Chapter 50
I had barely arrived home when Shen Qianmei's invitation arrived—the process was incredibly swift.
The bride is Shen Qianmei, and the groom is Cheng Huai'an. The inscription on the document is quite interesting: Commemorating our great love at first sight.
Su Yazhi glanced at the invitation casually and tossed it aside, unable to understand the tastes of middle-aged people.
Cheng Yan's messages also came frequently; he was still unwilling to give up: "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Please think it over again and give me an answer later."
“Okay,” Su Ya replied: I’ll refuse you later.
I had just put my phone down when I received a death stare from the side.
It was clear that Shen Yiheng was a little unhappy. His shoulders were slumped, his lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed, his little emotions were clearly written all over his face.
Look at how unwilling he is, he looks exactly like a wronged little husband.
"Then I'll delete him."
“No need.” He awkwardly turned his head away, muttering to himself as if complaining, “I’m not that stingy.”
"Really?" Su Yazhi couldn't help but suppress her laughter.
At the project voting meeting, Shen Yiheng coldly overturned Cheng Yan's project proposal. Although the reasons were absurd, he was the major shareholder and had the absolute power to veto any proposal.
Cheng Yan didn't know what to say, and could only suppress his bad mood no matter how dissatisfied he was.
"The Cheng family has some good news recently, so President Cheng's focus will inevitably shift towards his family. In that case, let Manager Qianmei handle the important work at hand for now."
Su Yazhi looked up in surprise; this was utterly awful.
Didn't you say you weren't angry?
She kicked Shen Yiheng from below the stage.
Shen Yiheng remained unfazed, casually glancing in Cheng Yan's direction, a hint of amusement rising between his brows, his provocative stance blatant. He exuded confidence and composure, as if he had the situation under control, and the speed and arrogance of his pen-twirling movements grew even more pronounced.
Cheng Yan suppressed his anger and glared back fiercely.
Su Yazhi turned her head away, pretending not to see. She had let Cheng Yan invest in the first place because she was unhappy about being used and planned to swindle him out of his money.
Unexpectedly, she has now become the target of Shen Yiheng's arrogance, his chin is practically pointing to the sky, look how capable he is.
Despite the commotion, Su Yazhi glanced at the project proposal Cheng Yan had submitted. Yeah, it was definitely a pile of garbage.
Shen Qianmei was still well-intentioned. She expressed deep regret for Cheng Yan's lack of professionalism and snatched his project away. Her words were full of sarcasm: "Mr. Cheng is still too young. I suggest you study more first. Otherwise, even if you take over Hongfeng Capital in the future, you will still be helpless and just wait for the mountain to collapse."
The loud footsteps of high heels faded into the distance, but the piercing sound lingered in his ears. He breathed heavily, a cold anger suppressed in the corners of his eyes.
underground parking garage
They left almost one after the other, the three of them brushing past each other in a hurry.
After coming out of the garage, Cheng Yan intentionally or unintentionally approached, keeping a very close distance when overtaking alongside, almost brushing past each other.
Shen Yiheng cautiously steered the car, thankfully his quick reaction prevented him from being hit by Cheng Yan's car when he turned right.
But Cheng Yan's repeated provocations had completely ignited his anger. There were also a lot of cars on the road during the evening rush hour, and an accident could easily occur if one was not careful.
The lanes on both sides are now almost completely jammed with cars, and there are several huge heavy trucks following in the back lane. Danger is imminent.
Shen Yiheng stared intently at the rearview mirror, his gaze sharp as a knife.
Su Yazhi called out from the side, "Shen Yiheng."
He gently touched her palm, and when she turned her head, Shen Yiheng responded with tenderness in his eyes: "It's okay, I'll handle it."
Just when Su Yazhi thought Shen Yiheng had found an opening and was about to speed away, he suddenly swerved the car, moving so fast that he crossed two lanes in a row, and finally drove the car into the far right lane, successfully shaking off Cheng Yan.
Upon reaching the empty emergency lane, Shen Yiheng stopped driving and pulled over to the side of the road, turning on his hazard lights.
He gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and a soft, reassuring voice whispered in her ear, "Your safety is the most important thing. I won't argue with him."
Su Yazhi hesitated, stunned, her heart suddenly struck, and a glistening tear appeared in her beautiful eyes. Perhaps seeing that she was frightened, Shen Yiheng continued to gently comfort her, his simple words of solace touching her deeply.
Looking further into the distance, Cheng Yan's taillights had already disappeared into the sea of cars, and only now did the worry in his heart slowly subside.
"It's nothing." Shen Yiheng's eyes sparkled with a bright light, as gentle as the evening breeze.
Su Yazhi was genuinely frightened, and she lingered in Shen Yiheng's arms for a long, long time, seeking comfort from him.
In that instant, she remembered many things.
After the car accident in his previous life, everyone kept a safe distance, except for Shen Yiheng, who rushed towards him through the flames.
The usually savage and cold man shed huge tears, which fell onto her blood-stained face. Su Yazhi had never seen him cry so miserably and pitifully, letting out a silent, hoarse growl.
And now, just like in his past life, he protects her in his arms no matter how dangerous it may be. His warm embrace is like a safety belt, enough to make her let down her guard and stay in his arms to wait quietly.
"If I died, would you be sad?" Su Ya asked, still shaken.
A trace of sadness flashed deep in Shen Yiheng's eyes. His breath hitched for a few beats, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, his voice tinged with weariness and vicissitude: "Yes, I think I will die with you."
The violent pounding of her heart caused her blood to flow rapidly, and Su Yazhi suddenly raised her head, her pale face drained of color.
He's capable of doing it; he did it in his previous life.
The moment their eyes met, the mountains and rivers seemed to stand still, and the two hearts, filled with mutual appreciation, trembled.
Time continued to tick by, 31, 32, 33... At 6:25:34 PM, she realized she was smitten.
"Don't cry," Shen Yiheng said, bowing his head with heartache.
Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her chin. Su Yazhi couldn't control herself. At first, she was just sobbing, but when she choked up, she almost lost her voice.
Although she bit her lip and pretended to be stubborn, tears still welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. Suppressed sobs escaped her lips, and she could barely finish her sentence: "I...I need...I need you."
I have had a strong need for this since my previous life.
Shen Yiheng's heart tightened. The emotions that had been dormant in his heart for so long were gently stirred by Su Yazhi's tears and poured out like a flood. A tight embrace, being told that he needed her, and his heart was forever bound to her.
He knew, he knew everything.
"Ya Ya?" Shen Yiheng called out, gently stroking the small face that was already blurred with tears in his palm. His eyes lowered, and deep emotions surged in his pupils, blooming freely in the blink of an eye.
He said, "I'll be there for you if you need me."
If you don't need it, just wait in the back.
If he's willing to wait, he'll eventually get it.
When she looked up again, Su Yazhi's eyelids were red, and she looked like a little kitten from crying.
"Turn around, don't look." She stubbornly turned her face away, unwilling to let Shen Yiheng see her pitiful state.
Shen Yiheng smiled helplessly: "Alright, alright, my proud little princess." He obediently turned his head, waiting for the princess to summon him.
Su Yazhi grew angrier the more she thought about it. Cheng Yan was just too despicable, pushing his luck and taking advantage of her.
I didn't want to get involved in their feud, but the current situation forces me to move forward.
"Go home and have dinner," Su Yazhi commanded.
Crying too much has exhausted all my energy. I'll figure out how to deal with him after I've eaten and drunk my fill.
Shen Yiheng chuckled: "So cute."
As the night breeze brought the twilight, the car started again, and with the wide road ahead, my mood instantly brightened.
It was late at night after dinner, and Su Yazhi was flipping through various documents and materials in her room. She couldn't wait to get rid of Cheng Yan.
Shen Yiheng walked up very quietly, and Su Yazhi only noticed him when he knocked on the door.
"It's late, let's go to sleep." Shen Yiheng changed into brand new pajamas. The silk pajamas perfectly outlined his muscle lines, revealing a charming allure in the night.
Su Yazhi ignored it and coldly replied, "You go to sleep first."
The enthusiasm for being discovered was extinguished so suddenly that Shen Yiheng abruptly pulled his mouth down.
He got impatient, strode forward, picked the person up, and deliberately closed the curtains when he got up.
"Sleep." Concise and to the point, emphasizing action, letting the new twilight awaken the morning seed.
Su Yazhi cried for help silently, and eventually gave up, as shouting was too much trouble.
"Beast." She had to call him that as usual, even though she enjoyed it.
The night rain drizzled, and the hazy night lasted until dawn.
When she woke up, no one was beside her. Su Yazhi struggled to get up, feeling exhausted and that the more she slept, the more tired she became.
"Chen Yi..." Before she could finish saying his name, she turned the corner of the stairs and two figures came into view from downstairs.
Shen Qianmei arrived, and Shen Yiheng, dressed impeccably, sat upright and was politely greeting people as if he were the host.
Damn it, this is clearly the Su family's territory.
Shen Qianmei stood up gracefully, smiled slightly, and greeted them: "I apologize for the sudden visit."
She handed over the file folder beside her: "I hope this can help you."
Su Yazhi took the file bag handed to her; it contained quite a few items and was rather heavy.
She took the items apart to look at them, and what she saw shocked her. Inside were all the criminal evidence against Cheng Yan that Shen Qianli had collected over the past few days.
Not only are there many, but they are also very comprehensive.
Shen Yiheng politely thanked her, "Thank you, Auntie."
"You're welcome." Shen Qianmei waved her hand lightly, her departing figure exuding elegance.
Su Yazhi turned to look at Shen Yiheng. No wonder he wouldn't let her look up information last night; he had already secretly arranged it all along.
"Is there a reward?" People were even starting to ask for credit.
Su Yazhi raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled faintly: "I also bought a new set of pajamas."
It's short, sheer, and alluring.
"Ahem..." Shen Yiheng coughed a few times, still trying to appear refined and serious.
Without a sound, Su Yazhi slipped her pajamas down, revealing faint red marks on her fair, delicate shoulders from their intimate embrace. With each inch she slipped down, the alluring marks became increasingly captivating, causing the man before her, who was already unable to contain himself, to feel a surge of excitement.
"Come on," she murmured softly, her eyes filled with a gentle, alluring charm, "Do as you please."
Let's see who falls down first.
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