Chapter 145 My feelings for you have never been a passing fancy.
Yanjing
When Zhong Yan came down from the dinner party, it was already 10 p.m., and he declined his friend's invitation to another drinking party.
I'm planning to go back to sleep.
"Young Master Zhong, why go back to living alone? Wouldn't that just make you feel worse? You might as well drown your sorrows in alcohol."
Zhong Yan: "Look how ugly you are! You still say you can solve all your problems? If you keep doing this, you'll never have a chance to take off your pants again."
The man choked for a moment, "Why is your mouth so sharp again? Are you cursing me to be impotent?"
If it withers, then there's no chance of a cure.
Zhong Yan walked forward with his hands in his pockets: "To be honest, if I stood next to you now, people who didn't know us would think you were from my father's generation, 30 years old but bald at 50."
The man actually touched his hair. He had a lot of hair, but he had lost quite a bit in the last two years. He panicked, wondering if he was really aging fast.
He asked the person next to him, "Who's more handsome, me or Zhong Yan?"
The person being asked looked speechless. "Brother Ting, are you comparing your looks to Young Master Zhong's?"
Really confident.
Gu Ting agreed, so he changed his approach: "Then who's younger, me or him?"
The man patted him on the shoulder: "Don't compare like that, it's boring. Compare something more interesting."
Gu Ting shrugged: "Comparing wealth and power? Can I compete?"
"Compared to...compared to women, he only has one, while you have so many."
Gu Ting nodded, "That's true."
Zhong Yan was unhappy himself and wouldn't let others have an easy time either. He pressed the elevator button and said, "All your things can't compare to one Ji Tanyuan."
Gu Ting gritted his teeth: "Are you kidding me? At least my girlfriend likes me and I like her, so she's the best."
"It's just that I like my money, that's all."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhong Yan, whose face was growing colder and colder: "You don't actually want a divorce, do you?"
Zhong Yan glanced at him sideways, her eyes cold. "Get lost."
As she spoke, she stepped out of the elevator. Ji Tanyuan was rich and loved by many; she probably lacked nothing. This was the hardest thing for her to be moved by.
Zhong Yan got into the car, loosened his shirt, closed his eyes and pretended to doze off, and said to Chu He who was driving, "Go to Yulongguanzhi."
"yes."
The Imperial Dragon Pavilion was the couple's marital home, and also Ji Tanyuan's house. It was originally registered under her name as part of the betrothal gifts.
The building has five floors in total, but it's not spacious at all.
Ji Tanyuan loves shopping and will buy anything interesting she sees to decorate various corners of her home.
The doormat alone costs hundreds of thousands, and even the seemingly insignificant hourglass is a luxury item.
She left with nothing but the dog.
Now, all that remains, besides him, is a house filled with her footprints.
Zhong Yan lay back on the sofa with his eyes closed, eager to hear Ji Tanyuan's voice.
The voice was gentle and clear, not loud but very distinct.
He checked the time; it was already 11 o'clock.
My finger remained on the call screen, hesitant to press the button.
She must be asleep.
Suddenly, an incoming phone call drew Zhong Yan's attention back.
He answered the call, but what the other person said made his face darken.
...
...
When Ji Tanyuan woke up, she blinked.
Shen Xichen is indeed a pervert; he really is a pervert.
Now everything makes sense. His strangeness and inexplicability stemmed from the fact that he was a pervert, and there was nothing else special about him.
Ji Tanyuan rubbed her head, sat up, looked at her clothes (she hadn't changed them), and then looked inside the collar, but there were no other marks.
She got out of bed, opened the door, and Xiao Qi, who was outside, saw Ji Tanyuan come out and asked, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Ji Tanyuan retorted sarcastically, "Do you see any comfortable part of me?"
She walked past the people, intending to go downstairs: "Shen Xichen is a pervert, Xiao Qi, why don't you consider coming with me? You're a girl, if you stay in this kind of environment for too long, you'll become a pervert sooner or later."
She stepped downstairs, and Xiaoqi said, "He's very lonely."
Ji Tanyuan didn't stop walking. "You drugged me and now you're acting all dramatic with me?"
“We didn’t drug him, nor would we dare to, he was just a little angry.”
Ji Tanyuan turned her head, "Angry? What are you angry about?"
"I should be the one who's angry. Take me home."
Xiao Qi followed behind her, saying, "The master has something urgent to attend to. You'll have to wait for him to return."
Xiao Qi took the slippers, knelt on one knee, and put the slippers on Ji Tanyuan, who was sitting on the sofa.
Her expression remained perpetually expressionless. She was dressed in all black, except her hair was tied in a low ponytail with only bangs left in front.
Ji Tanyuan spread her legs, "Where's my phone?"
"I'm sorry, I can't give it to you right now."
Ji Tanyuan crossed her legs. "I'm hungry. Make me some food."
Xiao Qi stood up. "Yes."
They then left.
Ji Tanyuan looked out the window; they were still in Shanghai. In fact, she had only slept for two hours.
She didn't know how Shen Xichen managed to bypass the bodyguards lurking in the shadows, but it was enough to prove that Shen Xichen had planned this all along, and that her bodyguards were useless.
A moment later, Xiao Qi came out and said, "Dinner is ready."
Ji Tanyuan smoothed her long hair and smiled, "Little Seven."
Xiao Qi remained expressionless. "Please speak."
Ji Tanyuan stared at her for a long time, then suddenly changed her expression: "Don't you think Shen Xichen is sick? The Shen family should take him to see a doctor, instead of bothering me."
"The gentleman likes you."
Ji Tanyuan scoffed, "Then I'm really unlucky to be liked by him."
Xiao Qi suddenly looked up, "Miss Ji."
Ji Tanyuan hummed in agreement. "I'm listening. You don't think I should be touched, do you?"
“I’ve had a lot of suitors since I was a child. Regardless of their true character, they would at least put on an act, after all, they had to show their sincerity.”
"But your husband is arrogant, conceited, and extremely wicked. How could he possibly like me? Before this, I always thought he hated me."
Xiao Qi pursed her lips: "He envies you."
Ji Tanyuan was too lazy to talk to the little pervert. Xiao Qi had already been infected, so there was no point in talking to him.
After Ji Tanyuan finished her meal, she saw Shen Xichen enter the room. Shen Xichen was inexplicably happy to see her sitting in the dining room eating.
"woke up?"
Ji Tanyuan wiped her mouth and stood up. "Can you take me home now?"
"I didn't tie you up."
He was slapped as soon as he finished speaking.
Caught off guard.
Ji Tanyuan: "This is ridiculous. Don't you think it's laughable? There's no way we could have any connection."
Shen Xichen tilted his head, touched his face, and then chuckled, "Isn't it available now?"
As he spoke, he grabbed her wrist and led her upstairs. "I'm showing you something. My feelings for you have never been just a passing fancy."
He dragged her to the doorway of a room.
He said, "Here, with your fingerprint, you can open it. Do you want to open it and take a look?"
Ji Tanyuan looked at the door, which looked much the same as the doors in the other rooms.
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