Chapter 514 Going in Circles
Sheng Huaian has been handling Sheng family affairs recently and intended to hand these matters over to Jiang Zhiyue, but Jiang Zhiyue refused.
In the past few days, except for going out to meet Qin Si once, her life pace was the same as usual. She prepared for various exams and completely ignored the disturbances in the outside world.
Every time Sheng Huaian thought he understood her, Jiang Zhiyue would unexpectedly do something he couldn't predict.
Late at night, a soft lamp in the bedroom emitted a faint glow. Sheng Huaian saw the light through the door and reached out to knock on the door.
"Can I come in, Zhiyue?"
Jiang Zhiyue nodded in agreement. She sat at the desk, on which was placed a thick set of Lici Country's financial regulations.
Sheng Huaian's eyes were gentle and his movements were light. Suddenly, he reached out and touched her head.
"Why?"
I'm not going to play around with her anymore.
Jiang Zhiyue was extremely intelligent. With just one sentence, she was able to see through the man's mind. "Brother, do you want me to inherit the Sheng family and become the mistress who rules over the three states?"
"Brother, have you ever thought about this? This is a matter concerning the right of inheritance. There are so many eyes watching you secretly, and you can't afford to make any mistakes."
"How can something fake become real?"
She closed the book she was reading, turned her head slightly, and tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her graceful profile.
Under the illumination of light and shadow, Jiang Zhiyue reached out and fiddled with the makeup mirror on the table, aiming the mirror at Sheng Huaian's outline.
Sheng Huaian glanced at the person in the mirror and felt his eyes were burning. The man who took off his diamond earrings exuded a different kind of maturity, with a high nose and thin lips, revealing his sharpness.
The corners of his lips imitated the past, and he stretched out a proud smile, which blended into the sharpness between his brows, but it could not be concealed by the smile.
"Many people say that we don't look alike. In fact, we do have very few similarities." Jiang Zhiyue's eyes were full of tenderness. "I knew you would come to find me sooner or later."
Sheng Huaian's hands hanging at his sides clenched silently. Sitting face to face with her, he was still a lot taller than her. He couldn't help but lean over slightly, as if getting closer, listening to her every word.
In fact, Sheng Huaian had always pretended that he had never read the letter in front of Jiang Zhiyue. As Mu Liansheng said, his poor acting skills were imperfect and could not deceive her.
How should he clarify this fact with her?
He would rather occupy the identity of a brother and be her eternal safe haven. He longed to let her stand in a higher position and never be looked down upon again.
Everything she has today is the result of her hard work, step by step, with firm steps.
Although Sheng Huaian met her late, he must have been a witness on this road.
"I also hope to be a member of the Sheng family, not for any other reason, but because in this way, I can be closely connected with my mother and brother by blood."
"But I'm not..."
Jiang Zhiyue made it very clear in the letter she left for Sheng Huaian.
As early as the day at the Sheng family, Old Madam Sheng sent someone to deliberately cut her hand. She turned back halfway and intercepted the maid who cut her.
She still remembered the place where the silk handkerchief in the maid's hand was stained with her blood. However, the silk handkerchief in the maid's hand had been swapped.
Jiang Zhiyue had planted the seeds of doubt since Jiang Wanrou refused to take a paternity test, and after what happened that day, she became convinced of this guess.
“Perhaps, the story between my mother and I is like a novel full of redemption.”
"When my mother lost her memory, she found me as an abandoned baby. She knew nothing about the world, but she raised me up ignorantly. We depended on each other in this world. My mother tried her best to play the role of a mother and raised me with all her heart."
"In those days, a single mother raised me with great difficulty and never considered giving up on me no matter how difficult it was."
"I know many people think she is a little cowardly, gentle, and always seems to be protected, but she is the greatest mother in my mind."
"She gave me a name, a second life, and allowed me to study and grow. What can I do for her? I can only do my best to protect her family, take back everything she deserves, and seek justice for her unfair life."
"The kindness of raising me is something I will never forget."
This was the content of Jiang Zhiyue's letter that day. After she repeated it again, Sheng Huaian could no longer deny it to deceive himself. He tried to dispel Jiang Zhiyue's doubts by saying "I haven't read it".
Why wouldn't he love her!!!?
Who wouldn't be moved and fall deeply in love with her?
He is a normal man with all kinds of emotions. When faced with a sincere heart and when someone stands before him recklessly, he would rather face the danger alone and leave all the glory and hope to him.
How could Sheng Huaian remain indifferent? Why should the depth of his feelings be measured by how long he had known her?
The man sat quietly opposite, his hands hanging at his sides slowly loosened, his palms turned red.
He closed his eyes weakly, then slowly opened them, with bloodshot eyes.
He told Jiang Zhiyue, "That's enough, stop talking."
He hoped to expose this fact, so that he could stand beside her with another identity. But he hated this fact. Why couldn't he be her family? Why couldn't he be her blood? Why couldn't he be her real brother and give her the best things in the world?
The depth of love is caring, wanting to heal the pain she has experienced and make up for the days without his company.
Sheng Huaian had to suppress his heartbeat, the sound was deafening. Jiang Wanrou lived in the room downstairs with the doors and windows closed, but he was still worried about revealing his unspeakable feelings.
Sheng Huaian's face was tense, and the corners of his lips were stretched into a cold arc. He tried to maintain a serious expression to face this sudden situation.
He reached out and touched her face. It was as soft as he had imagined. Sheng Huaian touched her very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.
"Zhiyue, if you don't want to be the leader of the three states, will you leave me?"
His eyes suddenly tightened, and his two big hands suddenly held Jiang Zhiyue's face. He lowered his head and looked at her deeply from close to her. The burning emotions in his eyes were like a blazing fire that melted everything.
And Sheng Huaian’s only target is Jiang Zhiyue.
Having said that, the fingertips that were caressing her face were unexpectedly strong, and the thin calluses scratched her a little.
Sheng Huaian suppressed the emotions surging in his eyes, and his cold, thin lips gradually moved closer, almost touching her lips, but only lightly, as brief as a dragonfly touching the water.
Sheng Huaian was unaware of this move. He said, "Zhiyue, stay with me forever."
"I...will never let anyone take you away from me."
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