Chapter 112 I can’t take it anymore!!!

A hint of joy flashed across Shen Que's eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

He couldn't let Meng Zhiyi realize that he could hear his thoughts.

But when he heard that she seemed to have started to waver, he couldn't help but get excited.

"Is there anything you want to eat? Tell me and I'll ask them to buy it."

After taking a few deep breaths, Shen Que walked over to Meng Zhiyi's side, his tone gentler than before.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the joy hidden in it.

Meng Zhiyi had already made up his mind not to waver and gave him a cold look.

Shen Que was not angry, but became happier instead.

"Then buy some of the food you like, and you can eat whatever you want when the time comes."

Meng Zhiyi gritted his teeth secretly and clenched his fists.

[Hold on! ]

【I am not moved! 】

"Whatever!" she replied sullenly, then turned around and ran towards the crowd as if escaping.

Seeing her running away, Shen Que couldn't help laughing out loud.

Meng Zhizhou stood beside him with a complicated expression on his face, and the older brother's protective nature was fully activated as if he had been electrified.

"Shen Que, are you serious or just playing around?" He asked directly without beating around the bush.

Anyway, everyone can hear Meng Zhiyi's thoughts, so there is no need to hide them.

Shen Que stopped smiling and his expression became serious.

He turned around and answered with sincerity in his eyes: "Seriously."

"Why?" Meng Zhizhou was very curious. He had clearly wanted to cancel his engagement with Meng Zhiyi immediately.

It's only been a few months, and not only have you changed your mind, but you've also fallen in love with it?

"Is it because I can hear her inner voice?"

Shen Que lowered his eyes and was silent for a few seconds before he spoke: "At first, I was just like you, wanting to know everything that would happen to her in the future from her inner voice."

Hearing this, Meng Zhizhou's expression became a little more serious.

Shen Que did not deny it and continued, "That was a very despicable idea, so I temporarily gave up the decision to cancel the engagement."

"What about now?" Meng Zhizhou asked again.

"I don't know when I started to like her. I was really sure of my feelings when she was kidnapped."

"It was the first time I was so scared of losing someone."

"I like her... or rather, I want to love her."

"I don't force her to respond to me immediately. I have plenty of time to wait for her to open up slowly."

This was the first time that Shen Que confessed his feelings to others since he was a child.

For no other reason than because he is Meng Zhiyi's family member.

In the entire Meng family, if there is anyone who treats Meng Zhiyi better, it is Meng Zhizhou.

He couldn't say that he disliked his sister Meng Zhiyi, he just disliked her a little bit, but he still gave her everything that a daughter of the Meng family deserved.

Gold and silver jewelry, clothes and bags, pocket money that is higher than the average person’s annual income, etc…

Meng Zhizhou stared at him and knew that Shen Que was not the kind of person who would bother to tell lies.

After a moment, he let out a long sigh.

She said: "She is too wary of us. She seems to be affectionate on the surface, but in fact she has no affection for any of us at all."

"I also know that this result is caused by us. So I don't expect her to eliminate her hatred towards us in a short time."

"But, she treats you a little differently. I can only ask you to be more tolerant of her."

Shen Que hummed lightly and nodded, "Don't worry, she can be as impulsive as she wants when she is with me."

A hint of surprise flashed through Meng Zhizhou's mind.

He stared at Shen Que for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

People in the upper circles of the capital said that Shen Que had a kind face and a kind heart, and never took those prostitutes in the circle seriously.

There was no woman around him.

Even regarding the much-rumored Song Wei, he has responded more than once that the rumors are untrue.

But at this moment, he, who everyone thought would never fall in love with anyone, said these words in front of her with great sincerity.

It was also the first time for a grown-up girl to ride in a sedan chair.

Meng Zhizhou waved his hands: "Alright, I can't say more. But remember, if I know that Zhiyi has been wronged by you one day, I will never let you off easily."

Shen Que: "Okay."

Soon, the bodyguard who went to purchase returned with a full load.

They have clear division of labor: some are responsible for setting up tents, some are responsible for organizing ingredients, and some are responsible for making fire and grilling meat.

Meng Zhiyi sat on a camping chair, crossed her legs, and chewed a fresh cucumber with a crunchy texture.

She looked at the bodyguard who was busy making a fire not far away and shouted, "Don't overcook the meat. I want it medium rare."

The bodyguard who was fanning the fire desperately slowed down immediately, then looked at the sizzling pork belly on the charcoal fire in panic.

"This... is it medium rare?" he asked his colleague beside him uncertainly.

"Maybe...it's a personal preference?"

The bodyguard pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment: "Okay, put all these on the plate and I'll take it to Miss Meng."

A few minutes later, Meng Zhiyi looked at the bloody pork belly on the plate, and her face wrinkled like a Shar Pei dog.

"Are you sure this is edible? There's blood on it, and it's not steak!"

The bodyguard said in all seriousness: "Didn't Miss Meng just say that she wanted it medium rare?"

"?" Meng Zhi's cheeks puffed up with anger.

Seeing this, the bodyguard was ready to accept punishment, but he heard Meng Zhiyi shouting at Shen Que who was setting up a tent for her in the distance.

"Shen Que! Come and grill me some meat!"

Bodyguard: Great, Young Master is taking the blame for me.

Shen Que came over when he heard the sound and saw a plate of half-cooked pork belly on the small table in front of her.

His handsome face sank slightly and he walked forward to take it away.

Then, he looked at her tenderly and said, "I'll go bake some more for you. Eat the fruit first, okay?"

Meng Zhiyi gritted his teeth secretly, forcing himself to have a bad attitude.

"I'm starving, can I just grill some meat?"

Shen Que reached out and handed the plate to the bodyguard behind him, then bent down and kissed the chattering little mouth without warning.

"Don't be angry, I'll go and bake it again for you."

Meng Zhiyi was stunned immediately, his eyes widened.

【……】

[I can’t take it anymore!!!]

[This man knows witchcraft! ]

Shen Que chuckled, then touched the top of her head and said lovingly, "It will be fine soon."

The bodyguard standing by looked up at the sky, wondering in his heart: Is this woman under a spell cast by the young master?

Is this still his cold-hearted young master?

This is clearly a scholar whose soul has been taken away!

Afterwards, Shen Que went straight to the stove and took over the task of grilling the meat.

When the golden, spiced and fragrant pork belly was brought to him, Meng Zhiyi really couldn't find a reason to lose his temper, so he could only lower his head and eat frantically.

Unfortunately, the weather was not good and it started raining just when we were halfway through the meal.

Fortunately, the bodyguard had foresight and bought a tent that was big enough.

The rain hit the tent with a loud patter, getting heavier and heavier.

Meng Zhiyi had eaten and drunk his fill and was about to return to his tent to take a nap when he saw a figure stumbling towards them in the rain.

The bodyguards also noticed this man, and two of them stood up and went over to stand guard.

"Help! Help!"

The woman ran closer, shouting for help.

Meng Zhiyi stood up curiously and wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by Shen Que: "Let them see what's going on first. Don't approach strangers in this remote place."

Meng Zhiyi stood there obediently, but his eyes were fixed on the front.

The woman was soaking wet, her hair was disheveled and stuck to her face, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

It was not difficult to see that her clothes had many holes in them, and her muddy hands also had scars of varying degrees.

"Can you help me call the police? My friend and I were tricked into coming here, and they're going to sell us out."

"My friend hasn't gotten out yet. Please, save us."

The woman fell to the ground, her voice full of fear and pleading.

The bodyguard first helped the man up, and after making sure there was no danger, he came over to tell Shen Que and Meng Zhiyi.

"Then help them call the police." Shen Que said.

The bodyguard nodded and turned to talk to the woman.

"What are your and your friend's names? We are calling the police for you now. Your family should have also reported the case."

The woman trembled all over and replied, "My name is Lin Xiulian, and my friend's name is... Lin Luoluo."

"Who?" Meng Zhiyi came over in a flash, and asked in a serious tone: "You just said, what's your friend's name?"