Chapter 185 - If Heaven Had Feelings, It Too Would Age (1/2)

Lu Shaoming watched Ning Qing disappear at the door of the bar. She didn’t notice him, but he watched her the whole time.

He heard all her words. She had said, “Know yourself as well as your enemy.”

She had also laughed and played with Xiao Zhou like a girl, and when she pa.s.sed him, she brought with her a gentle breeze of laughter like tinkling bells.

He lifted the wine in his hand and took a sip.

He couldn’t decipher the feeling in his heart at the moment. The empty part of his heart seemed to be filled. He was very moved.

He was proud to see her climbing to where she was now so wisely. It was like watching his loved ones grow up. It was so satisfying.

Just now, he was still thinking that she was too reckless. It turned out that he had been worried for nothing.

She had once again impressed him.

…

Ning Qing left. Fan Sicheng quickly gave the two friends a look, and the friends quickly stood up and said goodbye. “Young Master Fan, Missy Yin, we still have something to do, so we have to go.”

“Alright, go quickly.” Fan Sicheng waved them away.

When they all left, Fan Sicheng looked sideways and quietly watched Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling was drinking a c.o.c.ktail. Her natural red lips were very soft as they imprinted themselves on the edge of the gla.s.s. Her shoulder-length hair on her left shoulder was tucked behind her snow-white ears which exposed half of her glamorous little face to him.

Fan Sicheng’s eyes were fascinated. He and Yin Shuiling had gone from cla.s.smates to friends. She had always been the focus of attention, the proudest little princess.

His little princess.

If she wanted to, he would treat her like a princess all his life.

“Shuiling, Yin Muchen called me that night last year, and later…”

Yin Shuiling paused while drinking and said, “Don’t mention that night!”

“Yes, yes, I won’t mention it. I won’t mention those unhappy things, as long as you are happy Shuiling.”

Yin Shuiling put down her wine gla.s.s. She moved her body close to Fan Sicheng and slowly touched his handsome right face with her fair hands. She said a little apologetically, “Did he beat you up a lot that night? Sorry, I’ve dragged you in again. I dare not go to see you for fear that he would do something to the Fan family.”

Fan Sicheng reached out and held Yin Shuiling’s small hand. Her Phoenix eyes were really beautiful. Her raised eyebrows had a particular air of cold arrogance to them; it caused men to want her as she was a natural temptress.

Unfortunately, only he could see the cold in her phoenix eyes. In the past three years, her personality had become much colder, and she lacked vitality.

Fan Sicheng said dotingly, “Ever since our acquaintance, you’ve dragged me in and down quite a lot, but I just don’t think it’s enough.”

Yin Shuiling’s delicate little face was flushed because of the red wine. She wasn’t drunk. She had a good alcohol tolerance, but she had the Asian flush.

Once she drank, her face would flush red, as if she had applied high-grade Rouge. The color was as vibrant as a rose.

“Mmm,” said Yin Shuiling, looking at Fan Sicheng sincerely and fluttering her long eyelashes. Instead of pulling back her hand, she said sincerely, “Sicheng, we have known each other for ten years. I heard that you are very successful now. You are not young anymore. Don’t keep chasing random women forever. Get married to a good girl.”

“Hah,” Fan Sicheng said with a light laugh. His eyes filled with warmth. “Shuiling, I used to see you drawing cartoons by the lake, because you like drawing, so I learned clothing design. I have been paying attention to what you’ve been doing all these years. You went to England three years ago and I wouldn’t let you go. You asked me to scram and said you don’t want to see me anymore, so I restrained myself and didn’t go find you. Last year, Yin Muchen called me and told me to come over. Before I did anything to you, he beat me up. You asked me to go again. Okay, I left again. But this time I won’t listen to you. I won’t get married unless you marry me.”

“Marry you?” Yin Shuiling lifted her head and looked at him in shock.

“Yes, Shuiling.” Fan Sicheng held her in his arms and kissed her hair gently. “I know all about your past and pain. I can tolerate you and love you well. Aren’t you tired these three years? Come to me and you won’t need to worry about anything or pretend to be someone else. Be the princess in my heart, the apple of my eye. Let Yin Muchen go, and let yourself go.”

Yin Shuiling did not know if she was tired or not, but she was really touched by Fan Sicheng.

She had also thought about waiting for her father to pa.s.s away in prison in the future. She would settle Yin Muchen with a knife. She would avenge the death of her family and allow herself to be destroyed.

But now Fan Sicheng had moved her with his words, how blessed it was to have a person who loves herself so much in her life.

She had been chasing Yin Muchen’s love all her life. She used to do everything for him. Although he had never accepted it, she could imagine how happy it was to be loved.

Otherwise, how could Yin Muchen rely on her love for him to push the Yin family into eternal disaster?

Yin Shuiling slowly reached out and held Fan Sicheng. “Thank you, Sicheng, but…”

Before she could finish, there was a cold sneer in her ear, “If you want to marry her, you’d better wait for the next life!”

Yin Shuiling let go of Fan Sicheng and glanced sideways, Yin Muchen had come.

Today, he wore a grey V-neck sweater and white casual trousers. It had to be said that Yin Muchen was one of the men who could wear white trousers with a clean and elegant look. He was the hot financial tyc.o.o.n who accounts for tens of millions of dollars every minute nowadays and has a calm and unchanged elite atmosphere in his temperament.

His dark glazed eyes locked onto the intimate gesture of the two people on the sofa. He slowly said, “Shuiling, come here!”

“Why should she? Don’t go, Shuiling!” Fan Sicheng held Yin Shuiling tight. In his eyes, Yin Muchen was a devil and a pervert.

Yin Shuiling’s expression of sincerity and affection disappeared. She leaned lazily in Fan Sicheng’s arms and giggled with a charming light smile. She said in a delicate voice, “Oh, it’s Big Brother. Brother, you seem to be angry. Why is your reaction so huge, I’m just on a date with my first lover?”

Yin Muchen’s face remained unchanged. “Shuiling, come here. Don’t let me say it for the third time, because I don’t know which of you will cry out in pain if I repeat it for the third time.”

Yin Shuiling lifted a willow brow, turned around and held Fan Sicheng’s handsome face and kissed him. “Sicheng, then I’ll go back with my brother. Let’s meet another day.”

Fan Sicheng was stunned because of the kiss. It was really the closest they had been in 10 years.

While Fan Sicheng was stunned, Yin Shuiling gently pushed him aside and stood up and walked towards Yin Muchen.

Yin Muchen reached out and held her tender, boneless hand and took her away.

“Hey, Shuiling!” Fan Sicheng came back to his senses and called Yin Shuiling. He saw Yin Muchen striding away while Yin Shuiling stumbled behind him and ran with some difficulty.

Fan Sicheng’s mouth lifted with self-mockery. Why did Shuiling kiss him? Was it for the sake of angering Yin Muchen?

Admit it, Yin Shuiling, how much hate you have now represented how much love you still have; such a proud girl would still do childish things for Yin Muchen.