Chapter 206 Am I included in anything?
The atmosphere between the two was a bit weird. When Wen Shuqiao heard Shen Jiazhou say this, he was stunned for a moment, and his brain was thinking quickly about how to answer Shen Jiazhou's question.
Shen Jiazhou sighed softly, and said, "Are you now thinking about how to say it in a more decent way? Tell me, that's not what you meant?"
Wen Shuqiao lowered his eyes and still said nothing.
"I'm not your boss. I don't need you to present a perfect plan. You just need to tell me, yes or no?" Shen Jiazhou's eyes never left her.
He discovered very early on that Wen Shuqiao had very high defenses in her heart. Although she seemed easy to get along with, in fact, she was often fighting a roundabout way with you, or she would promise verbally that they would understand and help each other, but she would secretly finish all the things.
Including yesterday when she suggested touching his wrist, but at that time she was feeling her own pulse, as if she was confirming something, and today when she fainted inexplicably at Wen Zhixia's house. Before she fainted, Wen Shuqiao must have wanted to say something to him, but after waking up, she remained silent.
There were too many doubts and secrets about Wen Shuqiao. He wanted to ask her, but was afraid of causing her disgust. After all, no one likes others to ask about their secrets.
Not to mention people like Wen Shuqiao who have a strong sense of personal boundaries.
But now Shen Jiazhou found that he could no longer pretend not to see it, and he wanted to understand Wen Shuqiao.
Wen Shuqiao didn't know what Shen Jiazhou was thinking. Instead, after struggling with her thoughts one after another, she nodded slightly: "Well, I don't want to trouble anyone."
"Am I included in anything?" Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms and asked very directly.
Wen Shuqiao said: "This doesn't mean anything special. I'm just not used to bothering others."
"Why?" Shen Jiazhou stared at Wen Shuqiao, not letting go of any of her expressions: "The Wen Shuqiao I investigated doesn't seem like someone who is not used to bothering others."
Wen Shuqiao instinctively felt that Shen Jiazhou was a little angry, but he still said seriously: "I can't explain to you why, but I'm used to being alone, and it's not against you."
This has been her life habit for more than 20 years. No matter what she does or what she decides, no one can help her. Gradually, bothering others has become something that she finds difficult to talk about.
Wen Shuqiao admitted that she was very twisted, but to put it bluntly, she felt that she had not been able to give back to the other party.
But this time it seems that Shen Jiazhou was somewhat hurt.
She pursed her lips lightly: "Don't be angry."
Shen Jiazhou looked at her, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm not angry."
He just felt a little blocked in his heart.
"I understand what you mean, and I understand you. Shuqiao, you told me before that you wanted me to be happier, do you remember?" Shen Jiazhou asked gently, "What about you?"
"What?" Wen Shuqiao felt that he had a fever today, which slowed down his thinking.
Shen Jiazhou kept looking at her, and when he heard Wen Shuqiao's question, he asked, "Are you happy?"
Wen Shuqiao was speechless. Is she happy?
Shen Jiazhou changed his posture and continued to ask: "Shu Qiao, are you happy?"
"I..." Wen Shuqiao didn't know how to answer his question.
"Last time you told me that I couldn't tell you whether I was happy or not, because no one cared whether I was happy or not. They only cared about how much profit I created and whether the project was completed beautifully."
"But now I can answer you, I'm very happy, Shu Qiao." Shen Jiazhou said softly: "I asked you a question, not to get any answer from you. This answer should be given to yourself."
"Also, I'm not angry, and I won't be angry with you, and no one has the right to be angry with you. I just want you to stop being so tense and relax a little. After all, we are... friends, right?"
After Shen Jiazhou finished speaking, he stood up and glanced at the kitchen. Cancan was sitting on a small stool, carefully helping to break the vegetables one by one and then putting them in the basket at his feet.
Occasionally he would look up and say a few words to the old lady. I don’t know what they talked about, but both the old and the child were smiling happily.
He thought about it and sat down again.
Wen Shuqiao looked at him, but Shen Jiazhou gestured for her to look towards the kitchen.
She turned her head and saw Cancan's mouth moving back and forth. It seemed like the lark Can had appeared. When he sang, his head shook back and forth, and he seemed very intoxicated.
Shen Jiazhou said: "You have raised Cancan very well, Shuqiao. If it were me alone, Cancan would not be so carefree. In comparison, you have done much more than I have. I have only provided you with a little convenience, which is not worth mentioning."
He continued softly, "Actually, I hope you can ask me for something. Otherwise, I always feel like an unqualified parent. I didn't do anything to get a well-behaved and sensible nephew."
Wen Shuqiao said: "You are not an unqualified parent."
Shen Jiazhou is already more qualified than many male parents.
Shen Jiazhou tilted his head slightly: "Thank you for praising me. I also hope that you can become a happy adult."
Wen Shuqiao's heart was beating fast. Shen Jiazhou smiled gently at her and then stood up: "You take a rest first. I, as a qualified uncle, will go and see what my nephew is doing."
He considerately left the space for Wen Shuqiao to digest his food alone. When he pushed open the glass door of the kitchen, the first thing he heard was Cancan's "beautiful singing voice".
hiss.
Shen Jiazhou silently wanted to close the door again, but Cancan had already noticed him. She stood up from the small stool, walked over, and hugged his legs with both hands: "Uncle, grandma said that I sing well, I will sing for you too!"
Shen Jiazhou said: "No need, my uncle doesn't like to listen to music."
Cancan shook her head: "Then you didn't hear the baby singing! Auntie said I was a lark!"
"Your aunt has good taste." Shen Jiazhou simply picked him up and asked, "How much work have you done?"
Cancan pointed at the vegetables on the ground and said, "I just finished my work! Grandma said I'm a very good kid!"
After hearing this, the housekeeper turned around and said, "Yes, Cancan is the little darling."
Cancan's tail was so proud that it was about to reach the sky.
There's no way, pecking rice is a very normal thing for him.
He hummed a few tuneless lines and sang in ecstasy: "What a beautiful jasmine flower!"
Shen Jiazhou felt like he was going deaf, but Cancan still held his face with both hands: "Does it sound good? Uncle."
"Lark." Shen Jiazhou could no longer bear it: "Excuse me, have you washed your hands?"
"Ouch!" Cancan moved her fingers that were against her uncle's face and looked at him innocently.
Baby, it seems, no, wash your hands, eh~
Wen Shuqiao had actually been leaning sideways to watch what was happening in the kitchen. Without even hearing any sound, she could guess what was happening between the two of them.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she leaned back on the sofa. She looked at the chandelier and thought about what Shen Jiazhou had just said.
I felt a little embarrassed after realizing it. How could Shen Jiazhou know everything?
Is her performance that obvious?
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