Speechless, Shu Yi rolled her eyes and regained her composure.
"Don't talk nonsense. We're just friends now, nothing about being together or not. Besides, you're the one who said you wanted to leave. Do you really not want the Zhang family anymore?"
friend?
That's true. From Shuyi's perspective, the two can only be considered friends.
But his so-called friend was really anxious.
Previously, it was Shu Chuanran's ill intentions, and this morning, his uncle took it upon himself to play matchmaker.
They've only been away from her for a short while, and now another hungry wolf is already pouncing on them.
Who knows what might happen next?
He really couldn't wait any longer.
He could no longer wait for the right opportunity for a marriage alliance.
Shu Yi belongs to him, and can only belong to him.
To avoid any accidents, only by making Shuyi his person would others dare not covet her.
His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he exhaled a puff of smoke, looking up at the sky. Seeing that no one was around, he shifted to a more comfortable position.
With his long legs casually stretched out in the aisle and his arm draped over the back of the chair, Zhang Youye slowly turned his head to meet her gaze.
Then, he opened his mouth and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Please listen carefully to what I am about to say."
"Shuyi, everything the Zhang family has is nothing but a fart in my eyes, I don't care about it at all."
“I’ve never been interested in family matters. If you don’t believe me, go back and ask Uncle Wei. Over the years, my reputation in this circle has been completely ruined. The reason I can’t leave the Zhang family is because of my father and second uncle.”
"Do you really want to leave the Zhang family?" Shu Yi pressed, seizing the key point.
"I've always wanted to leave."
After calmly finishing the last puff and stubbing out the cigarette between his fingers, Zhang Youye leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on his knees. His unfathomable expression was obscured by the shadow on his forehead.
"After I got out of the juvenile detention center, I stayed at the research institute to avoid an arranged marriage and rarely went home. The last time I went to your ancestral home, it was because my father forced me to."
"you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Youye interrupted him.
"I know what you want to ask, but listen to me first." He twisted his neck slightly, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice, "Shuyi, when we first met at the ancestral home, I told you that I liked you very much, do you remember?"
"I always thought you were joking," Shu Yi said, waving her hand helplessly.
This was the first and only time in over twenty years that Zhang Youye had felt his heart flutter.
His sincerity.
How can it be defined as a joke?
"I'm not joking."
Anyway, what's meant to happen will happen sooner or later, so might as well do it now. With that, Zhang Youye straightened up, his words righteous and indignant, but a madness was already churning in his eyes.
"Shuyi, we're both adults. You can tell at a glance whether I'm serious or not."
As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, and he took her hand, which was bent and placed at her side.
"Shuyi, I like you. I told you I liked you the first time I saw you. No matter what you think of me now, I have to make it clear to you, I like you, I really like you."
Stunned by the sudden confession, Shu Yi remained silent for a long time.
The boiling lava in Shu Yi's chest felt so intense that it was about to burst from her throat.
His words had already cleared her chaotic thoughts, and at this moment, Shu Yi felt a thrill she had never experienced before.
Thinking back on it carefully, she has received countless confessions of love since she grew up.
But this kind of excitement and joy, which she had never experienced before, was the first time she had truly felt it.
He's right. We're both adults; it's easy to tell whether we're serious or not.
His gaze, the firm tone of his voice when he confessed, and the unease lingering in his warm, dark eyes.
She can see everything clearly.
And his tone, it could even be described as an unwavering certainty that shocked both sides.
I never expected him to express his feelings to her in such a way.
Whether provoked by his expression or moved by his earnestness, Shu Yi's face inexplicably turned hot, as if a wildfire was burning in her heart.
Even the base of his ears was burned red.
While secretly trying to contain the raging fire, Shu Yi would scratch her head and touch her ears.
He stammered for a long time.
She still didn't know what to say in response to him.
Right now, her palm, which she couldn't pull away from, was still firmly imprisoned in Zhang Youye's warm hand.
The two of them stared at each other in silence.
In a world where no one speaks, there is always an unspeakable, ambiguous atmosphere lingering around you.
They looked at each other in silence for a long time, while many passersby around them kept glancing at them.
After all, their idol-like good looks were sure to attract the attention of passersby. Not wanting to draw too much attention, Shu Yi broke the silence first.
"Um, why don't we go upstairs and get a room first? There are too many people here."
"Book a room?" Shocked by her words, Zhang Youye loosened his grip, coughed twice, and his Adam's apple, hidden beneath his fist, rolled several times unconsciously.
"Well, let's go upstairs and get a room before we talk. Your hotel is quite famous online, and I've heard the suites are really nice, with many themed suites. I've never stayed here before, so I'd like to go up and see for myself."
The woman in front of me spoke, but there was a hint of cunning in her tone.
Even his cool, clear eyes revealed a hint of emotion he had never seen before.
He couldn't explain what this feeling contained, only that the moment he met her gaze, his heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a cat's paw.
It doesn't hurt, but it's incredibly itchy, an unbearable itch.
Are you sure?
His eyes darkened, and the clear, gentle light in his dark pupils vanished. Taking advantage of her inattention, Zhang Youye suddenly stepped forward and moved close to her face.
"Shuyi, are you really sure?"
Without uttering a sound, she nodded calmly, responding to his disbelief with only a light, indifferent glance.
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