When I think about how much effort Shen Zhiyi put in, just to be by his side.
He was completely captivated by the wild joy.
But...why?
The sudden question came up and dampened Shang Zeyan's good mood.
Know what is right and admire the strong.
She wants to get close to him, perhaps just to appear glamorous and serious in front of outsiders.
As a president, he is a calm and powerful businessman.
There are iron-blooded tactics to deal with business banquets.
If she knew that his inner self was so bad, that he was an emotionally uncontrollable lunatic with a suffocating possessiveness and control, who wanted to do many outrageous things to her...
Would she still want to be near him?
Such speculation almost broke him down.
Shang Zeyan's thin lips, which had just been raised, were instantly lowered and retracted.
His brows were deeply furrowed.
The whole person was once again wrapped in worry and gloom.
"I'm not angry with you." His voice was low and hoarse, with a gloomy look in the corners of his eyes.
"Really?" Shen Zhiyi's eyes lit up.
"Really." Shang Zeyan took a step closer and pressed her between the wall and his broad chest.
Beside them are clusters of blooming roses.
In the moonlight, he asked her cautiously.
"Zhiyi, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"
Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
It seems that he didn't understand what he meant.
Shang Zeyan pursed his lips and said, "I mean, you've already approached me. What did you do when you saw me?"
He felt as if he had taken out his heart and fried it in a pan of boiling water.
Pain and suffering.
Only her answer could save him.
Shen Zhiyi blinked, then smiled softly, like the lake water under the moonlight, gently rippling through the tiny ripples.
She pointed to her side, her tone gentle.
"You are in my heart, like it."
Shang Zeyan looked over and his mind went blank for a few seconds.
It's a rose.
Shen Zhiyi said: "You are like it in my heart. Although you are covered with thorns, you are burning and blooming with the most passionate and lasting love."
“I like roses.”
"You like roses?" Shang Zeyan murmured.
"Um."
Shen Zhiyi nodded.
His eyes were unquestioning and firm.
Shang Zeyan felt as if his heart was struck, his chest felt hot, and his eyes felt sore.
He suddenly turned his back.
"good."
"I know."
He didn't dare to guess, was she saying she liked Rose or him?
But that doesn't matter.
Because no matter why she came to him, he would never let her leave.
And since she likes roses.
Then give her all the best roses in the world.
Shang Zeyan thought of the piece of land in the eastern suburbs.
Turning to look at Shen Zhiyi, in his calm eyes, there was a surging love that he would no longer conceal.
He touched her head.
"I'm going to do some work. When I'm done, we'll go home together."
Shen Zhiyi bent her eyes and smiled at him.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here."
So good.
Too obedient.
Shang Zeyan took a deep breath and rubbed the top of her head again with great affection.
Then he walked into the venue.
The tall and broad figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Shen Zhiyi retracted his gaze.
Bend over the rose bushes and smell them.
Smells so good...
Just like the smell coming from him.
Sandalwood Rose.
It is the sexiest scent for her.
"Miss Shen." A voice suddenly called from behind.
Shen Zhiyi turned back.
Seeing Fengyu holding two glasses of wine, he walked towards her with a smile.
"I never thought you and my cousin were close friends. I never imagined I'd only just met you now."
He passed one of the glasses of wine towards Shen Zhiyi.
"But it's not too late now, is it?"
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