Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 428 A safe and smooth life

The deep darkness of night enveloped the secluded courtyard. The stars twinkled faintly in the night sky, and the moon hung high above, its reflection shimmering on the calm lake, creating a dreamlike scene.

"Tsk, I thought President Lu would just pretend not to see it..."

Shen Wanyi's gaze swept over the man's calm expression, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her luscious lips.

These words pierced Lu Yanhan's heart like a knife. His heart tightened, and he looked at her with a complicated expression, falling silent. "Can't you speak properly?"

What kind of talk is that? Unless he's blind, how could he bear to ignore her?

Shen Wanyi turned her head away, clearly too lazy to pay him any attention. The two remained locked in a stalemate until Lu Yanhan spoke first, his tone softening, "How have you been lately?"

The deep night concealed his burning gaze, much like this clandestine relationship; only in the shadows could he reveal his true feelings.

"That's good. And what about you?" Shen Wanyi's lips were still curved in a smile, her clear eyes fixed intently on him, not missing a single expression on his face.

That's true, that person will definitely take good care of her, he doesn't need to worry about it.

Lu Yanhan looked rather helpless. He reached out and picked a fallen leaf that had somehow drifted into the woman's hair, and smiled gently, "As you can see, everything is fine."

He will only be well if she is well.

Shen Wanyi brushed his hand away without saying a word, took a step forward, and the distance between the two suddenly closed. "Liar, you're deceiving yourself. I can tell you're not doing well. You're not doing this willingly."

Their pupils reflected each other's expressions, their eyes were close enough that Lu Yanhan could clearly feel her hot breath and the unique fragrance emanating from her body lingering in his nose.

In the silent air, his body stiffened for a moment as he quietly looked down at her. They were so close that if he lowered his head slightly, he felt as if he could touch her soft lips.

Lu Yanhan frowned slightly, unconsciously pursed his lips, and subconsciously took a few steps back. "What are you thinking about all day? Who can force me? I want to get married when I meet the right person."

He can fool everyone, but he can't fool Shen Wanyi; she knows him best.

Shen Wanyi's eyes flickered slightly, and her tone softened, as if she were looking at a mischievous child, "Suitable doesn't mean liking. I hope you're happy." The word "happiness" hit Lu Yanhan's head directly, but it seemed so distant and unattainable to him. His happiness had long been destroyed in that arranged marriage for the sake of family interests.

He was silent for a moment, then forced a weak smile, drawing the person in front of him into his eyes. "Okay, you should be happy too."

He sincerely wished her a peaceful, smooth, and happy life.

As before, whenever they had a conflict, they would resolve it and then hug each other to clear up any grudges. "Give me a hug."

He stepped forward, gently encircling the woman's slender waist with both hands, resting his chin on the top of her head, his eyes flashing with tenderness.

A proper hug is enough.

……

When Shen Wanyi slipped back into the hall from outside, she was about to pretend nothing had happened and return to her corner to be invisible, but unexpectedly, Song Shichen sat in the seat she had left in.

"Where to?" Song Shichen pulled her to sit down, his slender fingertips touching her slightly cool palm, his warmth covering her.

He had just finished his business and turned around to find that the person was gone. He was worried that the person might be lost and was about to go outside to look for them.

Shen Wanyi was taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained her composure and explained with a smile, "It's a bit stuffy, so I'm going outside for some fresh air."

That's true, she rarely appears in such lively occasions, so it's normal for her to be quiet.

Song Shichen patted the woman's head, gently pinching her face with his fingertips, a gesture of comfort. He whispered in her ear.

"Wanwan, you're feeling bad. I'll be home soon."

Shen Wanyi felt her ears burning from his breath, and her expression gradually became uneasy. She agreed, took the warm water that Song Shichen poured, lowered her head to drink, and listened quietly.

"Uncle Xiao was a close friend of my grandfather's generation. When my grandfather was alive, they visited each other frequently, and the two of them would get together every few days to fish and play chess..."