Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Upon hearing this, Song Yuanxi immediately smiled.
There was something different about her smile—it was candid, and carried a certain honesty.
Her delicate body did not completely hide her obstinate and stubborn personality. She said, “Brother Liangchuan, I will not leave with you.”
Shen Liangchuan frowned.
They continued to look at each other in the eye.
In the past, Song Yuanxi had always been afraid of him and would always obey him.
But now, there was a certain defiance about her, even if there was still a hint of that old fear in her eyes which she stubbornly tried to conceal.
In the end, Shen Liangchuan sighed and took the seat opposite her.
Following his lead, the girl sat down and asked, “Brother Liangchuan, what would you like to drink?”
Before he could speak, she had already raised her hand and signaled to the waitress. “A cup of latte, thanks.”
She had lived with him for eight years, she knew by heart his taste for coffee.
He looked at her and asked, “Where have you been putting up?”
Song Yuanxi smiled again at the question. “Brother Liangchuan, is that you worrying about me?”
Shen Liangchuan nodded and said, “Yes.”
She replied, “You care about me because you worry about not being able to fulfill my brother’s wish?”
He fell silent for a moment and then nodded again.
Song Yuanxi laughed and said, “You don’t need to worry anymore. You’ve taken care of me for eight years and I’m grown up now. You can’t be minding me forever. You’ve already fulfilled your promise to my brother.”
Shen Liangchuan’s expression darkened.
Before he passed away, his last request had been for Shen Liangchuan to take care of his little sister.
Instead of doing that, he had driven Song Yuanxi to the edge of sanity.
The truth was that he did harbor guilty feelings.
He furrowed his brow and continued questioning her. “Don’t change the topic. Tell me, where are you staying now?”
“At a friend’s place.”
“Which friend?”
Song Yuanxi pursed her lips and replied, “Brother Liangchuan, I’m already grown up.”
He continued to look at her intently. “Which friend?”
Song Yuanxi had been a loner during her school days, hence she had few friends in Beijing.
It was only after going abroad that she had gradually become a more sociable person.
She pursed her lips.
At this point, the cafe door swung open and a successful-looking young man of about 30 strode in.
He wore a suit and a pair of glasses with a gold frame. His outward appearance gave the impression that he was some sort of scholar merchant. It was obvious that he was from a wealthy family and had received a good family upbringing. Shen Liangchuan narrowed his eyes.
One step at a time, the man walked in Song Yuanxi’s direction, finally stopping next to her.
When Song Yuanxi saw him, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes but she still stood up.
The man extended his hand when he saw Shen Liangchuan and said, “How do you do?”
Looking at the man, Shen Liangchuan asked, “This is…?”
As though suddenly remembering something, Song Yuanxi’s eyes lit up. She reached for the man’s arms and said, “This is my boyfriend. I’ve been staying at his place.”
She smiled after saying this.
Narrowing his eyes, Shen Liangchuan repeated, “Your boyfriend?”
The girl nodded.
Shen Liangchuan took at look at the young man again and, after a moment, stood up.
He said to Song Yuanxi, “The Shen villa’s door will always be open to you.”
Her eyes reddened at once.
He turned around to walk away, but after a few steps he halted and turned to look at her again. “Yuanxi, I hope you can find your own happiness.”
She nodded again.
Shen Liangchuan strode away.
By now, tears were rolling down her cheeks.
Goodbye, Brother Liangchuan.
As she cried, a tissue suddenly appeared before her face.