She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 325 Why not?
Before Qin Yanfeng could return, Shen Manzhi received a call from the old man asking her to come back to the old house for dinner.

Her original intention was to wait for Qin Yanfeng to go back together, and have dinner together as a get-together.

But it was clear that this wasn't a casual reminiscing session.

The old man had a kind face and a gentle voice, "Do you want Ayan to hear about the thing you've been thinking about?"

Shen Manzhi's eyes turned slightly cold, but she simply smiled and said, "I'm free tomorrow afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, she lay listlessly on the sofa, rubbing her temples.

Zhizhi walked over and nuzzled against her drooping hand. She casually comforted her a couple of times, then turned over and fell asleep facing the inside of the sofa.

After the massage incident, she reminded herself to check her phone more often... She remembered, but not completely.

I was woken up by Wen Lin's overseas phone call.

Wen Lin asked with a puzzled tone, "Sleeping?"

Shen Manzhi frowned and picked up her phone to check the time.

Two o'clock in the morning.

She had a bad temper. "Are you sick?"

Being scolded for no reason, Wen Lin was speechless. "You used to be able to fall asleep at two in the morning?"

The Dominican Republic is twelve hours ahead of China. After so many phone calls, how could he not know that she has the same sleep schedule as a night owl?

Could it be that talking about love has actually normalized their sleep schedule?
Shen Manzhi turned on the speakerphone, closed her eyes, tossed the phone aside, rolled over, and said in a hoarse voice, "Speak."

"Nothing much, just wanted to ask how you've been lately?"

She stated succinctly, "I didn't have a relapse."

"..."

Sometimes Wen Lin really didn't want to communicate with this person.

"Delson sent me a batch of medicine. I saw that they are all positive healing agents for your body. You can try them when you come back. The third-stage checkup is in a week."

"Yes, I'll be back during the checkup."

Wen Lin pondered the meaning behind her words, "Are you planning to stay there? Didn't you say you decided to stay in Europe?"

A warm, cuddly creature snuggled into Shen Manzhi's arms, and she casually stroked the cat's fur.

Wen Lin paused for a moment, then said, “Your current situation is not good. I wasn’t planning to bring this up, thinking you’d be back in a few days, so it wouldn’t be too late to talk about it later.”

He paused slightly, his voice deepening, "Someone contacted Delson to inquire about you. Do you know what that means?"

He knew she was listening.

“You told me before that there might be other survivors among the experimental subjects, and that Delson was investigating this matter in private. Since they were able to find Delson and inquire about you... your identity has probably been exposed, and it's hard to imagine how far they've tracked you down now.”

Shen Manzhi slightly raised her eyes, the bloodshot veins in them still quite noticeable. She adjusted her posture, her voice sounding much more clear-headed, "On the day I returned to China, someone was already waiting for me at the airport."

Not just the stupid stalker she finally caught at the tea house.

Wen Lin frowned. "Why didn't you tell me?"

“I didn’t think that much about it at the time,” Shen Manzhi closed her eyes. “Now that you mention it, it really is a coincidence.”

On the way out of the Delson Institute, he made a last-minute suggestion to return to China. Almost no one knew about the plan, but his whereabouts were still discovered the moment he returned home.

Even her whereabouts are known not only to those overseas.

Wen Lin sighed, "Are you being watched by several groups of people right now?"

Shen Manzhi closed her eyes and said in a nonchalant tone, "I don't know."

After a long silence, Wen Lin couldn't help but raise his voice, "You were perfectly fine staying here with me, so why did you go back for him?"

Shen Manzhi remained noncommittal, her expression indifferent. "His more than twenty years of ties are all here. I have no family ties, but I cannot take them away from him."

Wen Lin sighed, "You didn't want him to come to the Dominican Republic with you back then, saying you didn't want him to give up other things for you, so now you'd rather give up your own life and stay there?"

"Why not?"

Wen Lin fell silent for a moment.

What kind of life did she lead before?
If she wanted, even with everything else piling up, she could go diving today and skiing in the wilderness tomorrow. That carefree, unrestrained attitude, not caring about anyone or anything, and not worrying about life or death, was the Shen Manzhi he saw. "Even if there's danger to her life, she feels it's worth it?"

She smiled, her tone unusually gentle, "Someone like me, where wouldn't my life be in danger? Besides, why do you think I'm trapped here?"

Zhizhi nestled against Shen Manzhi's chest and nuzzled her chin, before Shen Manzhi lifted her up and kissed her. "Freedom is certainly wonderful, but his companionship makes me feel that being with him is better than living alone."

Wen Lin was completely speechless and unable to judge her thoughts. "To be honest, I thought you wouldn't, at least not to this extent."

After all, emotions are the biggest weakness of people like them, and even he probably couldn't do that.

"Remember to come back for a check-up on time."

At this point, that's all he could say.

After ending the call, feeling a bit dizzy and nauseous, Shen Manzhi scrolled through her phone and opened WeChat, reminding herself to check her messages more often.

Sure enough, the contact at the top of the list had a red dot next to it.

Qin Yanfeng told her to drink some hangover soup, otherwise she would have a headache tomorrow.

She was on the phone with the old man at the time.

Not receiving a reply, Qin Yanfeng asked if she was asleep.
After that, there was no further news.

She typed slowly, "I was too tired when I got back, so I fell asleep."

It was so late, and after replying, she was about to put her phone aside when a video call invitation popped up from the other party.

Ok?
She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, answered the phone, and raised an eyebrow, "Still busy?"

The lights were on over there. Qin Yanfeng, dressed in pajamas, sat at a solid wood desk with several stacks of documents beside him. "I'll be back early tomorrow when I'm done."

Originally, I was supposed to get back in the middle of the night, but I arrived early in the evening.

They've only been apart for a day.

All that could be heard was a voice crawling up from Shen Manzhi and coming close to the camera, making a sticky, whiny sound.

The eye-protecting light shone through the man's wispy hair and fell on his handsome brow bone, revealing a pair of gentle, tender eyes beneath his long eyelashes.

"Have a headache?"

“It doesn’t hurt,” Shen Manzhi blinked and added, “I didn’t drink too much.”

But the way she stared at him was no different from how she looked at the cat next to him.

He could only indulge her, responding with a smile in a low voice, "Okay, go back to your room and sleep if you're sleepy."

Even with central air conditioning keeping the temperature constant and blankets on the sofa, it's still easy to catch a cold on a deep winter night.

Shen Manzhi lazily turned to face the inside of the sofa, her eyes starting to go blank, she was sleepy again, and her tone was slow, "Qin Yanfeng."

"Ok?"

"ear."

He raised an eyebrow.

Shen Manzhi's eyelids were almost drooping, and she whispered, "Come closer."

He picked up the phone and brought it to his ear, saying, "Speak, I can hear you."

Her breathing was shallow and her voice was weak, thin and soft.

"I like you."

He paused for a moment, his pupils contracted slightly, and his heart pounded wildly. The tremor from his heart reached his warm chest, touching every nerve ending in his brain, and began to heat up.

Full of joy.

Only then did I look at the video again in disbelief.

Zhizhi nestled against Shen Manzhi's back, its head resting obediently in the crook of her neck, while the person who said those words was already asleep.

He stared at it for a long time, his eyes deep and he sighed almost inaudibly, suppressing his emotions, and then placed his phone in front of the computer.

Later, whenever Shen Manzhi angered him, Qin Yanfeng would think of the night she drank too much and said to him, "I like you."