"Shuyuan, as long as you say that you mistook me for my brother because we look alike, I'll believe you and I won't be angry anymore." Shen Jiarui tightly gripped the ring on his ring finger.
Even for the sake of this ring, he had to give himself a way out.
If he could just let bygones be bygones and continue to be with Shen Shuyuan, he could forget everything that happened today.
“I didn’t pull the wrong person, why deceive yourself? My brother is injured, but you’re lively and energetic. In that situation, of course I would choose to save him. If something had happened to him, how would we explain it to Grandma, how would we explain it to the entire Shen Group?”
Shen Shuyuan has her own pride and will never bow her head.
However, her words did help Shen Jiarui calm down to some extent.
He stood up, walked to her side, and gently took her small hand in his: "Did you really think that back then?"
"Otherwise what? What do petty feelings and love matter in the face of the Shen family's interests? As members of the Shen family, we should have a broader perspective." It was rare for Shen Shuyuan to be willing to say so much to him.
Shen Jiarui still had a small knot in his heart.
He was angry that she hadn't told him to get up and run away with her, and he resented that she hadn't even offered him a decent word to comfort him.
Fortunately, he has had a strong self-healing ability since childhood.
He quickly adjusted his mindset and comforted himself: "Okay, it's alright. I know you've always thought of the Shen family in everything you do since you were little. I'm sorry for you. Let's not talk about these upsetting things. Let's put this behind us today. You won the championship, so I'm celebrating with you."
"Yes." Shen Shuyuan knew she still needed Shen Jiarui as a shield.
Now is not the time to kick him out.
I can only appease him for now and try not to think about anything else.
Unfortunately, this fool is too easy to fool.
Like a dog, it wags its tail and begs for mercy as soon as it's given a little treat.
He led her out of the stadium and back to the car.
When Shen Jiarui offered to hug her, she didn't resist anymore.
In fact, Shen Jiarui could sense it.
She was more enthusiastic than usual.
But this enthusiasm seems to have stemmed from guilt.
Even though he was holding her, she remained stiff and tense in his arms.
The way the two of them interacted was very strange, so strange that it didn't resemble that of a normal couple at all.
We booked a private room at a high-end restaurant.
Shen Jiarui asked the waiter to bring a bottle of champagne and a bottle of red wine.
At the dinner table, the two clinked glasses and drank together. Shen Jiarui, as always, was the talkative one, chattering on and on about his childhood with Shen Shuyuan.
Shen Shuyuan responded with a faint smile, not indifferent, but not particularly happy either.
All she could think about was that.
Lu Zhiwei has schemed against her so thoroughly this time.
How will she strike back gracefully?
Make her regret what she did today.
Shen Jiarui noticed her absent-mindedness and drank one glass of wine after another by herself.
He drank himself into a stupor.
When the dinner ended, Shen Jiarui was flushed from drinking and couldn't tell which way was which.
Shen Shuyuan called a designated driver to take Shen Jiarui back to the Shen family's old residence.
When the car arrived at her doorstep, Shen Shuyuan asked the housekeeper to bring the bodyguards over and escort the person upstairs.
Shen Shuyuan planned to take a short lunch break before returning to the company.
But Shen Jiarui wouldn't have it, clinging to her hand and crying, "Come back to the old house with me, and meet my parents."
He wanted to set a date as soon as possible.
This way, unexpected accidents won't happen.
Shen Shuyuan never thought about marrying him.
"You're drunk, let's do it next time," Shen Shuyuan repeatedly declined.
After watching the live broadcast of the morning's match, everyone in the Shen family knew that she was now the second young master's girlfriend.
The butler chimed in, "Miss Shen, why don't you escort the Second Young Master upstairs? He's drunk and feeling unwell; he needs a hangover soup."
"That's right, you used to cook for my older brother all the time, so you have to cook for me today too."
Shen Jiarui suddenly started competing with Shen Jinmo.
In order to prevent him from making a big fuss, Shen Shuyuan had no choice but to escort him upstairs.
After escorting him to his bedroom, the butler and servants left. Shen Shuyuan helped him take off his shoes and then turned to leave.
Shen Jiarui hugged her from behind and pushed her down onto the bed. His lips, reeking of alcohol, pressed against her neck as he whispered, "Don't go, Shuyuan, don't go. Please."
Despite her discomfort, Shen Shuyuan tried her best to hold his hands apart: "I'll go make you some hangover soup. Didn't you cry and make a fuss about wanting to drink it?"
“These are things for servants to do, how can you be so troubled to do them? Let’s do something else worthwhile.” Shen Jiarui turned her over so that she lay flat on the soft bed, her gaze fixed on him.
Shen Jiarui gazed at his girlfriend's face, then slowly pressed his thin lips to hers.
In this relationship that started suddenly and that he feared would end without a trace, he was filled with anxiety and uncertainty every day.
He needed the alcohol to gain a sense of security.
They'd been talking for quite a while, but he still hadn't been able to kiss her.
If word gets out, the second young master of the Shen family will be laughed at.
Driven by his pride, he forcefully and boldly grabbed Shen Shuyuan's hand and kissed her.
His thin lips were about to cover Shen Shuyuan's bright red lips.
She turned her face away again.
Shen Jiarui was, after all, the proud second young master of the Shen family, and had been spoiled by his family since childhood. He had never been treated like this before.
He gripped Shen Shuyuan's chin, his fingertips tightening forcefully, forcing her to face him.
Shen Shuyuan desperately pushed against his shoulders with both hands, "Shen Jiarui, you're drunk, calm down."
"I'm not drunk. I know what I'm doing. Is it wrong for me to kiss my girlfriend?" Shen Jiarui always doted on Shen Shuyuan.
But this time, he wanted to be assertive.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to swallow this insult.
In the struggle, Shen Shuyuan raised her hand and slapped Shen Jiarui hard across the face.
The crisp sound of the slap finally snapped Shen Jiarui out of his daze.
His bloodshot eyes stared in disbelief at the petite figure on the bed. He braced himself on the bed with his arms, slowly got off her, and sat blankly to the side.
The burning sensation on half of his face seemed to brand him with shame.
Shen Shuyuan saw that he remained silent.
She sat up in bed, crawled to the edge of the bed, took her bag, unfastened it, and handed him a hospital diagnosis report: "I didn't mean to stop you from kissing me, it's just that I can't kiss at all."
Deeply affected, Shen Jiarui accepted the diagnosis report handed to him by her.
It's an allergen test report from the hospital.
The above roughly means that Shen Shuyuan suffers from saliva allergy.
Shen Shuyuan never shared a cup or utensils with him, which he assumed was due to her obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness since childhood.
It turns out there were always clues to follow.
Shen Jiarui was instantly comforted and hugged her tightly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. You should have told me sooner. I will never have this thought again."
At worst, he'd never kiss her again.
Even if we do *that* after we're married, skipping this step and going straight to the point isn't out of the question. It might lack a bit of romance, but compared to her physical safety, what does that matter?
Shen Shuyuan rested her chin on his shoulder, a dark glint flashing in her eyes.
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