Chapter 497 I Can't Accept It
The man touched her face with his fingers, and the aggression in his eyes almost overflowed.
Seeing such an intimate posture, everyone looked over, and Qin Si's thin lips raised a slight curve.
"Okay." Jiang Zhiyue reminded him softly.
Qin Si raised his eyebrows slightly. She probably did something wrong again, so she didn't dare to look him in the eye.
His eyes met Sheng Huaian's, and there seemed to be a thin layer of ice in his eyes, and he even let out an ambiguous sneer.
"You are thoughtful." Sheng Huaian passed by, and Qin Si's cold voice was full of sarcasm.
Under the daylight, the men were all dressed in neat black suits, creating a solemn atmosphere. Sheng Huaian took off the inappropriate ear studs on his ear bones, and the background where he stood became bright.
At first glance, Sheng Huaian, who dyed his hair back to black, looked like he came out of a comic book. He had a very unique temperament, his eyebrows and eyes had a hint of youthfulness, but also had the energy of a mature man.
"Is there?" Sheng Huaian sneered.
Qin Si's slightly restrained cold eyes did not change much from the deep-rooted things in his bones. He was arrogant and domineering, and was used to looking down on people of the same class with a condescending attitude.
He didn't like to laugh, especially when Jiang Zhiyue was not around. His thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and he looked like a grim devil.
"You really want me to compete with Junyue?"
How could Qin Si not know what happened to Jiang Zhiyue? The Qin family's Guangya Communications could even eavesdrop on conversations between global government officials and the president, and had caused a huge eavesdropping scandal.
As long as Qin Si is willing, he can know everything he wants to know, and Jiang Zhiyue's every move can be under his surveillance.
"I really can't hide anything from you." Sheng Huaian turned around with a faint smile on his face. If people didn't know, they would think they were discussing something in a friendly manner.
"You've never been in love, right? To seduce a woman is not to just say a few sweet words or stay overnight at her house."
Qin Si didn't believe Sheng Huaian's lies. He clearly felt Jiang Zhiyue's loosening. To some extent, her heart had already leaned towards him.
Sheng Huaian was like a hand that suddenly stretched out from both ends of a scale, and the swaying ball in the center of the scale was Jiang Zhiyue's heart. Sheng Huaian used cheating methods to force Jiang Zhiyue to the other side.
Sheng Huaian is not such a kind person. He is willing to give Jiang Zhiyue to Chu Junyue. The reason he does so is nothing but selfish.
Sheng Huaian on the opposite side had a smile in his eyes, without a trace of sadness, but deep in that smile there was something that could not be dissolved, obscured by layers of thick fog.
Qin Si stared at the pair of eyes, then his gaze shifted slightly and fell on the huge portrait.
He suddenly laughed, "Huai'an, you look a lot like Mr. Sheng."
Then he changed the subject and said in a low voice, "I wonder if Zhiyue looks like Mr. Sheng or the late wife? From my point of view, Zhiyue... doesn't look much like your brother."
Who is Qin Si? Who can play tricks in front of him? Sheng Huaian is also very cunning, but he made a fatal mistake. They regarded each other as rivals in love, so the rival’s sense of smell for the same kind must be extremely sharp.
This is also a mistake that many people make. This is an emotion that humans are born with. When you are truly moved, you cannot conceal it. No matter how hard you try, you suppress it deep in your heart and hide it, it will be revealed in your eyes and in any tiny detail.
"Brother." At this moment, Jiang Zhiyue turned around and waved.
Under the daylight, two equally young faces and determined and powerful eyes overlapped at some point.
These eyes are slightly similar, but the spirit and energy are simply copy and paste.
Qin Si looked at it thoughtfully for a moment, and then the conversation with Sheng Huaian ended unpleasantly. He could have understood Sheng Huaian's dissatisfaction with him as a confrontation between camps.
However, there were always some things that Qin Si could not ignore. He waved his hand and whispered a few words to his subordinates beside him.
The Gu and Chu families stood together. Chu Junyue at least concealed his gaze a little. Gu Zhaoye leaned on the wheelchair, acting like a young master, and had no idea what being subtle meant.
He stared at Jiang Zhiyue and even counted every time she blinked. He looked so focused that if someone didn't know, they would think that Gu Zhaoye was taking an exam.
They were talking to each other and Gu Zhaoye couldn't get a word in. This funeral could be described as a large-scale social event rather than a memorial for Mr. Sheng.
Jiang Zhiyue became the center of the social circle. Even Mr. Wang from Xibeilizhou could not help but praise her, saying, "Girl, your speech was very wonderful. Mr. Sheng was blessed in his previous life to have such a good granddaughter like you."
"Huaian, you've worked hard too." He patted Sheng Huaian on the shoulder. The photos that Mr. Wang had received in the email before were all about the dirty deeds of Mrs. Sheng.
"I went to check it out myself. This Sheng Hui... is so disappointing. Don't worry, we old subordinates only recognize you and this girl as the masters of the Sheng family."
An old man with military merits was going to recognize Jiang Zhiyue as his master. Gu Zhaoye pricked up his ears to listen, feeling sincerely happy for her but also disappointed.
He remained silent, which was rare, and then heard Sheng Huaian say, "This is all thanks to Jun Yue. It was Jun Yue who found those illegal factories and wiped out those crazy people in one fell swoop. Jun Yue is the hero."
Mr. Wang and Mr. Chu were old friends, and he praised Mr. Chu for having a good grandson. Mr. Chu joked, "I also hope to have a good grandson's wife."
At this time, Gu Zhaoye finally couldn't hold it in anymore and said sullenly, "What the hell is this old man thinking?"
"Gu Zhaoye!" Father Gu restrained himself again and again.
Gu Zhaoye was so annoyed. They were all trying to steal his wife, and there were also some who liked to matchmake people for each other. There were also a few hungry wolves next door.
Who understands him? It makes me so angry.
Jiang Zhiyue bent down, but Gu Zhaoye didn't want to shake hands with her. He just reached out and hugged her tightly, saying solemnly, "Zhiyue, I'm sorry."
The funeral was full of twists and turns. All the performers were powerful veteran actors, and the scene was even more grand than Mr. Sheng’s birthday party when he was still alive.
Who would feel sad for him?
Probably yes...
Sheng Huaian accompanied Mr. Wang and his old subordinates and stood in front of the tombstone.
At that moment a strong wind blew, making the man's clothes rustle. He stood in front of the tombstone with his head lowered, looking extremely sad.
Everyone left, but Sheng Huaian still stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the old man in the portrait.
"There are some things in my heart that I can only tell you, Grandpa."
He murmured, like a sincere mourning, "I cannot accept Zhiyue being with any man except me."
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