Chapter 141 How Much Do You Like Me?
When Jin Siyang came back, his expression was a little fluctuating, but he returned to normal when he saw Cen Nian.
"Do you want to eat? Qin Zhouyan said he would treat us to a meal." Cen Nian held his hand, and the two of them talked in whispers.
"Eat. Of course I have to eat this idiot's food." Jin Siyang changed his posture and held her fingers tightly. The two of them walked around the periphery of the playground. There were fewer people on this path. The branches and leaves on both sides were constantly flying, leaving only rustling sounds.
Jin Siyang was about to say something when Cen Nian called out unexpectedly, "Mr. He?"
He Yuci saw this and put out his cigarette. He waved his hand to dispel the smell: "Cen Nian, what a coincidence."
"Mr. He, why are you here at Beijing University?"
"I heard the opening ceremony of the school sports meet was very grand, so I came to take a look." He Yuci's eyes fell on their intertwined hands: "Are you guys going on a date?"
Cen Nian smiled shyly: "Well, let's go shopping and then have dinner. Mr. He, do you want to join us?" she asked politely.
He Yuci smiled gently: "I won't go. It's not good for you two to be alone as a light bulb."
Cen Nian smiled embarrassedly.
"Okay, then I won't disturb you. See you next time." He Yuci spoke first. Somehow, when he saw the intimacy between Cen Nian and Jin Siyang, he always felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
A confrontation between men, a mixture of loss and a certain jealousy, complex and difficult to describe.
Especially Cen Nian's complete trust and shyness towards Jin Siyang made him feel even more suffocated.
Maybe he hasn't been in a relationship for too long, so when he meets a suitable girl who interests him, he becomes eager to take action.
The opening ceremony of the school sports meet was not worth his trip. His ultimate purpose in coming here was just to see Cen Nian.
Why Cen Nian? He couldn't explain it. Perhaps it was because she was too pure and clean, a purity he had long since lost. So when he met Cen Nian, he had a few more thoughts about her.
Haha, he was just laughing at Jin Siyang’s youthful arrogance, but now he is jealous of such a young man.
Jin Siyang pulled her away. Cen Nian noticed that he was not in the right state and wanted to divert his attention: "What's wrong, boyfriend?"
"What's wrong?" Jin Siyang looked around and said something else.
"You look a little unhappy." Cen Nian ran up to him, walked towards him backwards, and Jin Siyang frowned slightly: "Watch the road."
"It's okay, aren't you going to help me watch it?"
Cen Nian's eyes were curved and watery, and anyone who saw them would feel soft-hearted: "Jin Siyang, how much do you like me?"
"I like it very much." He replied in accordance with her wishes.
"How much do you like it?"
Jin Siyang was struck by her childish tone. The corners of his mouth curled up and he made a circle with his hand: "Well, about this much."
Cen Nian smiled even brighter, and she made a bigger circle: "Then I like you so much!"
Jin Siyang smiled. He caressed Cen Nian's neck, pulled her close to him, and kissed her on the lips: "Thank you for liking me. It's my honor."
He Yuci, who was not far away, watched for a long time, then finally took out a cigarette and lit it.
Other people's happiness is within reach, but his happiness, when it appears, does not belong to him.
The day before returning to the United States, Jin Siyang asked for Cen Nian's consent and took her to meet her grandparents.
Cen Nian was a little nervous. She hadn't been with her elders for a long time, and now they were her boyfriend's grandparents. She was anxious and timid, and she kept clasping her hands while sitting in the car.
After Jin Siyang put away his things, he found her nervous look funny. He broke free from Cen Nian's hand and said, "Your hands are red. Don't be nervous."
"What if your grandparents don't like me?" Cen Nian hummed, feeling depressed.
"No, they're looking forward to seeing you."
Cen Nian seemed to be unable to hear his comfort. Now, no matter what Jin Siyang said, it seemed in vain. She asked again: "Will grandpa and grandma give me a check and let me leave you?"
Jin Siyang couldn't help laughing: "Well, then you take the check and continue to be with me."
"Is this possible?"
"What's wrong with that?" Jin Siyang asked again, "Or do you want to take the check and leave me?"
Cen Nian shook his head: "No."
"Don't want what? Don't want the check or don't want me?" Jin Siyang asked gritting his teeth.
Cen Nian whispered: "I won't leave you."
"Yeah, good."
Cen Nian's nervousness instantly dissipated when he saw Mr. and Mrs. Jin.
The old lady looked at her with a smile: "Little girl, I said we would meet again, you see I was right!"
Cen Nian was stunned for several seconds: "Grandma, it turned out to be you..."
"Yeah, I told you, I have a tall and handsome grandson who's studying at Stanford University!"
Cen Nian was just surprised, but Mr. Jin had been dignified and solemn all his life, but when facing Cen Nian, he was worried about scaring her, and he managed to force out a kind smile, which seemed a bit funny.
They were very nice people. They asked about Cen Nian's studies and life, but were also considerate enough not to ask about Cen Nian's family situation.
They knew the situation in her family. They would know the truth once they investigated. The little girl had a pitiful life experience, and now they were her elders.
Cen Nian accompanied Mr. Jin in painting. She had learned some watercolor painting, and it happened that the old man loved painting the most, and he would stay in the study for an hour.
Jin Siyang couldn't sit still several times and wanted to go up and take a look, but the old lady teased him again: "Why? Are you worried that your grandfather will break you up?"
Jin Siyang touched his nose. Although he didn't say anything, he made his attitude clear.
The old lady said unhappily, "Don't worry, we support you and Nian Nian."
"Thank you, grandma."
In the study, the old man chattered on and on: "The artistic conception is the most important. What we care most about in Chinese painting is the blank space."
"Yes, Grandpa, you are right." Cen Nian answered sincerely.
"Xiao Nian, is your aunt okay?"
Cen Nian was stunned for a few seconds: "It's fine, my aunt got married and is currently settling in the UK."
"Well, as long as you live happily." The old man's voice was a little hoarse. "I still remember your aunt. She was a decisive and impetuous person. She was proud and confident. I am sorry for her."
Cen Nian didn't know what to say, so he just said, "Grandpa, it's all over."
"Yeah, it's all in the past. Now that you and Si Yang are doing well, I feel relieved."
Old Master Jin took out a thick file bag from the drawer and handed it to Cen Nian. "This is for you. Take a look at it when you get back. Grandpa didn't prepare any gifts for us. This is for you and Si Yang."
After leaving at night, the old lady took Cen Nian's hand and said: "Niannian, come visit grandpa and grandma more often!"
Cen Nian's eyes were sore. She looked at the old lady holding her hand and sniffed: "Well, I understand."
On the way back, Cen Nian's nose was still a little blocked. She opened the thick document bag and a Jin Group equity transfer document fell out.
There was a piece of paper on it, and Grandpa Jin's sharp and handsome handwriting was clear and distinct: Si Yang, do whatever you want to do, grandpa and grandma support you.
Then there was a property certificate, for a detached villa in a wealthy area of Beijing, with Cen Nian’s name written on it.
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