Realizing that she was a little unhappy, Shen Jiarui immediately said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. I won't tell anyone but my older brother."
"Mm." Shen Shuyuan nodded, then turned and went downstairs.
Shen Jiarui followed along eagerly.
He is 1.86 meters tall, a full 20 centimeters taller than Shen Shuyuan.
Following in her footsteps, the two walked into the elevator side by side.
The elevator was going down, the doors were closed, and only the two of them were there.
Realizing that there was no one else around.
Shen Jiarui smiled, mustered his courage, bent down slightly, and placed his hand close to Shen Shuyuan's hand.
Her hands were white and slender, and a large palm clasped hers and took her hand.
Shen Shuyuan instinctively tried to shake him off.
But then she quickly realized what was happening, her hand flinched slightly, then returned to calm, letting him hold it tightly.
The warmth of my palm was transmitted to you.
The dampness made Shen Shuyuan very uncomfortable.
Shen Jiarui was sweating.
He was a little nervous, after all, this was the first time he had ever been involved with Chen Shuyuan as her boyfriend.
He was as innocent as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
bite--
The elevator doors opened.
Shen Shuyuan took his hand and walked towards the ward.
Shen Jinmo had already woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed drinking millet porridge.
Hearing footsteps, I slowly turned around.
Shen Shuyuan still couldn't overcome her psychological resistance and let go of Shen Jiarui's hand.
Shen Jiarui didn't think much of it, assuming she was just shy.
He happily ran into the ward.
"Brother, this joke went way too far! Other people are showing off, and you're playing dead. You're really something." Shen Jiarui scolded Shen Jinmo.
Shen Jinmo slowly ate his porridge, the pain in his chest coming in waves, which even the painkiller injection couldn't suppress.
In fact, he almost died; it was his strong will to survive that caused him to die.
He wanted to ask Lu Zhiwei in person why she wanted to kill him, why she wanted him to die.
After he actually woke up, Lin Jing showed him the surveillance footage from the bar.
He reached the same conclusion as Lu Zhiwei.
The uninvited guest who barged into the private room that day was not the real Lu Zhiwei.
They have different body shapes.
Even though they have the same face, their temperaments are completely different.
He was just too drunk that day and didn't react immediately.
"Is faking death a crime?" Shen Jinmo put down his bowl, having lost his appetite.
"No, I didn't do it. But it was disgusting. I shed two tears for you and almost caused a scene at the Artists' Alliance. It almost got out of control." Shen Jiarui pouted, feeling more and more aggrieved as he thought about it.
If he keeps pretending any longer, he might actually tear down everything related to Lu Zhiwei.
"Don't cause any more trouble for Lu Zhiwei. She wasn't the one who stabbed me, or I'll make sure you never have a peaceful end to this." Shen Jinmo said ruthlessly, his deep eyes flashing with cold light.
"Oh." He didn't care anymore.
He'll most likely be busy dating from now on.
Shen Shuyuan took Shen Jinmo's clothes to the trash can outside the ward and disposed of them without disturbing the two brothers' conversation.
When Shen Jinmo noticed that Shen Shuyuan was not there, he asked her about it.
"You two are together?"
Shen Jiarui chuckled, "Big brother, you noticed? Aren't we a perfect match?"
Shen Jinmo's eyes were deep and he felt that their relationship was progressing too quickly, which did not seem to be a good thing for Shen Jiarui.
When did this happen?
"It's been a long time." He couldn't answer exactly how long.
Shen Jiarui thought Shen Jinmo was asking how long he had liked Shen Shuyuan.
Actually, Shen Jinmo wanted to ask them exactly when they got together.
If they had just gotten together, Shen Shuyuan was definitely hiding something.
but--
He won't expose it.
Her becoming a couple with Shen Jiarui was a cause for celebration for the entire Shen family.
Shen Shuyuan returned after throwing away her things.
"What are you talking about?" Shen Shuyuan asked with a smile.
Shen Jinmo withdrew his idea of digging deeper and sincerely wished them well, saying, "Have a good talk. I will give a generous gift for the wedding."
"How much is the gift? I want this amount of money." Shen Jiarui held up all ten fingers.
His dream since childhood has been to make a big splash at Shen Jinmo's wedding.
Who told him to be the richest member of the Shen family?
“Okay,” Shen Jinmo replied magnanimously.
The more generous his promises, the more disheartened Shen Shuyuan became.
What she least wanted was to receive Shen Jinmo's blessing.
Anyone is fine—except him.
——
As soon as Lu Zhiwei got off the plane, a black Cayenne was parked at the airport exit.
Lu Zhiwei, dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt and jeans, had a baseball cap on her head and black sunglasses perched on her straight nose, obscuring her delicate features.
“Miss Lu.” The driver who came to pick her up was dressed in a black tuxedo, with blond hair and a pair of bright blue eyes; he was a typical local from the United States.
The visitor was Kevin, the master's butler.
Lu Zhiwei and the housekeeper gave each other a brief hug: "Long time no see."
Greet someone in fluent English.
The other person took her suitcase and put it in the trunk: "Mr. Grayson missed you very much."
"Me too."
Lu Zhiwei got into the car, and the Cayenne slowly headed towards a top-tier estate in the suburbs.
Grayson was Lu Zhiwei's mentor and had been instrumental in her success. He also provided her with the initial funding for the Artists' Alliance.
The old man lost his wife when he was young and has been deeply grieved ever since, never remarrying.
Therefore, he had no children and originally intended to hand over his business to her.
Unfortunately, Lu Zhiwei insisted on returning to China three years ago, so he had no choice but to give up on the matter.
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