Chapter 84 She is not someone you can like
Chen He met Zhou Yan'an's inquiring gaze, which was sharp, as if he wanted to peel her off layer by layer and see the true intention hidden within.
Yes, why? Why would a lady from a well-off family, living in luxury, wade into this mess? This question was bound to be asked.
She lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding the overly scorching scrutiny.
Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the rough edge of the bowl, and the cool touch actually calmed her chaotic mood.
When she looked up again, her eyes had returned to their usual calmness.
"For this world?"
She repeated it softly, without much emotion in her voice.
"Too big."
"Space."
"Mr. Zhou may not believe it."
She paused and turned her gaze to the dim street scene outside the noodle shop, as if looking at something far away.
"If it's for myself."
She turned to look at Zhou Yan'an, a faint curve at the corner of her lips, with some indistinguishable meaning.
“But it’s not sincere.”
She did not answer directly, but used a rhetorical question to gently push away the most straightforward and most likely to arouse suspicion answer.
Zhou Yan'an didn't say anything, but his brows were still furrowed.
Chen He smiled softly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"In that case..."
She lowered her voice even more, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
"Mr. Zhou, you might as well... just think of it as..."
She paused, and her gaze fell on Zhou Yan'an again, with a strange penetrating power.
"Win the hearts of the people of this world."
The words were understated, yet powerful. Hiding the blood and tears of the past life, leaving only the sharp edge of this life's layout.
Rather than explaining the unspeakable rebirth and hatred, it is better to give a more understandable and tempting reason.
Zhou Yan'an was shocked!
His pupils shrank slightly, as if these words hit him hard in the heart!
Winning the hearts of the world? This wasn't just the vision of an ordinary girl! This was clearly the ambition to conquer the world!
He was stunned.
Regardless of whether the answer is sincere or not.
This answer was more direct and ambitious than any other he had expected.
It made his heart tremble even more.
At this moment, Zhou Yan'an suddenly understood something.
I understand why Xue Minglan, who seems cold and cruel, is almost obsessed with the woman in front of him.
Such courage, such vision, and such clarity, how can one not be impressed?
He looked at Chen He, whose beautiful face was now filled with determination and depth that was completely different from her weak appearance.
Like a deep pool, it appears calm but actually has turbulent undercurrents underneath.
Zhou Yan'an took a deep breath and his Adam's apple rolled.
For a moment, I was speechless.
She is indeed attractive enough to make any man take notice, or even fall for her.
He quickly suppressed the inexplicable fluctuations in his heart and regained his usual calmness and prudence.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that any words would be pale at this moment.
In the end, he just nodded, his voice slightly hoarse.
"I see."
Then he raised his eyes, his gaze becoming sharp and focused again.
"So what are you going to do next?"
Chen He seemed to have expected him to ask this.
She pondered for a moment, and a calculating glint flashed in her eyes.
"Twenty days later."
Her voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into Zhou Yan'an's ears.
"Putuo Temple, Royal Blessing Ceremony."
Zhou Yan'an's eyes narrowed!
Their eyes met, and they both saw a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.
No further explanation needed.
For some plans, a glance between intelligent people is enough. It's a grasp of timing and a confirmation of mutual understanding.
Zhou Yan'an raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
Chen He also responded with a knowing smile.
In this delicate atmosphere, the figure lying on the table next to him moved.
"Hmm... hm?"
Chu Yue rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly raised her head, her face still flushed from drunkenness.
She blinked blankly, and it took her a while for her vision to focus before she could see the person in front of her clearly.
"Miss Shen...Miss Shen?"
Her voice was vague, with the confusion of someone who had just woken up.
"Why are you here?"
Shen He looked at him, and the calculating coldness on his face instantly disappeared, turning into a gentle smile.
"Are you awake? You can't drink much, but you still like to drink every time." She said softly.
Then, she changed the subject and glanced at Zhou Yan'an and Chu Yue.
"Always calling her 'Miss Chen', 'Miss Chen' is too strange."
There was a natural intimacy in her tone.
"If you don't mind, you can just call me Ah He from now on."
She paused, her eyes sincere.
"After all, we may have to fight side by side in the future."
Chu Yue was still a little confused, but Zhou Yan'an understood.
He looked at Shen He with complicated eyes.
After a moment, he whispered.
"Ah He."
His voice was not loud, and carried a barely perceptible solemnity, and a hint of embarrassment that he himself was not even aware of.
On his usually calm and composed face, a subtle blush appeared at the base of his ears.
This change in the name broke a certain boundary and seemed to stir up some inappropriate emotions.
Although Chu Yue was still a little drunk, her eyes were still sharp.
She propped up her chin, her eyes moving back and forth between Zhou Yan'an's slightly red ears and Shen He's calm smile.
He took in Zhou Yan'an's fleeting embarrassment, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.
They chatted for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, they got up and left the noodle shop.
Zhou Yan'an and Chu Yue insisted on sending Chen He back home.
When he reached the heavily guarded side door of the Shen Mansion, Shen He stopped.
"Just drop it off here. You guys should go back and rest early. We'll be busy in the next few days."
She nodded slightly at the two of them.
"Goodbye."
After saying this, he turned around and his figure quickly disappeared behind the heavy red door.
Zhou Yan'an looked at the door, and his gaze seemed to linger for a moment.
Until Chu Yue nudged him lightly with her elbow.
"Come back to your senses, Brother Yan'an."
Chu Yue's voice returned to its usual lucidity, with a hint of sarcasm.
Zhou Yan'an came back to his senses, looked at her and said nothing.
The two walked back side by side, and the only sounds on the dim street were their footsteps.
After walking a few steps, Chu Yue suddenly spoke, her voice was soft but clear.
"Yan'an."
She glanced sideways at the silent Zhou Yan'an.
"She's not the same as us."
Chu Yue saw it all clearly. Chen He, no, Ah He, she was the cloud high above, while they were the grass struggling in the mud.
She sighed, her tone a calm reality.
"That's not someone you can get your mind on."
Advice is also a reminder.
Class differences are like natural barriers that cannot be easily crossed by a momentary impulse or a few words of "fighting side by side".
Especially in this capital city with strict hierarchy.
Zhou Yan'an paused, then continued walking forward, his expression unclear in the night.
He didn't answer.
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