Chapter 147 How did you get this scar?
The sun is shining exceptionally brightly today.
Therefore, there was a brownish scar on the back of Su Niannian's fair hand.
It was presented to Shen Qingbei with exceptional clarity.
He felt as if he had been choked.
Breathing became difficult without my noticing.
He stood there, stunned, for a long time.
They were in a daze, as if their souls had been ripped out.
This sudden change stemmed entirely from the reawakening of the light within him.
"You... how did you get this like this..." Shen Qingbei tried hard to find his voice, but what came out was dry and hoarse.
Like someone who has lost their voice for a long time.
Seeing him staring blankly at the scar on the back of her hand, Su Niannian casually glanced at the location of the scar as well.
A look of confusion flashed in his eyes: "I don't remember, it seems like it's been there since I was a child."
This scar has been with her since she was very young.
As time passed, the scar faded and she felt nothing at all. If the zookeeper hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about the scar altogether.
Shen Qingbei clearly remembered that he didn't want others to see him in such a disheveled state that day.
Therefore, he sat with his back to the pond on a rock.
He didn't notice the little girl's appearance, but he never forgot the wound his cufflink had left on the back of her hand.
It's the position on the right.
Su Niannian's scars were also left from her childhood.
Could they be the same person?!
Was she the only little girl who ever gave him warmth during that cold winter?
Shen Qingbei never experienced the warmth of family affection growing up.
He was born into a life that was never expected.
During his twelve years in the Shen family, he had very few opportunities to see his mother; the only people who stayed by his side were the servants who took care of him.
Lin Yin will never know that on her birthday, Shen Qingbei secretly went to the Shen family's old house, wanting to celebrate Lin Yin's birthday like his other brothers.
That day, he got up early, took several buses, and arrived at the Shen family's house with a handwritten greeting card in hand.
Unfortunately.
He wasn't even allowed to enter the gate; the butler refused him entry.
No one really took him seriously in his life, and he had long been used to licking his wounds alone.
So, the appearance of that little girl was like a ray of light shining into his life.
A tremendous storm raged in Shen Qingbei's heart.
It constantly bombarded his brain nerves.
He clenched his fingers.
He suddenly turned around and walked forward.
"Huh?" Su Niannian blinked, confused by his actions: "Don't you want your apple anymore?"
She was still holding the apple in her hand.
But the only answer she received was the cool winter breeze.
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Aunt Chen knew that Su Niannian would be back for lunch, so she started preparing lunch early. When Su Niannian walked into the villa with an apple...
A sumptuous lunch has been laid out on the table.
"Young Madam, did you buy the apple on the way? But why did you only buy one?" Aunt Chen asked with a smile.
Su Niannian shook her head: "Aunt Chen, I didn't buy it. It was left behind by the older brother who takes care of Pudding."
She walked to the dining table and casually placed the apple on it.
Aunt Chen glanced at the apple: "This apple variety is quite good, sweet and crisp. Sigh, how can you just throw it away like that? It's such a waste."
Su Niannian explained for him, "He probably had something urgent to do and didn't have time to take it."
Aunt Chen set out the bowls and chopsticks: "That's possible, young mistress. I made your favorite shrimp and vermicelli soup today. Please eat it while it's hot."
After washing her hands, Su Niannian came back, sat down in a chair, thought for a moment, and said...
"Aunt Chen, please serve me a bowl of shrimp paste and vermicelli soup and put it aside later."
"Young Madam, if you would like to have dinner again, I can make it for you now. The noodles have all clumped up if you leave them out for too long."
“It’s not for me. I wanted to take a bowl to Xiao Song, who cut her hand this morning. I also have a tube of wound healing gel, so I’ll take it to her too.”
Aunt Chen suddenly realized that the young mistress was kind-hearted and always thought of others. It was truly rare to see someone so thoughtful at such a young age.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
A figure was reflected on the ground outside the window of the villa's dining room.
The sunlight cast a long shadow of Shen Qingbei.
He stood quietly under the window, like a voyeur, listening to the conversation inside.
His heart was once again touched by Su Niannian's kindness.
"Woof woof woof".
A dog suddenly barked inside the villa.
Then Su Niannian's voice came through.
"Little sister, don't call out."
The youngest sister stood by the window, lowered her body, and growled at the outside.
Su Niannian put down her chopsticks, got up and went to the window, peeking out to look outside.
There was nothing on the lawn in front of the window.
She raised her hand to touch the little sister's big dog head, her slender fingers stroking its fur.
"Alright, little sister, there's not even a fly outside. What are you yelling for? Go back and eat."
She led her reluctant youngest sister back to the dining table.
Aunt Chen had already ladled out the soup and placed it in a thermos.
She chuckled and said, "Little sister, you've been infected by the young master, all jumpy and easily startled. Who would be eavesdropping under the wall in the middle of the day? Have you eaten too much?"
The youngest sister let out a sob.
That's like saying, believe it or not.
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After finishing her lunch, Su Niannian took the ointment and a thermos and went to the two-story building at the back.
This is the dormitory where the servants rest; the environment is clean and the accommodation is good.
When Xiao Song saw that the young mistress had come to see him in person, he was so moved that he almost cried.
Her family was poor, and she dropped out of junior high school to work and help support the family. Naturally, her parents didn't give her much care or attention.
"Young Madam, thank you."
Su Niannian waved her hand and said with a smile, "Xiao Song, don't be so polite. Since you work at the villa, you're part of our big family. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me anytime."
Her tone was sincere, not just polite flattery to win people over.
Xiao Song nodded: "Understood, young mistress."
Su Niannian came out of the two-story building, and from where she stood, she could see Pudding's wooden house.
A figure was squatting on the ground in front of the house, preparing lunch for Pudding.
"Have you eaten?" A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Shen Qingbei's back suddenly stiffened.
He kept his head down, stirring the food in the bowl, trying to regulate his breathing, pretending that he had been working there all along.
"Yes, I've already eaten."
Su Niannian felt that he was breathing a little out of breath, as if he had just run a marathon.
Taking care of Pudding shouldn't be this tiring, right?
"Really? But haven't you been taking care of Pudding all this time? Where did you find the time to eat?"
If someone hits or insults him, Shen Qingbei will not hesitate to fight back, even more fiercely than the other party, because only in this way can he survive.
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