Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 30

Chapter 30 

Zhou Yichan likes Chen Xichuan? !

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even react when the suit jacket on his shoulders was blown off by the wind.

She didn't even know that at this moment, it was the news itself that shocked her, or it was because Jiang Shuyue had just blatantly announced it to Chen Yan.

Just like when Jiang Shuyue told her that day, Zhou Yichan was actually an executioner. Too unexpected, too caught off guard, Song Zhi's brain went blank for a rare moment.

She had nothing to do but stare at the person who fired the gun in astonishment.

But in Chen Yan's eyes, the girl's dumbfounded appearance was undoubtedly the center of being poked.

He subconsciously questioned for a moment.

how can that be possible? His brother has been dead for so many years, and Zhou Yichan was only in junior high school when she met his brother, what did she know at that time, besides, Chen Xichuan already had a girlfriend, how could she like his brother?

Have you been in love since junior high school? It is too absurd.

However, the girl's frightened expression seemed to tell him, yes, everything is so absurd.

Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and even so, he still asked her to confirm: "Is that so?"

Song Zhishen returned to the basket immediately, and met the young man's deep eyes. She could feel that what Chen Yan expected was a negative answer, but she couldn't give it.

She knew that what Jiang Shuyue said was the truth.

Song Zhi could only look away and remain silent.

"That's just me being sentimental." Chen Yan snorted lightly, "I've got the answer, and I won't disturb the two sisters' heart-to-heart talks."

He gave her a meaningful look, turned around and walked away resolutely.

As soon as the boy's back disappeared, Jiang Shuyue laughed triumphantly.

She squatted down, picked up Song Zhi's slipped coat, stretched out her hand to pat it, and then pointedly said: "What should I do, it's dirty and ugly." Song Zhi looked at

her coldly, waiting for the next sentence.

But I saw Jiang Shuyue slowly put on her suit again, threatening her every word: "The clothes are really ignorant, you have to be careful, if it gets dirty, you will have to be thrown away." The devil did not throw her away at all

. His cold eyes were serious, and once again, he bared his fangs at her.

At this moment, Song Zhi was really afraid.

Because she really felt that Jiang Shuyue was indeed slowly revealing Zhou Yichan's secrets step by step, and she would really expose everything.

Jiang Shuyue seemed very satisfied with her reaction, showing an arrogant smile, she finally patted the collar of her suit warningly, and walked away.

And Song Zhi stood there, frowning and looking at the Thames River where the wind and waves were rife.

Quiet alone, and my thoughts gradually regained clarity.

She remembered a detail that had been neglected: when she first met Chen Yan at the Silverstone Circuit, Jiang Shuyue said intriguingly that no one could forget Xie Yumeng if Zhou Yichan forgot.

At that time, Song Zhi thought that Xie Yumeng was Chen Yan's girlfriend, and guessed that Zhou Yichan and Xie Yumeng were rivals in love.

Unexpectedly, they would really be rivals in love, but the person they like is Chen Xichuan.

It's no wonder that when Zhou Yichan refused to come to the UK, Jiang Shuyue made a point of saying, "Senior sister is here too, you're afraid I'll slip up"; it's also no wonder that when she mentioned "Chen Yan's brother died" that night in the video, Zhou Yichan's emotions were almost on the verge of collapse.

In fact, everything already has traces.

If the truth is so, will Zhou Yichan really have something to do with Chen Xichuan's death?

Song Zhi wasn't sure, but at this point, she longed for the truth but was also afraid of the truth.

The surface of the black river was dark and rolling. She stared at the river and made an illusion. She found that even if the truth was true, she didn't seem to want Zhou Yichan to be exposed and forced to accept the judgment of the world.

She didn't want to ruin Zhou Yichan's life, she wanted to keep the secret for her.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi's eyes looking towards Hei Ye suddenly became firm.

There is still time for everything, and now the only outsider who knows this secret is Chen Yan.

As long as she can deal with Chen Yan, tell him not to delve into it, and tell him to keep his mouth shut, the situation can still be controlled.

Song Zhi resolutely returned to the party.

She was going to test Chen Yan's attitude on this first, but unexpectedly, before she got close, she saw the young man having a happy conversation with Jiang Shuyue.

The two sat face to face alone at a small table by the window, with an empty wine bottle in the center of the table, and a row of empty wine glasses in front of each of them.

Song Zhi saw that Chen Yan turned the wine bottle and aimed it at Jiang Shuyue.

He bent slightly to pick up a bottle of wine, and filled the girl's glass with a provocative smile. They didn't know what to say, and after a while, the girl shyly and coquettishly picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

The girl and Jiang Shuyue had a fierce fight, and it was a romantic one.

But inexplicably, Song Zhi felt that he was just fishing, no, fishing for news.

She thought that Chen Yan might be asking Jiang Shuyue for more details about Zhou Yichan's liking for Chen Xichuan.

The situation was completely reversed. This time, it was Song Zhi's turn to privately send a message to "ask for attention."

[Why bother to go so far as to use beauty tricks to talk? ]

[Can't you just ask the person directly? 】

She had at least glanced at the message sent by the young man just now, but at this moment, Chen Yan didn't seem to receive her message at all.

He didn't even touch his phone, raised his head, and drank the wine that Jiang Shuyue poured for him, two glasses.

Song Zhi was not in a hurry, he learned from him and started to bombard him:

[Chen Yan, you don't want me to say goodbye to you like this, do you? ]

[I don't want to play games with me] [I'll play with you]

[Games in the air, how about it? 】

While beating the boy, she deliberately went around the crowd to avoid Jiang Shuyue's eyes, and sat down at the small table behind him.

Chen Yan can look directly at her just by raising his eyes.

Meeting the boy's gaze, Song Zhi raised his phone and shook it, motioning him to read the news.

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, then took out his mobile phone in his pocket.

Seeing this, Song Zhi was slightly relieved. At least, she thought, he wouldn't block herself on the spot and never give him a chance to communicate again.

But seeing the young man retaliate against him with his own words, he only glanced at it, and then turned the phone back.

He stretched out his hand and turned the wine bottle again. The mouth of the bottle was facing Jiang Shuyue. Song Zhi heard the girl whisper, "Chen Yan, what question do you want to ask this time?

" The body leans forward.

He stopped by Jiang Shuyue's ear, but his eyes were fixed on Song Zhi, and he asked: "Have you been so close to him since junior high?" "She?

Who is it, Yichan?"

The person he likes is too close to him , as if he could feel his body temperature, Jiang Shuyue's face was red and her ears were hot, and she froze and didn't dare to move.

After she finished asking, she mustered up the courage to turn her head, and wanted to stick to the boy.

Chen Yan had already turned back and sat down. He didn't say a word, but stared at her slightly.

Jiang Shuyue could only guess what he meant, and tentatively said, "Just ask Yichan, I met her in high school because we were classmates..." The

girl talked softly about her acquaintance experience with Zhou Yichan , but Song Zhimiao understood that Chen Yan was asking himself this question.

He asked: "Did you like my brother since junior high school?"

The game has already started.

Song Zhi didn't know the answer to the question at all.

But she guessed that with Zhou Yichan's romantic personality, she might be the kind of girl who fell in love with someone at first sight just because of a moment.

After pondering for a moment, Song Zhi got up and brought two bottles of wine and a glass for himself as quickly as possible.

She poured it on herself, toasted the boy, and answered with wine.

She said yes.

Chen Yan smiled and interrupted the chatter in his ear: "You are late in answering."

Jiang Shuyue suddenly paused, but smiled even more tenderly: "Okay, then I will punish you, and you will turn the bottle in this round." The

young man With a flick of the hand, the mouth of the bottle faced the two girls again.

He lazily leaned back in his chair: "Double, add a penalty."

This is the rule he and Jiang Shuyue made.

The girl drank two more glasses, and her tone of speech was drunken excitement: "What question do you want to ask this time, is it related to someone else?"

Chen Yan ticked her fingers.

Jiang Shuyue's heart beat to her ears, suppressing her excitement, she approached the boy. He also leaned over, and the breath of his words brushed against the tips of her ears.

He asked: "My brother and I, do you look alike?"

The young wolf stared at him, and Song Zhi stopped breathing.

The face on the news flashed unconsciously in his mind, the 22-year-old Chen Xichuan, except that his eyes were only peachy and sentimental, but not wild, it was indeed very similar to Chen Yan's face at the moment.

What does he mean by asking this now?

Recalling the recent ambiguous encounters, Song Zhi had a bad guess in his heart.

As soon as the idea came up, Jiang Shuyue in front of her blurted out: "It's very similar, otherwise Yichan would not want to come to England—"

At this point, the girl suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

After a moment of silence, she picked up her glass and apologized: "I'm sorry, sorry, I made a slip of the tongue after drinking, I'm sorry, I will punish myself with two more glasses.

"

"That's it." Chen Yan played with the wine glass thoughtfully.

After a while, he invited Jiang Shuyue: "Respect for your information."

Song Zhi watched for a long time, this was the first time Chen Yan took the initiative to Jiang Shuyue, as if affirming her.

He believed in the bad words of "stand-in".

Song Zhi met his gaze, but this time he didn't make any movements, neither poured wine nor explained.

She just kept looking at the young man, such as suggesting that she wants to leave in the P room of the game, or hinting that he would help her at the manor auction. This is a secret signal between them, tacit understanding, showing the most true feelings.

She is answering the question: no.

Chen Yan didn't seem to believe it.

He stood up abruptly, tapped the table twice with his fingertips and said, "The game is over, Miss Jiang and I will go to another table to play?"

"Of course!" Jiang Shuyue happily followed him away.

Song Zhi watched the two of them join the hotter multiplayer wine table game.

And she was still sitting by the window, thinking about Chen Yan's attitude. After a long time, she finally sent two messages to Chen Yan:

【Sorry. ]

[I'm leaving. 】

Immediately, Song Zhizhen stepped out of the party hall and came to the edge of the top deck of the yacht.

This time, before waiting too long, Chen Yan called.

She didn't answer it, and didn't hang up, letting the phone buzz in her palm. Within two minutes, the boy followed the sound and found her.

Song Zhi leaned against the railing, put his mobile phone into his suit pocket, and waited for Chen Yan to approach.

The boy finally stood still in front of her, with a condescending attitude.

"Miss Zhou is really confident." There was a bit of danger in his tone, "So you believe so firmly that I will come to you?"

Song Zhi raised his eyes, not afraid of his gaze: "I bet right, didn't I."

Chen Yan took another half step forward, almost touching her.

He supported the yacht on the railing with both hands, circled the girl and said, "Zhou Yichan, you are really underestimated

.

" Keep your word and let me order you."

When they met in London for the first time, he seemed to have indeed said something like "let me order you by the young lady".

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows: "Okay, it's my own fault. Didn't Missy want to explain, let's talk about it now."

Song Zhi asked him, "Do you mind?"

"What do you think?" Chen Yan stared at her .

Song Zhi held her breath for a moment and said, "I don't think you are such a low self-esteem person. I like Chen Xichuan, but it has nothing to do with my relationship with Chen Yan." While waiting alone, she thought of many ways to explain, cover up and plead

.

But in the end, Song Zhidu vetoed it. In her opinion, this young man didn't need those vain detours.

There is nothing like this frank and straightforward sentence.

Chen Yan really didn't ask any more questions, and even looked at her with a calm expression.

His sulky emotions dissipated, but soon, it seemed that some other more restless emotions surged up.

Song Zhi was not sure what it was, she just felt a little uncomfortable.

She opened her mouth again to continue the conversation, and tentatively asked, "Will you be on Jiang Shuyue's side?"

Chen Yan chuckled, and asked back, "Why, are you scared?"

"Yes." Song Zhi Seriously, tell him sincerely, "I'm very scared, because it's a secret that I plan to keep until I die, and I don't want anyone to know." "

Then why did you tell Jiang Shuyue?" Chen Yan blurted out.

Song Zhi lowered his eyes: "You should have guessed it a long time ago, how could I take the initiative to tell her." The

girl's mood sank, her phoenix eyes drooped, but her tail raised slightly, very pitiful.

Chen Yanming knew that she was so cunning now, most likely she did it on purpose to soften his heart. But he is still willing to play tricks.

He actually explained to her: "She told me alone on purpose, didn't she just want me to believe it?"

Song Zhi suddenly raised his eyes.

But the young man continued: "I don't believe it, how could that Miss Jiang feel that she defeated you?"

Song Zhi was stunned.

So when he was playing the game, he didn't believe in Jiang Shuyue at all. Maybe he left from the deck at first because he just wanted Jiang Shuyue to feel that he had succeeded.

He saw that Jiang Shuyue had bad intentions for him, so he used tricks to save her from girls' other tricks.

In front of himself, he seemed to have always been so sincere.

Song Zhi looked at the young man, and she was almost ashamed to say what she was going to say next.

However, Zhou Yichan began to gain the upper hand in her heart, and she finally said: "So, you are willing to keep this secret for me, right?" Chen Yan leaned slightly, getting closer

to the girl, almost as if hugging her into his arms .

He asked, "What good would that do me?"

"You can make an offer." Song Zhiyi pointed out.

Chen Yan smiled a little: "I didn't fulfill the promise on my birthday last time, so the eldest lady painted a cake for me again?"

Song Zhi bewitched him: "Then do you offer a price?"

Chen Yan said: "Why not?"

Song Zhi's heart relaxed slightly, but also tensed up strangely at the same time.

She asked: "Then what's your price?"

"Anything?"

"Anything."

She asked the price, but the boy remained silent.

The air was suddenly silent.

Chen Yan's head drooped even lower, and the tips of the broken hair brushed Song Zhi's forehead, slightly itching.

At an extremely ambiguous and dangerous distance, she could even smell his wine-scented breath. She saw neon lights flickering in the boy's eyes, and saw his Adam's apple rolling slightly, as if he was about to ask for a price.

Maybe it's because such deviant behavior has happened too many times between them, like a silent tacit understanding, so that she puts too much trust in this boy.

In the end, unexpectedly—

Chen Yan suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

In an instant, the watery night wind blew past, lifting her dress and taking her breath away.

Like falling, Song Zhi instinctively grasped the iron railing of the yacht with his backhand, and there was a ringing sound in his ears, and his heart was lost in an instant.

In the distance, the tower clock faintly struck the zero o'clock, and a new round of carnival seemed to surge up in the party below, and even the Thames River seemed to be boiling.

However, Song Zhi didn't notice anything.

All she saw was Chen Yan's evil smile, and her breath fell on her eyes.

He said: "I accept the hush money."

This is "F1 speed": D