Chapter 69 Don’t you have anything to ask me?
With Chen Ting looking so strange, Shen Wangshu certainly couldn't sleep peacefully.
Anyway, she had already waited for most of the night, so a little longer wouldn't make any difference. She yawned and prepared to wait for Chen Ting to come back and tell her - after thinking it over, she still felt that there was only one possibility, that is, Chen Ting had indeed seen the note.
Although I don't know why he didn't say it, tonight is a good opportunity to confess.
Shen Wangshu took out the other half of the crumpled note from his purse, which was so crumpled that the handwriting on it was almost invisible. Thinking of what he had to do in a while, he suddenly felt a little nervous.
She didn't have to wait long, as Chen Ting soon came back with a cold look on his face.
As expected, he had taken a cold shower, and the ends of his hair were still dripping with water. The sinister look between his handsome eyebrows was not much better than before he left. He just paused when he entered the room and saw that the person on the couch was still awake.
Shen Wangshu placed the note on the pillow, got off the couch, took the cloth from his hand, and said softly: “Let me wring out my husband’s hair. Sleeping like this will give you a headache.”
In one word, his steel was completely subservient to her softness.
His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he had no ability to refuse.
Chen Ting sat down in silence. Chen Wangshu stood behind him and gently wiped his half-wet long hair with a clean towel.
Looking from above, Chen Ting's face is not as inhuman as when looking up. His eyelashes are actually long and black, which makes his eyes sparkle. His eyebrows are thick and black, his nose is high, and his lips are neither thin nor thick, with a light color...
In silence, Shen Wangshu sighed: "My husband, do you have anything to ask me?"
Chen Ting was also feeling uneasy. Her hands were softly running through his hair, and the bitter aroma of medicine on her body lingered around his nose. For a moment, he had no time to think about anything else. Hearing this, he subconsciously asked, "What?"
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Shen Wangshu repeated patiently.
Her hair was no longer dripping with water. She placed the towel on the table. The two of them were still sitting and standing. She looked down at Chen Ting's face, staring straight into his ink-black eyes without dodging or avoiding. Her eyes were cold and fearless.
Chen Ting thought of the thing that he had thrown into the candlelight and burned to ashes. Since he had done this, there was no regret. He had done it willingly.
So the man shook his head and tried to get up: "No, it's late, go to bed."
Shen Wangshu has already heard the struggle in his heart: [I'd better not say anything, what is there to say? 】
[Anyway, the Prince Bao has already left Mo Yun, and Anian will never see him again. I have no entanglement with that person, so I will just pretend that this incident never happened. 】
[So angry... Alas, but she never liked me in the first place. That Gu Ziliang was her childhood sweetheart. They said goodbye... They said goodbye... Damn it! What do they have to say goodbye to? ! 】
Shen Wangshu: “…”
It turns out that my status in Chen Ting's heart is so high that he can endure even such a thing and not make a fuss?
This made Shen Wangshu feel a little sorry for him.
She pushed Chen Ting back onto the stool, turned around and took the note from the bed and placed it in front of him: "My husband doesn't want to ask, but I have something to say."
Chen Ting had already read the note over and over again, the material and handwriting were deeply engraved in her mind. When she saw the other half of the note in her hand, she could no longer keep her composure. Her mind exploded and her face changed drastically, half angry and half sad: "You...!"
The last syllable of this word was trembling, which showed that she was extremely sad. She had to use a lot of effort to make herself look less useless with red eyes.
[I'm in this state, why doesn't she let me go! ! I don’t care anymore! I can even pretend not to care about this matter, why should I bring it up! 】
Chen Ting didn't say anything, but his voice, which was almost a roar, made Shen Wangshu rub his ears, feeling like he was going to be deafened.
She pushed Chen Ting, who was about to stand up in excitement, back down again, and sat on his legs by the way: "Don't think too much, just listen to me, okay?"
The two looked at each other, one calm and clear, the other burning with rage.
Chen Ting was indeed stunned by her bold action. He didn't move for a while, and even his mind went blank. Only his hands honestly held her slender waist when she sat on his lap, almost subconsciously.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Shen Wangshu asked, “Did my husband see this thing in front of his door?”
The man pursed his lips and hummed coldly.
"This is a letter from Gu Ziliang, asking me to meet him privately at Furong Building on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day." Before he could think of more, Shen Wangshu told him everything directly: "But I didn't receive it, and I definitely didn't keep the appointment."
"When the note was delivered to the door, it was intercepted by my cousin Azhi. She was the only one who knew about this. And I was only with you on the night of Qixi Festival, right?"
Shen Wangshu patiently persuaded him to calm down from his anger little by little: "Gu Ziliang and I have no entanglement, do you believe me, my husband?"
Chen Ting nodded. After listening to her explanation, he regained his senses, but he still had questions: "But I left halfway that night. Where did you go?"
How dare this guy ask where I went?
The beauty in his arms rolled her eyes in a very unpresentable manner: "What do you think?"
"Then it started to rain, and I didn't wait for you to pick me up, so I took shelter on the street alone. Then, Mr. Ji from Furong Building saw me and invited me up."
This matter was not a secret. Since Shen Wangshu had taken the initiative to tell Chen Zhi, he naturally had to tell Chen Ting everything, lest he send someone to investigate and then come back without asking her about it, causing her to start imagining things and getting upset.
"Ji Mingyi saw that I was in a mess, so he let me change clothes and drink hot tea in his building. We also talked about business. Apart from that, we never met anyone else."
"You didn't see the note, why did it appear in front of my house, and why is half of it in your hand?"
Chen Ting thought about it carefully and knew that Shen Wangshu would never do such a thing. If she really wanted to get involved with someone, she would be either stupid or foolish if she didn't handle the note carefully and even threw the evidence under his nose.
"Someone is trying to frame you?" The intelligent general thought quickly: "Is it someone close to Chen Zhi?"
Shen Wangshu looked at him in surprise: “Do you accept my explanation?”
"Yeah." The man hugged her, couldn't help but bury his head in her chest, and replied in a muffled voice: "I said, I will believe you, I promise you."
If Anian wanted to betray him, she could have done so at the lotus viewing banquet at Xiahou Mansion earlier. Why wait until now?
Shen Wangshu couldn't help laughing, and gently stroked his hair, teasing, "Are you feeling wronged, my husband?"
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