79 Confess to Her
◎ "I like you, Jiang Suiyun. I have never... never liked someone so much..."◎
On the first day back at the old house, the first thing Jiang Suiyun did was to use professional equipment to carefully check every corner of the room, including curtains, decorative paintings, socket holes, and even corners of the ceiling to see if there were any cameras.
Fortunately, nothing was discovered.
Then she used the laser pointer to illuminate all the necessary areas.
Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.
After the examination, Jiang Suiyun felt relieved.
On the other side, in the study.
He Linchuan sat behind a large desk, listening to his subordinates' reports in low voices.
"We've contacted several key officials at S University as you instructed. They expressed regret, but they will respect our 'suggestions' and strictly review Ms. Jiang's application for online courses and special access. Please rest assured."
He Linchuan listened expressionlessly, his fingertips tapping rhythmically on the smooth mahogany table.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Yeah," he replied calmly, as if handling a trivial matter. "Make sure there are no flaws in the process."
"Yes, Mr. He."
The person in charge withdrew respectfully.
Silence returned to the study.
He Linchuan picked up the special device connected to the tablet beside him. The screen displayed a real-time mirror image of Jiang Suiyun's mobile phone screen. He watched her click on the new message from a minute ago. The note on it was very eye-catching - [He Chifeng].
Are you free tomorrow afternoon? I have something to tell you.
On the screen, the characters in the reply box were deleted and reduced, and there was no movement for a long time. I could feel her hesitation and complicated emotions through the screen.
A layer of frost instantly covered He Linchuan's eyes.
He pressed the button on his wheelchair and knocked on Jiang Suiyun's door.
Jiang Suiyun was feeling uneasy about the message from He Chifeng. It was only a week since they last contacted each other, but she felt like a long time had passed. She typed out a rejection and then deleted it, not knowing how to reply.
Do you agree? No.
But if she refuses, will he be sad?
Thinking of He Chifeng's previous dejected look, Jiang Suiyun hesitated again.
Until the knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, she opened the door and saw He Linchuan with a calm expression outside.
Jiang Suiyun's heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned off the phone screen and put it in his pocket: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
He Linchuan pushed the door open and came in. He had changed into home clothes, which reduced his usual coldness and made him look gentler.
His eyes naturally swept over her slightly flustered expression and the action of putting down her phone just now, as if he didn't notice anything.
"There's an important company press conference tomorrow, and I need a female companion." He spoke in a normal tone, as if he had come specially to inform her of this matter. "You must accompany me."
tomorrow.
What a coincidence.
Jiang Suiyun thought about the information just now.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something: "Tomorrow..."
"I've already arranged a stylist and a dress. It's still early, so I'll take you to try it on. If it doesn't fit, we can make alterations." He Linchuan interrupted her, his tone still gentle, but leaving her no room for refusal. "This press conference is very important. It's related to the company's strategic layout for the next quarter. I need you to be there."
He emphasized the three words "I need you" a little, and they hit Jiang Suiyun's heart precisely.
All the excuses that came to her lips were blocked. At the moment, she seemed to have no valid reason to refuse this "reasonable" request.
"...Okay." She sighed inwardly.
"Then let's go now." He Linchuan smiled slightly, as if he had anticipated her obedience. "The car is waiting downstairs."
…
Jiang Suiyun pushed He Linchuan's wheelchair, his mind still immersed in the message just now, and walked towards the elevator along the corridor somewhat absent-mindedly.
Just as the elevator door was about to open, the door of the stairwell next to it was also pushed open, and a figure walked out quickly with his head lowered.
The woman was wearing a white dress, carrying a small bag, and wearing lace-up high heels. She looked very elegant. She lowered her eyes and suddenly took a wrong step and was about to sprain her ankle.
Jiang Suiyun was quick to support him.
"Are you okay?"
Xiaoyun didn't seem to expect that she would bump into someone by chance while walking up the stairs. She raised her head suddenly, a trace of panic flashing across her face: "Thank... Thank you."
However, when her eyes fell on Jiang Suiyun's face, her pupils suddenly contracted and her face turned pale, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying in broad daylight, and her lips even trembled slightly.
The moment their eyes met, Jiang Suiyun clearly saw an indescribable flash of... shock and guilt?
Jiang Suiyun was stunned by her overly dramatic reaction and subconsciously stopped his wheelchair.
"Twisted?"
"No, no."
The woman seemed to want to say something to her, but swallowed it back abruptly. She quickly lowered her head and almost fled, stumbling to the other end of the corridor and quickly disappeared around the corner.
Jiang Suiyun stood there in a daze, frowning in confusion, with a strong sense of strangeness welling up in his heart.
"……she?"
He Linchuan's eyes fell on the place where the man had touched Jiang Suiyun's arm. The woman's cold white skin was faintly red due to the strong grip just now. His eyes turned cold: "He is from my father's side, an unrelated person. You don't need to care about it."
He took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, took Jiang Suiyun's hand, and wiped it carefully.
Jiang Suiyun knew the He family quite well. She had known that He Linchuan's parents had been at odds for a long time. Now that she heard that this person was brought back by He's father, she naturally understood. She said "Oh" and suppressed the strange feeling in her heart.
She felt a little uncomfortable when she felt He Linchuan's body temperature through the handkerchief on her arm. In fact, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable if someone supported her... But seeing how serious He Linchuan was.
Jiang Suiyun still kept his mouth shut.
That is... if he continues to rub it this way, it will take forever.
Jiang Suiyun paused, and finally said: "Well...why don't I do it myself..."
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Return to the guest room at the edge.
Xiaoyun leaned against the cold wall, her heart pounding, her face pale, her fingers tightly clutching her clothes.
She turned on the faucet with trembling hands and splashed cold water on her cheeks, trying to calm herself down, but the bright but confused face just now kept flashing before her eyes.
It’s her…it’s actually her…
She had read the information about the car accident two years ago and remembered that face. The person just now was the family member of the victim. She would not make a mistake.
My heart was filled with overwhelming guilt.
Initially, after this incident happened, she had evidence in her hands, but she hesitated again and again, and finally let it go because of her own selfishness.
For the past two years, her conscience has been tormented, and she wakes up from nightmares every night. She will never forget that day when a bloody mist filled her eyes. The car was originally heading towards her, but she never expected that the person it would eventually hit and killed was a completely unfamiliar woman.
The accident was later classified as an accidental traffic accident, but she knew that was not the case.
Just like her sister was accused by everyone of having an immoral private life, interfering in other people's families, being a mistress, and even dreaming of having children to get promoted. In the end, she was discovered by her original wife, her dream of marrying into a wealthy family was completely shattered, and she ended up jumping off a building and committing suicide.
During that time, the internet was flooded with rumors and online bullying against her sister, but that was not the truth at all! It was He Xing's family who deceived her sister, and her sister did not commit suicide by jumping off a building.
Both of them came from orphanages in remote areas. Xiaoyun knew how resilient her sister was, and she wouldn't punish herself for the mistakes of others. Furthermore, the two of them had been dependent on each other since childhood, and Xiaoyun never believed that her sister would abandon her and commit suicide like this. Even before her sister's death, she had said she wanted to go back to her hometown with her to relax.
She just wanted to know the truth, so she relied on a similar face to start approaching He Xing's family. She began to constantly provoke Shen Lin, making her reveal more flaws, and even followed her secretly.
That day, she saw the entire process of Shen Lin bribing the truck driver and recorded it.
She wanted to collect all the evidence, and once she found evidence related to her sister, she would hand it all over to the public security organs.
However, she never expected that such an accident would happen later. The evidence in her hand seemed to have become a hot potato. Exposing Shen Lin meant making the video public, which also meant exposing herself.
So, she backed off.
At that time she had not found any evidence about her sister.
Between her conscience and her sister, she finally chose her sister.
However, she didn't expect to meet the victim's daughter here and in this way.
And looking at her appearance...it's obvious that she has no idea about everything that happened in the past and is still kept in the dark. She even...seems to have a close relationship with the He family.
A huge, complex wave of emotions washed over her.
Is it more cruel for her to live in hatred but at least be mentally prepared? Or is it more cruel for her to live in a false sense of peace, but one day all the pretense might be torn off unexpectedly, and face the cruelest truth?
She doesn't know.
She leaned against the wall, slowly slid down, and buried her face in her knees. Her conscience was repeatedly tormented. She clicked on the deepest hidden file in her mobile phone's cloud drive. There was all the evidence she had collected.
Tomorrow, at the press conference, exposing everything in front of numerous media outlets is a key step she has been planning for a long time.
She was afraid that calling the police privately would be suppressed.
After all, the power of the He family is not something that an ordinary person like her can resist, so she can only let public opinion guide her.
She hated it and wanted to ruin the reputation of both He Xingjia and Chen Lin.
But at this moment, she wavered for the first time.
Not the wavering towards the enemy.
Rather, it is a kind of hesitation to reveal the bloody truth to someone who knows nothing about it.
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Jiang Suiyun spent the entire night choosing dresses, deciding on their looks, and even having dinner with He Linchuan.
The phone was as quiet as a stone in her pocket, and she couldn't find the right time to reply to the pending message. Her heart felt like it was being weighed down by something, heavy.
When we returned to the old house, it was already late at night.
When passing by the small living room, Jiang Suiyun saw the strange woman again. She was sitting alone on the sofa in the corner with a book open in front of her, but her eyes were blank, as if she was worried about something.
For some unknown reason, Jiang Suiyun stopped. The look she saw during the day made her a little curious.
"Good evening." She took the initiative to greet.
Xiaoyun was startled and snapped back to her senses. Seeing that it was her, a hint of complicated emotions flashed across her eyes again, but it was much more restrained than during the day. She forced a smile and said, "Hello."
"What book are you reading?" Jiang Suiyun tried to find a topic, his eyes falling on the spine of the book on her lap - "The Silence of the Lambs".
"Just flipping through it." She closed the book and put it aside.
"Thank you for supporting me today, otherwise I might have really sprained my ankle." Xiaoyun thanked him sincerely.
Jiang Suiyun smiled. It was just a matter of convenience. "You're welcome."
Xiaoyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Your name is... Jiang Suiyun, right?"
Jiang Suiyun was a little surprised: "Do you know me?"
"I've heard... I've heard someone mention it."
Xiaoyun's eyes flickered and she avoided her gaze. "My name is Feng Yun."
"Feng Yun?" Jiang Suiyun repeated, "It's a nice name."
"My sister got it. She spent several days looking through the dictionary."
Jiang Suiyun smiled: "Then you and your sister must have a very good relationship."
When Xiaoyun mentioned her sister, she smiled, but it was a bit forced. "It was really good. We were inseparable since we were little. We only separated after she got into university..."
The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was surprisingly not too awkward.
It wasn't long before Jiang Suiyun felt it was time to go back to her room. After all, she had to get up early the next day to do her makeup and attend the press conference.
Xiaoyun suddenly turned around and called her.
"Jiang Suiyun."
Jiang Suiyun was puzzled: "Huh?"
She looked straight at her, her tone becoming hesitant, "Tomorrow's press conference...you'd better not go."
Jiang Suiyun was stunned. He had never expected her to suddenly say this: "Why?"
Her eyes flickered, as if she realized she had said something she shouldn't have. She quickly lowered her head and spoke vaguely, "...That kind of occasion is boring. I don't think you would like it."
This made no sense, and Jiang Suiyun became even more confused.
Xiaoyun pursed her lips, stopped looking at her, and just shook her head. In fact, maybe it didn't make any difference whether she knew the news earlier or later.
"…It's nothing, just treat it as a casual remark. I'm tired, I'm going back to my room first."
After she finished speaking, she almost hurriedly picked up the book, stood up and left quickly, leaving Jiang Suiyun alone.
This person is really strange.
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It was not until he returned to his room and locked the door that Jiang Suiyun finally had the chance to take out his cell phone.
Looking at He Chifeng's lonely invitation, she sighed, tapped the screen with her fingertips, and was about to reply with an explanation.
“Click.”
Suddenly, a very slight strange noise came from the direction of the balcony!
She was startled and turned her head sharply——
I saw a tall and familiar figure flipping over the balcony railing in a nimble manner. His movements were a bit wild and agile, but when he landed, he seemed to be tired and his body swayed slightly.
It’s He Chifeng!
He was wearing a simple black T-shirt and trousers, with the coolness of the night breeze and a faint smell of cigarettes. His hair was a little messy from the wind, and the stubble on his chin seemed more obvious. He exuded a sense of decadence and fatigue, but his eyes were surprisingly bright in the darkness, locking straight into her.
Jiang Suiyun was so shocked that he almost cried out: "You...what are you..."
Before she could finish her words, He Chifeng had already strode over, and without saying a word, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms!
His embrace was so strong that it almost crushed her. His scorching body temperature was transmitted through the thin fabric, carrying an indescribable eagerness and fragility.
His chin rested on the top of her head, his breathing was heavy, and his heartbeat in his chest was fast and strong, hitting her eardrums again and again.
It seemed that only such a real touch could confirm her existence and soothe the surging, unspeakable pain and struggle in his heart.
"Don't move..." He Chifeng's voice was hoarse, and he buried his head in the crook of her neck, like a trapped animal seeking comfort after being injured, "...Just let me hold you for a while."
Jiang Suiyun froze in his arms, his mind blank. He didn't even notice the phone slipping from his hands onto the carpet.
She was almost breathless in his embrace, but she could clearly feel the trembling in his arms.
He Chifeng looked more haggard than she had imagined. The red bloodshot under his eyes and the deep fatigue between his brows showed how bad his life had been recently.
The heart is inevitably in chaos.
It felt like being hit hard by something, and the pain was indescribable.
After her repeated rejection and cold treatment, she didn't expect him to appear in this way.
With a disheveled look and a persistence that seemed to have exhausted all his strength, an indescribable emotion mixed with bitterness, guilt and a hint of secret joy quietly spread in his heart.
The lake in her heart that tried to freeze was quietly cracking into tiny gaps.
"He Chifeng...let go first..." Her voice was soft and a little helpless.
He Chifeng hugged her even tighter, as if she would disappear if he let go. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and said sullenly, with a bit of a broken jar and a lonely courage, his voice was very hoarse: "I have something to tell you."
Jiang Suiyun's heart skipped a beat, then calmed down and let him hold her: "...you talk, I'm listening."
"I like you." His Adam's apple rolled violently, and he almost blurted out the words. His voice was extremely hoarse, and he had the illusion of risking everything. "I like you, Jiang Suiyun. I have never... never liked someone so much..."
He couldn't continue, as if something heavier was blocking his throat, and the rest of his words were lost in the painful silence.
He had never expressed his feelings so clearly, nor had he ever swallowed a secret so hard.
Jiang Suiyun looked at him like this, and thought of the clumsy and somewhat aggrieved messages he had sent her before, and the ice in her heart melted even faster.
Compared to He Linchuan's omnipresent and suffocating control, He Chifeng's almost reckless sincerity and directness made her feel more real and at ease.
Maybe... maybe you can try it?
Once this thought came up, it could no longer be suppressed.
"Is this what you want to tell me?" she asked softly, her tone softer than she even noticed.
"And...and..." He Chifeng opened his mouth, his eyes struggling. The truth about her mother's car accident was like a red-hot iron, burning his heart and making it tighten, but he couldn't spit it out no matter what.
How should he tell her?
How could I tell her at this time?
Seeing him hesitate to speak and his face full of pain and struggle, Jiang Suiyun misunderstood.
She thought he was shy, or wanted to say something more cheesy but was too embarrassed to say it out loud. This rare contrast made her heart soften.
She sighed softly, and her fingertips accidentally touched the prickly stubble on his chin: "If you haven't made up your mind, don't say it yet. Wait until you have made up your mind..."
Suddenly—"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a clear knock on the door, and He Linchuan's gentle but unignorable voice came from outside the door: "Are you asleep?"
I don’t know why, but the time when He Linchuan knocked on the door was always so coincidental today.
If Jiang Suiyun hadn't checked everything, she would really think there was a surveillance camera in the room.
She was startled by the knock on the door and her heart beat faster.
Looking at He Chifeng's tense profile and the resistance in his eyes, and hearing He Linchuan waiting patiently outside the door, he was in a dilemma for a moment.
Finally, she gently pushed He Chifeng and lowered her voice: "Go to the balcony first. You can't let him see you here."
He Chifeng shook his head, tightened his arms, and looked stubborn. He was extremely confused. He was afraid that if he left at this moment, he would no longer have the courage to tell the truth. He was also afraid that if he stayed, he would not be able to help but tell it now. The two emotions tore him apart.
"I'm not leaving."
The knock on the door sounded again, with a hint of question: "Good boy?"
Jiang Suiyun looked into He Chifeng's eyes, which were filled with struggle and pain. It seemed as if he had made some kind of resolution. He looked at him and said in a soft but clear voice, "I have submitted my application to S University. I will take care of things between you and your brother. I am grateful that he saved me. I will not abandon this responsibility, but I will not give up my own life either."
She paused, a hint of gentle anticipation in her voice: "Let's talk before I leave the country."
"Let's talk about the...relationship between us." This time, it's a real talk.
Jiang Suiyun even began to think that when He Linchuan's leg injury got better, she would be able to successfully participate in the finals in February. If possible, she would stay in Country S and develop near the DY headquarters.
As if to make a promise, or as if driven by some impulse, she stood on tiptoe and quickly and lightly kissed his cool lips.
Instantly separate.
He Chifeng was completely stunned, his pupils slightly dilated, as if he was frozen in place by this sudden kiss, and was also speechless for a moment by the hope and plans revealed in her words.
All the struggle and pain seemed to be paused at this moment, replaced by a deeper throbbing that almost drowned him and an even more turbulent chaos.
Jiang Suiyun took advantage of his daze and pushed him to the balcony, whispering, "Go!"
He Chifeng looked at her deeply, and finally, he turned over and jumped off the balcony nimbly, disappearing into the night.
Jiang Suiyun quickly tidied up her slightly messy clothes and hair, took some clothes from the closet and spread them on the bed, took a deep breath, walked over and opened the door.
Outside the door.
He Linchuan sat in a wheelchair, his expression calm, as if he just happened to pass by: "Are you still awake? I heard some movement over there, so I came to check it out."
Jiang Suiyun's heartbeat hadn't yet calmed down, but he tried to remain calm. "It's okay. I was just looking for clothes in the closet and made a lot of noise. I found them now and am getting ready for bed."
He Linchuan's eyes seemed to casually sweep across the room, looking at the mess of clothes on the bed, and finally landing on her slightly flushed cheeks and slightly rapid breathing. The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were deep and unfathomable, and in the end he just nodded lightly: "Well, good night."
The door slowly closed.
Outside the balcony, in the cold wind, He Chifeng leaned against the cold wall, his mind in a mess. Her words just now, "Let's talk about our relationship," were like honey and poison, almost tearing him apart.
Why? Why tell him now?
【Author’s words】
I am also impressed by the function of sending red envelopes with this button [covering face and laughing and crying][covering face and laughing and crying], it is a mess, ah ah ah
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