Chapter 56, let me say it again, come here.
Tan You, with an air of "If I don't go to hell, who will?", said, "I'll find a chance to tell my ancestors that I want to pursue you."
Lin Zaoyi's eyes widened suddenly. "What are you doing?"
"What do you mean, 'what are you going to do'?" Tan You looked at her. "If I don't smear this fire on you, do you think you'll have a good time?"
"...What kind of crazy method is this?"
Tan You then asked, "Then tell me what to do?"
Lin Zaoyi was speechless.
"Do as I say!"
Tan You stuck his finger out and poked her forehead, making it jerk. "Wake up right now!"
"I really don't understand, why do you have to hang out with my brother of all people?"
Having vented her emotions, Lin Zaoyi was no longer afraid and protested, "Can you please stop using 'gao'? It sounds awful."
Tan You glanced at him, "Is that the point?"
Then he complained, "My brother is just a little handsome, have you never seen a handsome guy before or what?"
Zao Yi retorted, "Why don't you say your brother is shallow and only cares about my looks? If you're so capable, go and persuade him to change his ways."
Tan You hesitated for a moment, then honestly admitted defeat, "I wouldn't dare, I can only advise you."
The terraces are less than ten meters apart.
The uncle and nephew chatted casually.
During their casual conversation, Tan Zhengli suddenly changed the subject, "Zhaojing, what do you think of that girl your sister-in-law brought...?"
Tan Zhaojing showed only a slight surprise, his voice calm and even as he asked, "Did my uncle come to persuade me?"
Without giving a direct answer, Tan Zhengli already understood, and his brow furrowed unconsciously. "Not to mention your elder brother and sister-in-law, your grandfather alone is in serious trouble."
After a moment of silence, Tan Zhaojing raised his lips slightly without a smile, "It all depends on human effort."
As an elder, Tan Zhengli should offer some advice, even if it's nonsense. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of two figures emerging from the shadows.
A breeze blew by, stirring up the withered leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Tan Zhaojing's interest waned, and his expression gradually froze.
Lin Zaoyi was completely unaware when Tan You suddenly grabbed her wrist. She instinctively tried to pull away but failed. "What are you doing?"
Tan You gestured for her to look up at a 45-degree angle.
Lin Zaoyi subconsciously glanced up, her gaze meeting the man's. The neon lights reflected in his pupils, giving them a slightly amber hue—cold, sharp, and piercing.
The younger uncle of the Tan family, standing to the side, appeared calm and collected. He was dressed in a suit, holding a wine glass, with a faint smile on his lips.
Tan You risked being killed by his cousin, shaking his hand tightly clasped with Zao Yi's, "As you can see, Zao Yi and I are together."
Lin Zaoyi: "..."
She gritted her teeth secretly, "Let go of me!"
Tan You lowered his voice, "I'm doing this for your own good!"
Tan Zhengli laughed. "Good lad, you're not afraid of death."
He added fuel to the fire, "Tan You, do you want to go and tell your brother Zhao Jing?"
If the uncle could ask such a question, he must know something. Tan You looked at his cousin, and a single glance was enough to rip his nerves away.
He paused for a moment, then asked, "Uncle, whose side are you on?"
Tan Zhengli remained neutral, saying that his children and grandchildren had their own lives to live, and besides, he was just an uncle with his parents there, so it wasn't his place to worry about them.
Holding his wine glass, he turned and entered the banquet hall.
Tan You: "..."
That's going too far; it shows no respect for elders.
Lin Zaoyi lowered her head silently. Even without making eye contact, she could clearly feel the man's gaze on her head, as if it were icy cold, yet suppressing a scorching heat.
I couldn't help but shiver.
Tan You was also afraid, but what could he do? He couldn't watch his cousin fall into the trap; he had to end this ill-fated relationship!
Thinking back to a while ago, although those details have become blurred, they are not difficult to pick up again.
From the beginning, when my cousin said he didn't treat Zaoyi as a sister, I thought he was narrow-minded. But it turns out he had designs on her. Then came the murderous look in his eyes and the sudden arrangement for her to join the crew. He clearly saw her as a rival in love.
Perfect, I can take revenge while I'm at it.
He said goodbye politely, "Brother, we're leaving."
"You were allowed to leave?"
The voice rolling in his ear was cold and devoid of warmth, "Let go, don't force me to do it."
After hesitating for half a second, Tan You relaxed, his palms sweaty. He wiped them on his clothes. "Brother, what do you mean by this?"
Pretending to know nothing, she asked, "Why do I get the feeling that you don't want me to be with Zaoyi?"
Without giving him a chance to speak, she continued, "Your opinion isn't that important. My mom really wants Zaoyi to be her daughter-in-law."
Then, he looked at the girl next to him and asked, "Do I meet Aunt Ming's standards for a son-in-law?"
Lin Zaoyi just wanted him to shut up, so she lowered her voice and said, "Be quiet and don't say anything."
Tan You's voice was normal. "Anyway, I'm determined to pursue you until you agree. If you don't agree, I'll pester you every day. I won't even film anymore. Compared to that little bit of breach of contract fee, you are more important to me."
Lin Zaoyi: "..."
As expected of actors, they have a whole repertoire of fake romantic lines.
"I'll say it again, come here."
The person's voice brushed over my head.
Her voice was flat, but she clearly sensed that a storm was about to break.
They were indeed scared, but compared to the series of chain reactions that followed, it was also an opportunity to clear themselves of any involvement.
She looked at the person with renewed vigor, "Even without Tan You, it wouldn't be you."
After saying that, she turned on her toes and quickly fled from the place that was suffocating her.
She didn't run around and stayed by her mother's side the whole time. When they arrived at Xiyuan, she immediately slipped back to her room.
She was still wearing his coat, which she took off and hung on a hanger on the balcony. As the coat swayed, she could smell his scent.
It was faint, yet it overpowered her senses.
I rubbed my nose, but the smell was still there.
No, I can't think it smells good.
She rushed into the bathroom, using the scent of shower gel to cover up his smell. This self-deceptive approach only provided temporary comfort; she could no longer smell him, but the lingering unease still haunted her.
They can't be driven away no matter what.
My phone received a message: "[Should I come up or go down?]"
It seems like a choice, but in reality, there is no choice at all.
Her eyes were full of resistance.
Less than half a minute later, the phone beeped again: "[You have five minutes]"
"..."
Fuck you.
It's not like your employees are acting so domineeringly.
I felt a little better after saying hello.
She made a call, and while waiting for it to connect, her fingertips unconsciously fiddled with the phone. After two long beeps, the other end answered.
She subtly adjusted her breathing. "Brother Zhaojing, I need to rest."
He didn't say anything, and she simply assumed he had agreed, so she said thank you to herself.
However, five minutes later, there was a knock on the door, which startled her. "Who is it?"
A low growl came through the crack in the door, "Me."
She dared not refuse to open it.
Anyone who saw her would know she was not far from death.
The door had barely opened a crack when it was shoved in by an irresistible force. She stumbled backward due to the momentum, and the man, thinking she was running away, grabbed her wrist, hooked his arm around her waist, and slammed her against the corner of the wall.
The cramped and oppressive atmosphere created a sense of unease, making her tremble uncontrollably.
Whoever comes in will be pushed off the cliff with her.
She forced herself to remain calm. "Brother Zhaojing, can we talk about this tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Tan Zhaojing's eyes were cold and deep, as dark as the night outside. "I'm afraid that when I wake up, you'll be my sister-in-law."
She was fearless and, in a moment of impulsiveness, retorted, "If she really becomes your sister-in-law, you can't stop her."
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