside the window was suddenly blocked by a cloud, and the light in the dessert shop dimmed.
Cen Lian looked down at the tiramisu on the plate. The cream had begun to collapse slightly, just like her shaky disguise at the moment.
Yun Zheng reached out and lifted Cen Li'an's face, making her look at her. "You told me that an ordinary friend was engaged, why did you drink all night?"
"An An, if you like someone, you like them. If you don't like someone, you don't like them. If you like someone, you won't have any regrets even if you're rejected. But if you don't say it, you might end up with a lifetime of regret."
At that time, Cheng Yuxiao and Cen Lian'an were obviously interested in each other, but neither of them took the initiative to break the window paper.
In the end, Cheng Yuxiao found a new love, and she was not the only one who felt sad.
"Zheng Zheng, they're different..." Cen Li'an's voice trailed off, almost fading into thin air. She unconsciously poked the collapsed tiramisu with her fork, the cream stained on the silver fork tip like a ball of unresolved worry.
"Cheng Yuxiao, we have always been just friends. He has never told me that he likes me or not."
She lowered her head, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, "But... Jiang Chenyu... "
Yun Zheng stared at her for a few seconds and asked curiously, "What happened to him?"
He told her more than once that he loved her!
She could feel that Jiang Chenyu was pursuing her.
Cen Lian'an's hand was tightly gripping the small silver spoon, his knuckles turning slightly white.
She opened her mouth, then pursed her lips, as if trying to swallow back the thoughts that were about to come out.
"Zheng Zheng, I..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and her eyes were wandering, avoiding Yun Zheng's sight. "I don't know how to tell you."
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows, tapped her fingertips on the table twice, and smiled knowingly, "What? Did Jiang Chenyu confess to you?"
Cen Lian'an's face instantly turned red, and the tips of his ears were almost red.
She hurriedly picked up the water cup and took a sip, but choked and started coughing. Drops of water slid down the corners of her lips, as if she was in an unconcealable panic.
"He... he did say that," she finally admitted quietly, her fingers tightly gripping the glass, her fingertips turning slightly white from the pressure. "But..."
"But what?" Yun Zheng leaned closer, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "He has such good conditions. He's handsome, has a good family background, and he cares about you. What are you still hesitating about?"
Cen Lian bit his lower lip, his voice so low that it almost sounded like he was talking to himself: "But..."
"There's no buts. Dating doesn't mean you have to get married. If we really aren't suitable for each other, we can break up." Yun Zheng was puzzled.
"Being in a relationship is just a process of getting used to each other. It doesn't mean you have to be together after you've been in a relationship. Not being together is illegal."
Cen Li'an shook his head, his eyes slightly red. "He... is too good. I know I am not worthy of him."
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then sighed and reached out to hold Cen Li'an's cold fingers. "An'an, you have to understand that in love, there is no such thing as being worthy or not, only being willing or not."
She didn't expect that Cen Lian, such a confident and outgoing person, would become insecure because of a relationship that could not even be called a love relationship.
Cen Lian raised his head, his eyes filled with tears, as if the softest part of his heart had been touched.
"Zheng Zheng, please let me think about it again. I'm so confused right now and don't know what to do."
Yun Zheng reached out and hugged her, softening her voice to comfort her, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat something first, and then we can go for a walk."
Cen Lian nodded slightly and forced himself to shift his attention to the tiramisu in front of him.
She used a spoon to gently scrape up a small spoonful of cream and put it into her mouth. The sweet taste instantly exploded in her mouth, but she couldn't taste anything.
Yun Zheng looked at her helplessly and shook her head. She took out her cell phone, secretly took a photo and sent it to someone.
Anyway, she has said everything she needs to say. Jiang Chenyu is a competitive person, and the final choice depends on Cen Lian'an himself.
The two stayed in the dessert shop for a while. Yun Zheng asked the waiter to pack two servings of tiramisu before leaving Sweet.
Although it is noon and the sun is shining brightly, this winter sun is not warm at all and feels cold when it shines on people.
Cen Lian buried half of his face in the cashmere scarf and pushed open the glass door of Sweet.
The moment the cold wind blew into her collar, Yun Zheng, who was beside her, lowered her head to adjust her gloves when she suddenly heard a voice so sweet it made her nauseous, "Honey, my hands are so cold~"
The sound was like a dull knife scraping across glass.
Yun Zheng froze. She would recognize this voice even if she died. It was Yun Ruzhu's voice.
Yun Zheng thought that she was meeting her enemies again, but she met Yun Ruzhu and Zhou Yushen again.
But when she looked up, she found that the person making the sound not far away was indeed Yun Ruzhu, but the 'husband' she was talking about was not Zhou Yushen, but someone else.
The old man with a beer belly is Mr. Wang Zhiqiang, the general manager of Longheng Real Estate. He is a few years older than Yun Tianqing. Anyway, he is old enough to be Yun Ruzhu's father.
The women I've played with can form dozens of tables!
Yun Ruzhu can no longer be considered a mistress, so she can't even be considered a mistress.
At this moment, he was pinching Yun Ruzhu's waist with his fat hands wearing gold rings, and his slick mouth was almost touching her earlobe, "Baby, can your husband warm you up?"
Yun Zheng's fingers suddenly clenched the handle of the paper bag, and the plastic packaging made a harsh "crunching" sound.
Cen Lian followed her fixed gaze and saw that Yun Ruzhu was almost hanging on Wang Zhiqiang, with the belt of her mink coat hanging loosely, revealing the sequined miniskirt that barely covered her hips.
Yun Zheng couldn't help her physiological reaction, and a feeling of nausea suddenly surged up. She pinched Cen Lian'an's arm tightly and didn't say a word for a long time.
Cen Lian watched Yun Ruzhu standing on tiptoe to feed a strawberry into Wang Zhiqiang's mouth. The old man took the opportunity to suck on her glitter-coated fingertips, and his Adam's apple rolled with a sticky sound.
The impact of this scene is so strong that even the old lady walking her dog quickened her pace
When Yun Ruzhu, with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, was stuffing the second strawberry into Wang Zhiqiang's mouth, she caught a glimpse of Yun Zheng standing frozen in place.
She paused, and the corners of her bright red lips slowly curled up into a harsh arc.
"Oh, isn't this my dear 'sister'?" She deliberately stretched out her voice, as sticky as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
As she turned around, the mink coat slipped off her shoulders, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
Wang Zhiqiang followed her gaze, his cloudy eyes scanning Yun Zheng back and forth.
His fat palm was still pressed against Yun Ruzhu's waist and hips, and the gold ring was shining brightly in the sunlight.
"Who is this?" His voice was hoarse and muddy from excessive smoking and drinking.
Yun Ruzhu smiled sweetly and leaned on his shoulder. "Boss Wang, this is the fake Yun Zheng I mentioned to you before, the one who has been living and eating for free in our house for twenty years."
She deliberately emphasized the word "fake", but her eyes were fixed on Yun Zheng's expression, but unfortunately she didn't see what she wanted to see.
"Zhuzhu." Wang Zhiqiang suddenly interrupted her, his greasy eyes wandering over Yun Zheng. "This lady is actually prettier than in the photo."
He let go of Yun Ruzhu and took a step forward. The smell of cheap perfume mixed with cigarette smoke hit him in the face. "Yun Zheng, right? You're so beautiful. Why don't you consider following me? You won't have to work so hard."
He pulled a gold-stamped business card from his crocodile leather wallet and held it between two fingers, handing it over. "You can't just come into Longheng Real Estate if you want to, but... as long as you follow me, all my money will be yours."
Wang Zhiqiang held the business card between his fingers and his greasy eyes scanned Yun Zheng back and forth, as if he was evaluating a commodity.
His gold ring reflected a dazzling spot of light in the sunlight, falling on Yun Zheng's tense jawline.
"Mr. Wang, you're joking." Yun Zheng's voice was colder than the winter wind. A hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, but more of it was disdain. "I'm not interested in serving an old man."
Wang Zhiqiang's smile froze on his face and his thick lips twitched.
Yun Ruzhu immediately came close, her fingers painted with bright red nail polish rubbing circles on his chest, "Hubby~ I've already told you she's ungrateful~"
"Interesting." Wang Zhiqiang suddenly grinned, revealing his cigarette-stained teeth.
He took a step forward, the tip of his leather shoe almost touching Yun Zheng's boots. "Miss Yun has quite a temper, doesn't she?"
He reached out to pinch Yun Zheng's chin, "But I just like taming wild horses and like little peppers."
"Take your dirty hands away!" Cen Lian suddenly pulled Yun Zheng behind him. The cashmere scarf slipped off during the movement, revealing his red cheeks from anger.
She was half a head shorter than Yun Zheng, but at this moment she glared at Wang Zhiqiang like a mother cat protecting her cubs. "Do you dare to touch her?"
Wang Zhiqiang was stunned, then burst into shrill laughter.
He turned to Yun Ruzhu and said, "Your sister's friend is pretty exciting, isn't she?"
As he spoke, he reached out to lift Cen Li'an's scarf, "My little beauty, how about you come with me? I promise you'll have a better future than you have now."
Just as Wang Zhiqiang's fat hand was about to touch Cen Lian'an's scarf, a slender figure cut in between them like lightning.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of dislocated bones was accompanied by Wang Zhiqiang's pig-slaughtering scream.
Jiang Chenyu appeared on the scene at some point and was holding Wang Zhiqiang's wrist with one hand, bending the finger with the gold ring backwards to an incredible angle.
"You're looking for death!" Jiang Chenyu's voice was as gentle as jade, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all. "I can't bear to touch someone, and you dare to attack him openly!"
He was wearing a well-tailored black coat today, which made his skin look cold and pale, and his eyebrows and eyes looked like ink.
At this moment, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Zhiqiang, who was sweating in pain, with even a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
At the same time, another tall figure walked quickly from the side.
Fu Linghe pulled Yun Zheng into his arms, the hem of his dark grey cashmere coat drawing a sharp arc in the air.
"Are you okay?" He lowered his head and asked Yun Zheng, his voice as low as the resonance of a cello.
Without waiting for an answer, his sharp eyes swept towards Wang Zhiqiang, his eyes so cold that they could freeze.
Wang Zhiqiang's face was pale at this moment, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. "Jiang, Jiang Shao...it's a misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding..."
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