After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 97: His Origins

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: His Origins

It must have been the deep night; that’s why Shen Jinci could see the brilliance in Bian Yue’s eyes, spilling over in her pupils, so beautiful that it took one’s breath away.

He gently pressed on her lips, restraining the urge to kiss her repeatedly, merely gazing intently.

Bian Yue felt shy under his stare, and after a while, she stammered, "You... you being so close, I feel a bit uncomfortable."

He said, "So, it’s only when I’m close to you that you feel uncomfortable, right?"

His calm counter-question startled Bian Yue, her face flushed red.

But noticing the amusement in the man’s eyes, that shyness was suddenly replaced by a competitive spirit; she wrapped her arms around Shen Jinci’s neck and landed a kiss without hesitation.

It was more like she was proving she wasn’t shy, so there was no hint of passion in the kiss, just a pure declaration.

"Now?" Bian Yue said, "Now, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Shen Jinci simply watched her motionlessly, like watching a willful child.

He lifted his hand, touched her hair softly, and said, "No."

After a pause, he then asked, "Yueyue, can I stay tonight?"

He asked casually, whimsically, nonchalantly.

But Bian Yue, who had just managed to calm her blushing cheeks, instantly turned deeply red again.

She stared blankly at Shen Jinci, and after a long time, found her voice again, sounding somewhat bewildered, more surprised, "You... why suddenly..."

"What if I say it wasn’t sudden?" he asked softly, the usually indifferent man’s eyes now full of a determined certainty; he caressed Bian Yue’s hair, his expression serene, "Bian Yue, what if I told you, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time?"

"Then why wait till now?"

"It’s not waiting till now," Shen Jinci corrected her, "It’s enduring."

Bian Yue clenched the blanket beneath her, her fingers whitening from the force but still asked softly, "Then... we’re just going to sleep, right?"

She probably didn’t realize the ambiguity in her words.

Shen Jinci’s eyes glinted with deeper amusement. "Or you could do something else if you’d like."

Bian Yue’s eyes widened as she covered his mouth, her ears red and palms sweaty, she earnestly whispered, "You... you can stay, but we can’t do anything else."

Bian Yue herself didn’t realize how high her tolerance for him was.

That night, it continued to drizzle in Xiangjiang, while the room was warmly dimly lit, Shen Jinci pulled Bian Yue gently into his arms from behind.

His breath on the back of Bian Yue’s neck triggered a shiver.

Shen Jinci knew, he was taking advantage of her vulnerability.

Just after Bian Yue had met Li Sihe, he made his request, knowing she wouldn’t refuse as long as he didn’t cross the line.

What a kind girl she was, likely feeling fully guilty after leaving the hospital, thinking herself overly magnanimous and herself excessively extreme.

Shen Jinci didn’t desire Bian Yue’s guilt.

But he didn’t mind using this guilt.

"Yueyue." He called her name in the silent night, as if it had long brewed between his lips, tender and lingering.

Shen Jinci seldom spoke in such a tone; Bian Yue’s heart softened, she quietly intoned "Hmm," and then asked, "What’s wrong? Can’t you sleep?"

Shen Jinci replied indifferently, "I don’t want to sleep."

"Because I’m holding you." After saying that, Bian Yue almost wished she could bite off her tongue, her expression slightly annoyed, yet she felt the grip around her waist was very tight, she softly said, "Shen Jinci, I’m having a bit of trouble breathing."

"Then turn around and face me."

Bian Yue’s heart beat erratically, but she still obeyed Shen Jinci’s words and turned around.

When their gazes met, Bian Yue saw Shen Jinci’s calm demeanor, his noble and aloof face softly lit by the lamp, unexpectedly gentle, his lips curved in a faint smile. He pinched Bian Yue’s cheek and sighed softly, "Good girl."

Bian Yue lowered her eyelashes, avoiding the laughter in Shen Jinci’s eyes.

"Let’s go to sleep then," Bian Yue said, "It’s late and I’m a bit sleepy."

"Okay." He gently patted her back, his posture soothing and his voice light.

Bian Yue was initially nervous, but inexplicably, she truly began to feel tired in this silent communion.

Her eyelids grew heavy, slowly drooping as she succumbed to weariness.

Shen Jinci just watched her, his hand gently patting her back, feeling the cool strands of her hair, which softened his heart.

He slowly touched her, his thoughts drifting far away.

The rain in Xiangjiang that year was just as heavy; the funeral was enshrouded in dense black, oppressively looming, indescribably heavy.

The Bian Family’s little princess stood under her umbrella in the middle of the crowd, swaying as if she might faint the next moment.

At 16, Bian Yue lost her family and had nothing, surrounded by wolves.

At 23, Shen Jinci stood on the barren ground not far from the funeral, watching Bian Yue’s figure from afar.

The butler whispered in his ear, "That’s Miss Bian Yue."

Shen Jinci thought, if only... if only time could be reversed, and back then Bian Yue had turned her head slightly or he had stepped forward, parting the crowd, then perhaps many things would have been different.

But he did not; he just watched her from behind, thinking: So, this is the Bian Yue that his twin brother had always longed for.

How ludicrous.

A woman so fragile she couldn’t even protect herself.

Thus, he watched coldly, a mocking smile at the corner of his lips, his voice indifferent: "His taste isn’t so great."

The butler stayed silent, not responding to Shen Jinci’s sharp sarcasm.

At 23, Shen Jinci washed away his dark, unseen past, hung up the Shen Jinci name card, took over the Lixing Group, and became the youngest head of the group.

No one knew that he wasn’t really Shen Jinci, his name before 23 was erased in blood, leaving only a shell identical to the Shen Family’s eldest son, permitted to emerge into the daylight and take over an enviable life.

The people from the deep abyss are ruthless.

The only thing he cared about was the little princess he encountered at a banquet at Victoria Harbor not long ago.

He stepped into this new world, his only wish was to get a little closer, to see what the little princess, running down from the second floor in her white dress, really looked like when she smiled.

He didn’t know that the orphan girl with her back to him was the same girl he glimpsed back then.

He learned they were the same person a day later.

The butler said, "The lady you asked me to find is Bian Yue."

After speaking, he handed Shen Jinci a photograph.

It was from Bian Yue’s 16th birthday party; she was dressed in a little white dress, her smile so pure and naïve it was intoxicating.

No one knew the shock in Shen Jinci’s heart at that moment.

The moon he covertly coveted was also the one his brother loved.

Years later, that photo would appear in Shen Jinci’s wallet, only to be seen by Wei Shuqian two years afterwards.

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