Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Shen Rao now has no feeling of relief for surviving the disaster, nor does he have any fear of unknown danger.

He only felt sad and heartbroken, and the pain made him feel a little chest tightness and he couldn't eat anything.

Unlike his bitter melon, Qi Yan sitting opposite him ate it with gusto and even asked the boss for another basket.

Seeing that he didn't move, she asked him kindly.

"Why don't you eat?"

Qi Yan recalled what had just happened, and there was nothing bloody that would affect his appetite.

Shen Rao took a deep breath, looked up at her, his eyes as dark as ink, and spoke slowly.

"Can I ask you about the past?"

Qi Yan's hand holding the steamed bun paused for just a moment before continuing.

"Why do you want to ask this?"

"Can't ask?"

"Not at all."

She swallowed what was in her mouth and drank a mouthful of porridge smoothly.

"It is nothing special."

Qi Yan thought about it carefully and realized that there was really nothing much to say except training.

"How was it?"

His obsidian-like narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at her intently, not wanting to miss any slight change in his expression.

He doesn't need to know the specific past.

I just want to know whether she had a good life and whether she was happy.

This time Qi Yan was silent, and after a long time he let out a faint smile.

“I can’t say it’s bad.”

All she could obtain since she was born were rights and status that others could never reach even after spending several lifetimes.

So even though he likes freedom, Qi Yan has never complained about being bound by responsibilities.

She should and must endure the shackles, pressure, danger, and gazes from all sides.

Shen Rao looked at her indifferent expression, and for some reason, his heart ached slightly.

Qi Yan now seemed to be covered with a thick and gloomy fog. He could not be seen or touched, and it seemed as if he would disappear in the next second.

He lowered his eyes, his dark eyelashes covering his increasingly silent deep eyes, his hair cast a small shadow on his forehead, making him look a little gloomy and depressed.

Just as he raised his chin to say something, a steamed bun was pushed in front of him. Qi Yan, standing opposite him, held the bun to his mouth with a gentle and kind smile on her face.

"Eat quickly, I got you new chopsticks."

She also explained thoughtfully.

Shen Rao stared blankly at the steamed buns in front of him, then looked at her with a dull expression.

Perhaps the impact was too great and I forgot to react for a moment, and the cold and oppressive feeling on my body disappeared completely.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Qi Yan moved forward again, almost touching his lips.

Shen Rao finally reacted, turned his rosy and handsome face away, moved back, and said uncomfortably.

"Put it down, I can eat it myself."

Qi Yan was very obedient at this time. He put down the steamed buns and handed over the chopsticks.

Then she propped her face up with one hand and stared at him seriously and intently.

It was as if he was the only one left in those clear eyes that looked down upon everything. This look alone was enough to make one fall completely for her.

Shen Rao endured this kind of gaze, tried hard to suppress the uncontrollable throbbing in his heart, and patiently controlled his trembling hands while finishing his breakfast.

This breakfast was probably the most stressful meal he had ever had.

When the two came out of the store, fire trucks and sirens sounded from both sides of the road. By the time they had dealt with everything, it was almost noon.

Just as Shen Rao was about to call someone to pick him up, Qi Yan took out a pair of car keys from somewhere and pressed the ignition key for the dark green SUV not far away.

She twirled the key in her hand, tilted her eyes at Shen Rao, and motioned for him to get in the car.

Shen Rao: “…”

After the two got in the car, Qi Yan had just fastened his seat belt when he heard his slightly heavy voice beside him.

“How many cars do you have?”

Including the one Shen Rao had seen, there were three of them, with different styles. Some were so cheap that they could be found everywhere, while some were very expensive, like this one.

The apartment where Shen Rao lived when he was playing racing had a basement garage full of his supercars, some of which were modified, so he could tell at a glance that these were modified military off-road vehicles.

Qi Yan leaned on the driver's seat and did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he took out his sunglasses and put them on, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and said casually.

"Never counted."

"..."

Shen Rao was silent. A complex look appeared in his eyes and he said no more.

No wonder she doesn’t want anything, isn’t swayed by luxury cars and houses, doesn’t love money, and doesn’t like luxury goods.

Because she should have nothing to lack.

There is no shortage of money, power, or... love.

Even towards the poor Qi Yan in the past, he was reluctant to show any of his innate arrogance.

He couldn't help feeling a little inferior towards Qi Yan, who was almost unpretentious.

Three years ago, she was sensible, sober and resilient.

Now she is impeccable everywhere.

Qi Yan is still the same Qi Yan, no matter in the past or now, always strong and always calm.

He suddenly understood why Qi Yan didn't like him.

An eagle soaring high in the sky, galloping across the sky, looking across the world.

How could I fall for a dandy playboy who is addicted to sensual pleasures, living a life of luxury and decadence and doesn't know what day it is?

It was just that the eagle was tired and came to rest beside him, so the playboy thought he could get her.

The once arrogant Prince Shen, who three years later became Mr. Shen, a business leader, probably experienced the cowardice and inferiority of love for the first time.

Shen Rao felt depressed, uncomfortable and suffocated.

Qi Yan keenly noticed that he was in a bad mood. He tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips from time to time, remembering a line in the bodyguard manual given by Bai Ya.

[Keeping the employer in a good mood is also one of the required courses for a caring bodyguard. 】

Although she felt that she was unreliable, she still acted as a caring big sister for the sake of the success of the mission.

"Boss, you can talk to me if you have any troubles."

"..."

Shen Rao didn't say anything, just glanced at her and turned his head away.

Clearly ignoring it.

Qi Yan was not angry when being ignored and continued.

"Don't hold back on anything that's on your mind. Sulking is bad for your physical and mental health, and it will make you age faster..."

"You dislike my age?!"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Shen Rao loudly.

His voice was trembling with anger and he looked over in disbelief. Shen Rao was already sensitive, and now he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, with his fur standing on end.

"I'm not……"

Qi Yan's face was full of confusion. Isn't that what she meant?

Shen Rao, who was angry, didn't care about her explanation. Feeling aggrieved and depressed, he pulled the car door and said.

"Stop the car, I want to get off."

"I didn't mean to say you were old..."

"Qi Yan, I want to get off!"

The corners of Shen Rao's eyes were tinged red, and a layer of angry mist rose in his black pupils. He seemed to be unable to cry, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Qi Yan bit the soft flesh between his cheeks and stopped at the corner.

The car was stopped, but the lock was still unlocked. Shen Rao stared at her with tearful eyes, trying to maintain the coldness in his voice.

"Open the door."