Chapter 19

◎A complete bastard◎

Chen Jing'an knew that this was intentional. Shen Lie was in a bad mood. He could sense it from the phone call. She had been silent for a few days. He had always been in the upper position. How could he not? temper. Someone happened to bump into him and hit the muzzle of his gun, and the anger would always come out.

She didn't know if it was finished or not, maybe it would be her turn next.

The car door closed with a bang, and Chen Jing'an returned to consciousness. Shen Lie had already closed the file and asked her when her next performance would be.

"The first of next month."

Chen Jing'an replied.

Shen Lie understood, nodded, and smiled sporadically: "Time is tight, no wonder you are so busy these days."

Chen Jing'an did not say anything, her eyes were quiet, and her lips were pursed, as if she was waiting for trial. She even I really hope that he loses his temper at me, instead of boiling a frog in warm water like now. After the quarrel, both of them feel bored, and the absurd relationship between them can end.

But Shen Lie didn't, and the two of them still got along as usual, as if the unpleasantness had never happened. She really couldn't see through him. He gave people the impression that he was more like a deep, silent lake, with no waves on the surface, no depth, no rapids, and she had no way of knowing when it would surge out.

Chen Jing'an couldn't guess Shen Lie's thoughts, so he could only do all the things he hated.

Shen Lie's taste was light, so the restaurants she went to became more and more heavy-flavored. He had a strong desire to control, so she was riddled with thorns. She would stab him with random words. All the mean words she said in the past twenty-one years were given to him, and he Being punctual, she delayed her time and went to the appointment slowly... However, Shen Lie accepted all of this and never showed any displeasure.

Chen Jing'an was very irritated and punched the cotton hard, but there was no response.

Ji Hong saw this and was frightened. He wanted to ease the relationship between the two people and talked about the incident that night when Shen Lie was forced to stop and pressed the person against the car glass.

"Do you know why Mr. Shen took action that day? Because he wanted to see you, but his mouth was dirty and he spoke rudely to you."

"What did he say?" Chen Jing'an asked.

Ji Hong frowned. He couldn't say some words, so he conveyed awkwardly: "He said you were just a toy, not such a treasure."

Chen Jing'an was not angry, and asked with a smile: "Isn't he right? "

Ms. Chen, you really don't need to put yourself in such an embarrassing position. Mr. Shen really likes you. This is the first time I have seen him care so much about someone in the three years I have been with him."

"So I should be grateful. " "Yes?" Chen Jing'an looked into his eyes.

"I just think that since things have turned out like this, you can try to accept Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen is really nice." Ji Hong avoided her clear gaze.

Chen Jing'an asked, "Does Mr. Ji have a sister?"

Under Ji Hong's suspicious gaze, she pulled her lips and said in a very calm tone: "You can introduce such a good thing to them."

"..."

Ji Hong looked at Chen Jing'an's back was dazed as he left. He felt that Chen Jing'an had changed a lot. He looked weak, but in fact he had a needle hidden inside. Or maybe he hadn't changed. He still remembered that night with the gentle knife.

Chen Jing'an occasionally spends the night in Qianwan, because it is too late and has passed the access control.

After the last measurement, another batch of clothes and jewelry arrived. They were piled in the bedroom and have not been unpacked for a long time. She seemed to go in and out without seeing her. In the end, Shen Lie saw it and asked her if she didn't like him. If she didn't like him, he would let people Throw it away and send another batch over. Chen Jing'an had to face it and opened the gift boxes one by one.

Most of the clothes are improved cheongsams, which look good and are convenient for daily wear, and there are a dazzling array of jewelry. The things piled here are more than many people can earn in a lifetime.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Shen Lie crossed his legs and sat on the sofa not far away, watching her randomly pile up the clothes as if working on an assembly line.

Chen Jing'an's back was facing him, her shoulders were thin, and her neck and shoulder lines were smooth and delicate: "There's nothing to try on. It's tailor-made. I can wear it."

"I haven't seen you wearing it."

"There are so many clothes that I can't wear them. What do you think? " Look, you can ask someone to wear it for you."

She has been accustomed to a cold tone recently, and she seems to be tired of saying more words. She either doesn't speak, or what she says is full of ice. In short, she is uncomfortable and also I don't want Shen Lie to feel comfortable.

Shen Lie still looked good-tempered.

A few days later, I found a model who was the same size as Chen Jing'an. Even her appearance and style were very similar. The model tried on clothes one by one and showed them off to the best of her ability. Chen Jing'an was so shocked by Shen Lie's operation that she was speechless. He raised his eyelids to show her which ones she liked.

Keep what you like, throw away what you don’t like.

Chen Jing'an underestimated the extent of Shen Lie's madness.

If she doesn't like anything, then Shen Lie can find a way to get more, and then continue to let her choose. Shen Lie has money to burn, and she doesn't have the energy to play with him.

Chen Jing'an was also tired and asked, "What do you want?"

"I just want you to be happy. I'm not very good at coaxing girls." Shen Lie leaned back on the sofa, his posture was lazy and loose, his tone was slow, and there was a smile on his face. Warm smile.

His eyes were dark and he looked at her faintly.

In Chen Jing'an's view, it's more like saying: It doesn't matter, I have plenty of time and energy to play with you.

"You're crazy." Chen Jing'an couldn't help but said.

There were not just the two of them in the house, Ji Hong, the model, and a matching teacher. This sentence was spoken clearly and clearly, and everyone could hear it.

The people listening were more nervous than the people speaking.

Ji Hong even closed his eyes. His last persuasion was not only ineffective, but also added fuel to the fire. He knew the consequences of Shen Lie's anger. Like last time, it was often other people who suffered.

Shen Lie just smiled and sighed indifferently: "I know you are angry, but when will this anger go away?"

It was as if the two of them were just a couple having a bad temper.

Others breathed a sigh of relief, and those who didn't know even looked at Chen Jing'an with some envy, envious that she was being overly pampered.

Chen Jing'an was completely out of temper, so she randomly picked a plain cheongsam and put it on. The person in front of the mirror was well-proportioned and graceful, with a demure temperament. When she came out of the room, the others had already left, and Shen Lie was on the phone. He turned around when he heard the sound of people coming downstairs. After looking at it, he slightly twitched the corner of his lower lip.

Say it looks good.

Chen Jing'an turned around and went upstairs expressionlessly.

At night, the two of them were not together. Shen Lie was working late in the study. Chen Jing'an was reading a book on the history of the late Qin and early Han Dynasty. Next time she performed the classic song "The Overlord Disarms", Zhou Zhengqing always asked her not only to If you know how to play, you also need to know the background of the music score and understand the characters, so that you can express the emotions that the music should have, rather than mechanically reproducing it according to the music score.

Halfway through, Chen Jing'an went downstairs to drink water. When she went upstairs, she saw that the light in the study was still on. She accidentally glanced at it, but she didn't want to be bumped into by Shen Lie.

It was a sudden break from the busy state. His expression was still a little unconscious. His eyes slowly focused, soft and calm. He met hers and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

His voice was low and hoarse, different from usual.

"Soon." Chen Jing'an replied and asked one more question, "...you can't sleep?"

"Insomnia."

"Oh."

As if there was no need to be bored anymore, Chen Jing'an had no intention of caring. She asked more simply because Shen Lie was a little unlike him just now. She opened the door to enter the room and heard him say again: "I haven't heard you play music for a long time." , if it’s not too much trouble, can you play one tonight? “It’s

been a long time,” referring to the last performance.

Chen Jing'an thought of the umbrella he had brought to her when it rained that night. In fact, not many people liked folk music. She asked, "Do you really like to listen to it?"

"Why, don't you want to listen to it if you don't like it?" Shen Lie held his chin and smiled lightly. asked rhetorically.

Not really.

Chen Jing'an didn't bring a pipa, but she used the one prepared by Shen Lie, and the pitch had been adjusted. She sat on the piano bench, thinking that it would be a good time to practice and play the song "The Overlord Disarms".

Shen Lie sat down on the sofa behind her.

The tune has a tense feeling of being besieged on all sides from the beginning. Xiang Yu is defeated, routed, and trapped in a tight siege. It is dull and tragic. She devotes herself to it, thinking of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu who refuses to cross the river. A generation of heroes has fallen. She can play it. Play, unknowingly, play the entire song.

She stroked the pipa, her mind unable to calm down for a long time. I stood up to play the piano, and when I turned around, I saw that the person on the sofa was still listening. I don’t know how long I had fallen asleep.

"..."

Chen Jing'an frowned. Shen Lie didn't want to hear it, but just used it as a lullaby.

She stood up and touched the piano bench intentionally, making some noise on purpose. It was best to wake the person up to relieve her anger. She put down the pipa and didn't bother to look at Shen Lie again. She hoped that he would sleep this night and it would be better if he caught a cold or fever. As he was walking out, his wrist was suddenly held.

"Let go." Chen Jing'an tried hard to free his hand.

Shen Lie had indeed fallen asleep and then been woken up. His eyes were still open and he was still tired. He asked, knowingly, if he had finished playing?

Chen Jing'an laughed angrily: "No, just keep sleeping."

Shen Lie also laughed and said sorry. He really hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Chen Jing'an felt like she was being fooled. She didn't like Shen Lie at all, and she didn't want to stay any longer, but she couldn't pull away.

Shen Lie held her hand and said in a very soft tone: "Can you stay with me for a while?"

But Chen Jing'an had already softened her heart once, and there would never be a second time tonight. She was unwilling to stay for one more second and was still cold. Voice: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

He didn't let go of his hand.

"Shen Lie, don't be a rogue, let go." She couldn't help but raise her voice.

Chen Jing'an was already angry, but now she couldn't get away. She was so angry that she settled the old and new accounts together. Looking back on this period, every minute and every second was torture. She broke down emotionally and couldn't help asking: "What the hell are you doing?" "

When will this day end ?"

Chen Jing'an didn't want to wait any longer.

After the questioning, the room became extremely quiet. Shen Lie drooped his eyelids with a faint shadow, as if he was also thinking about this issue.

After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes to look at her, raised his lips and said, "I don't know, maybe you can try another method?"

His tone was light, but it hit Chen Jing'an's heart like a heavy punch. She realized almost instantly that Shen Lie had seen everything she did during this period. Not only did he know it, he even did it intentionally. Ji Hong's words in the car might have been his instructions.

Chen Jing'an feels like a fool, like a clown, self-righteously performing to his heart's content. Shen Lie is both the director and the audience.

Is playing with her so fun?

Shen Lie stood up, stood upright, and stood in front of Chen Jing'an, blocking her entire figure. He lowered his eyes and looked at her with a look that made her feel like she was a funny thing.

Watching her struggle and escape, the door had actually been locked.

Chen Jing'an clenched her fist and hit him directly on his solid chest, staring at him angrily and resentfully: "Shen Lie, you are a complete bastard!"