There was a hint of worry in his tone, as if the news was like a heavy stone weighing on his heart.
Lin Zhiyue tilted her head slightly, a puzzled look on her face, and subconsciously asked back: "So what?"
In her opinion, this was just her own business and she didn't understand why it caused such a big stir.
Seeing Lin Zhiyue's nonchalant expression, Mu Siwen became more and more anxious. He took a step forward and gestured with his hands unconsciously, trying to make her realize the seriousness of the matter: "Zhiyue, the Qu family is different. They have always been rivals with our families. Over the years, the open and covert struggles have never stopped. Once the news of you and Qu Chi spreads, they will definitely not let it go. This matter is really not as simple as you think."
He spoke quickly, his words full of worry.
After listening to this, Lin Zhiyue frowned slightly, a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes, and her tone remained firm: "So what? Qu Chi and I have nothing to do, and we are not afraid of what their family will do."
There was a fearless courage in her eyes, as if no difficulty was too much to fear in front of her.
Mu Siwen took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. With a gentle and patient expression on his face, his eyes always fell gently on Lin Zhiyue's face, and he slowly said: "Zhiyue, I know you have always been free and easy, and you don't care about those rumors from the outside world. I have always admired your open-mindedness. But have you ever thought about your family? They are all people who truly love you. Once those malicious rumors are rampant, how can they stay out of it and not be affected?"
He paused for a moment, staring at Lin Zhiyue closely, observing her reaction, and then continued, "As for your friends and colleagues, living in such a complex social circle, it is inevitable to have everyone's opinions and discussions. The conflict between the Qu family and our families has been going on for a long time. If the matter between you and Qu Chi continues to ferment, not only you, but also everyone around you will be dragged into this dispute and implicated."
As Lin Zhiyue listened to Mu Siwen's words, her originally relaxed brows gradually twisted into a knot, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.
She knew in her heart that she could really not care about those rumors, but her family was the softest place in her heart. How could she bear to let her family get hurt because of her and be talked about without reason?
Mu Siwen keenly caught the looseness in Lin Zhiyue's expression, and was delighted. He decided to strike while the iron was hot. His voice became softer and slower, as if he was afraid of disturbing Lin Zhiyue's thoughts: "Besides, Zhiyue, think about it carefully. There is a family feud behind Qu Chi. At that time, they will try their best to make the two families marry. Do you want to be with Qu Chi? This will make this relationship extremely complicated. Is this really what you want?"
Every word of Mu Siwen was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lin Zhiyue's heart again and again.
Her originally determined eyes gradually showed a trace of confusion, and her mind involuntarily began to think about everything that Mu Siwen said.
She didn't even know Qu Chi, let alone dating him or even marrying him.
Marriage, once the word was linked to Qu Chi, Lin Zhiyue felt a sense of resistance in her heart.
She firmly believed that her family would not force her into such a marriage driven by interests, but if she really had to pay a price for this relationship, such as the peace of her family and the trust of her friends, she was unwilling to see that at all costs.
Lin Zhiyue raised her eyes and looked straight at Mu Siwen, with confusion and a hint of vigilance in her eyes. She opened her lips slightly and said slowly, "But what does all this have to do with you?"
In her opinion, her love life should be her private matter, and she was puzzled by Mu Siwen's earnest advice.
She stared into Mu Siwen's eyes, trying to find the answer from there. The breeze blew gently, ruffling her hair, and the atmosphere became a little subtle for a moment.
Mu Siwen faced Lin Zhiyue's confused and wary gaze, and his heart tightened. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.
After a brief silence, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice trembling slightly: "Zhiyue, you think this has nothing to do with me, but you have never been an insignificant person to me."
Lin Zhiyue's face was full of confusion. She stared at Mu Siwen with her eyes fixed, her brows slightly furrowed, and her mind was working rapidly, trying to understand the deeper meaning behind his words just now. But no matter how hard she thought, she felt confused and could not figure it out.
Mu Siwen looked at Lin Zhiyue with tenderness and doting in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, fearing that his straightforward words just now had frightened her.
Then, he bent down slightly, so that his eyes were level with Lin Zhiyue's, and with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in his voice, he said in a gentle and persuasive manner: "Zhiyue, think carefully, in your heart, what kind of person is Brother Sven?"
After hearing this, Lin Zhiyue raised her head slightly, her eyes drifted into the distance, and she was lost in memories.
She recalled the few times she had spent time with Mu Siwen, and each time was vivid in her mind.
Once, they went to a private restaurant together for dinner. When ordering food, Mu Siwen carefully remembered the preferences she mentioned casually and considerately avoided the foods she was allergic to.
During the meal, he always handed her tissues and helped her add water at the right time, and every little detail was taken care of.
Another time, when visiting an exhibition, Lin Zhiyue got separated from the crowd because he was concentrating on appreciating the exhibits.
Just when she was a little flustered, Mu Siwen found her first. His anxious and concerned eyes made her feel warm in her heart.
Recalling these warm moments, Lin Zhiyue's mouth corners unconsciously lifted up, and a sweet smile appeared on her face. She looked at Mu Siwen and said seriously and sincerely: "Brother Siwen is very good."
Mu Siwen had a mysterious and passionate smile on his face, and he looked just like a cunning big bad wolf, slowly weaving a gentle trap.
He leaned closer to Lin Zhiyue, his voice low and full of temptation: "Zhiyue, I'll ask you again, what do you think of Brother Sven? This time, don't think of me as a brother, try to think of me as a man, think about it carefully."
When Lin Zhiyue heard this, her eyes widened instantly, filled with surprise and disbelief.
She subconsciously took a step back, as if she was burned by this sudden question, her lips trembled slightly, and she stammered, "You, you, what do you mean?"
At this moment, her mind went blank. She never thought that Mu Siwen would ask such a question.
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