Chapter 12 Tequila Sunrise "If Miss Shen needs someone to impersonate her..."
"According to the forecast from the Jingjia City Meteorological Bureau: Our city has entered the plum rain season. Over the next 7 days, the entire city will experience moderate to heavy rain, with localized torrential rain. Starting from the night of the 21st, our city will be near the center of the main rain belt, accompanied by heavy rain to torrential rain, with localized extremely heavy rain..."
When He Yan arrived, Shen Cen was checking the weather forecast for the next few days on his phone. A torrential downpour was underway outside, accompanied by thunder.
Moving is no easy task. She had originally thought she'd only be staying for a month and wouldn't need much luggage, but after packing for a long time yesterday, she still ended up with two large suitcases full. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, she asked with some concern, "With this heavy rain, is it easy to drive?"
He Yan dispelled Shen Cen's concerns: "Miss Shen, don't worry. I've been driving for the boss for several years, and my driving skills are pretty good."
She hadn't rested until nearly 3 a.m. yesterday, and as soon as she got in the car, drowsiness overwhelmed her. She covered herself with the fleece blanket beside her and fell asleep almost immediately. However, she hadn't been asleep for long when He Yan woke her up:
"Miss Shen, we have arrived."
Shen Cen rubbed his eyes, picked up his phone and saw that less than ten minutes had passed.
"So fast..." she murmured.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shiyu's house was quite close to hers.
The luggage had been delivered to Jiang Shiyu's house earlier. After putting Shen Cen down, He Yan had to return home first.
The rain was heavy, and Shen Cen stood in the rain with an umbrella, not in a hurry to go inside. She stood quietly outside the door, carefully looking around Jiang Shiyu's house.
Jiang Shiyu's house is a Western-style detached villa. The outermost ring is surrounded by an iron fence, which is covered with pink wild roses, making it very eye-catching on misty, rainy days. Inside the fence, natural marble steps start from the main gate, turn a corner, and connect to the main entrance on the second floor.
Shen Cen suddenly recalled a movie she had seen before, in which the male lead's manor had a similar style, and she had fallen in love with it at first sight. In a sense, her taste and Jiang Shiyu's taste were similar in many ways.
However, a strange feeling slowly rose in Shen Cen's heart.
The exquisite villa in front of her, the birthday gift she casually prepared but worth nearly a million, and her special assistant He Yan all made her wonder several times if Jiang Shiyu was just an ordinary bar owner, or if he was actually a rich second-generation who didn't lack money and opened a bar just to pass the time.
However, despite her suspicions, she really couldn't ask Jiang Shiyu. The two weren't actually married, and it would be inappropriate for her to inquire about his family background without permission.
"What, are you getting carried away with my top-notch aesthetic sense?"
Jiang Shiyu walked in from outside, holding a black umbrella. It had rained all night, and the weather was cool today. He was wearing a thin long-sleeved black jacket, and his wounds were covered up completely.
Shen Cen turned around, not hiding his praise: "Indeed, it's quite good. Boss Jiang's taste has always been on point."
Hearing Shen Cen's praise, Jiang Shiyu raised his chin, a smug smile playing on his lips. However, he had tilted the umbrella slightly forward, which conveniently obscured his face, so Shen Cen didn't see it.
Remembering that Shen Cen had been standing in front of the door without going in, Jiang Shiyu asked, "Why didn't you go in? Didn't He Yan give you the key?"
"Given it..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shiyu grabbed Chen Cen's sleeve and led her to an electronic screen in front of the gate. Only then did she realize that Jiang Shiyu's question had not been a question, but a statement.
"Entering new fingerprints."
Shen Cen subconsciously withdrew his hand: "No need."
Jiang Shiyu didn't speak, but grabbed Shen Cen's hand again and pressed his finger onto the screen. The difference in their strength was too great, and Shen Cen couldn't pull his hand away.
"Please enter your fingerprint again."
Shen Cen still felt it was inappropriate: "I'll only stay for a month at most, so it's really unnecessary."
"Fingerprint registration complete."
"Alright." Jiang Shiyu released Shen Cen's hand. "It's quite scary to have someone standing at the door without going in."
Shen Cen smiled sullenly, said nothing, and followed Jiang Shiyu into the house.
Jiang Shiyu's house has three floors. The first floor has a large living room, dining room, and kitchen, with a mezzanine level that almost resembles a small bar. The second floor has bedrooms, a study, and a large open-air balcony with views of the yard. The third floor has a small home theater next to a fully equipped gym.
There is also a large outdoor swimming pool in the backyard.
Jiang Shiyu led Shen Cen to the second floor, "Pick a room."
There are five rooms on the second floor, four of which are large bedrooms, all of which are clean and have brand new sheets.
Shen Cen pointed to the room furthest inside: "Is this one okay?"
The color scheme in this room is the warmest, which makes Chen Cen feel more at ease.
Jiang Shiyu: "Of course."
Shen Cen then asked, "Which room are you staying in?"
Jiang Shiyu was silent for a moment, then pointed to the room that Shen Cen had just chosen: "This one."
Shen Cen: "...Sorry, I didn't know."
Jiang Shiyu didn't care: "I'll just change rooms. When I first moved in, I didn't know which room to stay in, so I would roll the dice every day and stay in whichever room it landed on. I got used to every room."
Yes, that's a very unique approach.
Shen Cen asked with some skepticism, "Alright, which room are you planning to move to?"
Jiang Shiyu walked to the small bedroom furthest from Chen Cen's room, closest to the stairwell: "This one."
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The aunt left after cooking lunch.
Only the two of them remained in the large restaurant. Shen Cen stood somewhat awkwardly by the table and said, "Please sit down first."
Jiang Shiyu pulled out the chair in front of him, sat down, and said to the person in front of him, "You sit down too."
He didn't know why the two of them were always so polite, and he disliked this politeness.
Shen Cen chose Jiang Shiyu's right diagonal.
Taking Jiang Shiyu's injury into consideration, the auntie prepared dishes that were rather bland. However, despite their blandness, they tasted quite good.
"Chen Cen," Jiang Shiyu called her name out of the blue.
Shen Cen stopped chewing, his face full of confusion: "Hmm?"
"Oh, as long as I can hear you." Jiang Shiyu's left hand was still picking up the plate of diced chicken and shrimp in front of him with his chopsticks. "I saw you were sitting so far away, I was afraid you couldn't hear me."
Shen Cen: "..."
She pushed the bowl to the side, moving it two places closer to Jiang Shiyu.
She continued eating with her head down, watching Jiang Shiyu struggling to pick up the food in front of him. The diced chicken and shrimp seemed to be working against Jiang Shiyu; every time he shakily picked up two, just as he was about to put them in his bowl, they would suddenly jump onto the table.
"Let me get it for you." Shen Cen couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up a clean spoon from the side, scooped a large spoonful into Jiang Shiyu's bowl, and then subtly suggested, "You might find it more convenient to use a spoon these days?"
Jiang Shiyu stubbornly picked up a shrimp that Chen Cen had just put in his bowl: "I'm used to using chopsticks."
The shrimp fell onto the table with a "thud".
Shen Cen: "..."
Forget it, he's a patient, I won't argue with him.
The atmosphere between the two was quiet, but overall it was a comfortable kind of quiet. However, compared to quiet, Shen Cen preferred a more lively atmosphere.
She pointed to the shrimp and chicken stir-fry and said, "I can also make this dish; it was the first dish I learned to cook."
She recalled her time in Jingnan Town. Back then, their homeroom teacher asked each of them to try cooking a dish. Fu Meihua told her to choose something simple, like fried eggs or scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
But little Shen Cen shook her head, pouted, and hummed twice: "No, I want to make shrimp and chicken!"
Fu Meihua was both amused and exasperated: "Shrimp and chicken is too difficult, Xiao Cen, how about choosing something else?"
"not good!"
Xiao Shencen brought over two small stools, stacked them up, and stood just at the height of the gas stove: "I like shrimp and chicken the most, I want to make what I like."
Fu Meihua couldn't refuse Shen Cen, so she had to teach her how to make shrimp and chicken. Of course, the first time was not successful; the shrimp were burnt and the chicken pieces were broken. But Shen Cen was very happy and took a plate of burnt food to the neighbor's child's house to share.
"Then, they were forced to try my terrible cooking. I remember that a lot of the kids gagged while eating it, but one person ate it all and told me that I was already very good at making it the first time, and that I would definitely make it better and better in the future. So after that, I often pestered my mom to make this dish again."
When talking about her time in Jingnan Town, Shen Cen's eyes would unconsciously reveal longing and nostalgia. For her, Jingnan Town was also her utopia.
Jiang Shiyu listened for a long time, put down his chopsticks, and suddenly asked, "Chen Cen, do you really like Jingnan Town?"
Her eyes would light up whenever she mentioned Jingnan Town, sparkling like stars.
Shen Cen nodded: "Yes, Jingnan is where I grew up. Although it has been a long time, I remember every flower and tree there clearly."
Really?
Jiang Shiyu looked at Shen Cen, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Did you go back to Jingnan Town later?"
Shen Cen lowered his eyes: "No, after my parents divorced, the house in Jingnan Town was sold. And my mother no longer allows me to go back to Jingnan Town."
Fu Meihua's memories of Jingnan Town are not fond, given the ugly divorce her parents had. Naturally, she wouldn't allow Chen Cen to go back.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
“If you want to go back to Jingnan Town, I can take you back a few more times,” Jiang Shiyu said earnestly.
Shen Cen: "Great, this way we can visit Grandma a few more times."
Speaking of Grandma, "Does she know about your injury?" Shen Cen asked.
Jiang Shiyu shook his head: "Grandma doesn't know yet, but they're just minor injuries, so I'm not going to tell her."
This is still considered a minor injury...
Shen Cen recalled the bloody mess on Jiang Shiyu's arm yesterday and still felt a wave of fear.
However, since yesterday's events have already been brought up, Jiang Shiyu naturally wants to settle some scores with Chen Zhao.
His eyes darkened: "Besides that time three months ago, has Chen Zhao come to see you again?"
Not long after their second meeting, Jiang Shiyu unexpectedly bumped into Chen Zhao, who was harassing Shen Cen, when he returned home at night.
At that moment, Chen Zhao was sobered up by the cold and imposing aura emanating from Jiang Shiyu that he ran away in a panic.
It was then that he learned Shen Cen had broken up with her boyfriend. The reason for the breakup was that Chen Zhao felt inferior because Shen Cen had a higher academic background than him, and he repeatedly used psychological manipulation to make her give up her offer from Jingjia University. On her first day at Jingjia, Shen Cen broke up with Chen Zhao and blocked all his contact methods.
On the same day, he told Shen Cen, "If Miss Shen needs someone to pretend to be her boyfriend, you can contact me."
To his surprise, two months later, Shen Cen came to Si Ji and directly asked him to marry her.
A note from the author:
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[doge] Does anyone know how thrilled President Jiang was at the moment Xiao Cen proposed?
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