She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 327 Difficult to Coax a Puppy
Qin Deyang came downstairs shortly after Shen Manzhi left.

"It seems the talks didn't go very well."

Qin Xianguo remained seated on the sofa, looking somewhat tired. "He's too obsessive."

"Just tell her that you didn't interfere in what happened back then, so what if you did?"

“Since she was able to stir up those people back then, and there are so many details pointing to my motives for involvement,” the old man slowly took a sip of tea, “do you think she will believe me? Even if I say I am innocent, those people will drag me down with them, which would be detrimental to the Qin family.”

"If she doesn't believe me, she'll continue investigating, and in the end, she might even lose her life. She's not unaware of how deep the waters are in here."

That's why he offered Shen Manzhi a protective shield, but only on the condition that she give up the investigation.

Qin Deyang raised an eyebrow slightly. "You want her to give up the investigation? Wouldn't that just deepen her suspicions?"

The old man smiled calmly, "She suspected me from the very beginning. There are only two reasons why she didn't take action against the Qin family: first, there was insufficient evidence, and second, it was because of Ayan."

“If I don’t express my opinion, she will only become more convinced that I was one of the instigators back then, but at least she won’t delve into what happened back then. The only thing she needs to consider is her relationship with Ayan.”

Will they abandon their hatred for the sake of love, or will they stop at nothing to take down the Qin family?

The old man slightly raised his eyelids, seemingly smiling, "This problem is left for her to solve herself."

Qin Deyang stared into those eyes, weathered by time, for a long time, and asked softly before leaving.

"So, you are?"

A cold, fierce look, unseen for a long time, suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, only to disappear in the blink of an eye.

He put down his teacup, lowered his eyes, and spoke slowly, "It happened decades ago. Who would believe it if I told them?"

Qin Deyang stood in the entrance hall. Outside, the rain was still pouring down, and the backlighting cast shadows on his handsome features.

Yes, who would believe that? There's only one truly innocent person in all of this.

Rainy night, Kyōo.

"You could have easily shaken off those people."

Jingmo stood to the side, tidying up the blood-stained gauze and cotton strips, and sighed softly as she looked at the person lying on the sofa.

"My hands are itching."

Despite this response, she still frowned and gestured for someone to come in and take everything away, saying, "I heard that a lot of people are staking out your place right now."

"Who told you that?"

Shen Manzhi looked at her, a hint of amusement in her eyes, "Si Ming?"

Jingmo pursed her lips, but her gaze fell on her severely injured waist and abdomen.

"These people aren't just targeting you as a whole."

Shen Manzhi said calmly, "You want my life."

"Since you know..."

She interrupted Kyōmo, saying, "That's why I don't want to sit idly by and wait to die."

Having already been in a bad mood after leaving the Qin family's old residence, Shen Manzhi was further enraged by being followed and provoked.

On a rainy night, surrounded and intercepted, she didn't even bother with any harsh words. Her amazing arm strength, along with the iron rod, drove her opponent to their death. She didn't even care who sent her; she just wanted to vent her anger. In the end, she forced her opponent to flee in a sorry state.

Jingmo asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid your wife at home will worry?"

Her expression hardened slightly, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead and smiled. "So that's why I came here to hide from you, isn't it?"

Jingmo looked at her quietly, "That's not the reason."

Shen Manzhi slowly suppressed her smile, her eyes growing darker.

The urge to vent simply stems from a bad mood or from the other person going too far.

For the latter, even if one is to take drastic revenge, ensuring one's own safety must come first.

She was so badly injured, and she didn't want Qin Yanfeng to know...

A hint of worry appeared between Jing Mo's brows, which could only mean she was in a bad mood, and it concerned the Qin family.

She probably knows what's going on.

In fact, logically speaking, Shen Manzhi had taken revenge on all the masterminds behind Ms. Zhan's car accident death a few months ago, making them either return all the wealth, power and fame they had illegally obtained, or put them in prison.

That should be the end of the matter.

But the people who killed Ms. Zhan were also the ones who killed the previous generation of the Zhan family. Whether Mr. Qin was an accomplice back then is related to whether he was also one of the murderers of Ms. Zhan's accidental death.

This is a bit like an old-fashioned melodramatic plot where the protagonist falls in love with the descendant of their enemy.

Should she reconcile with her enemy? Should she abandon hatred and choose love?

Jingmo was silent for a moment, then said, "But it seems..."

She suddenly fell silent, a hint of heartache in her eyes.

Shen Manzhi turned her gaze to her, looking at her with almost tenderness, as if she knew what she wanted to say but didn't, "But it seems that all these years I've survived just to clear Ms. Zhan's name. Now, for the sake of a relationship, I have to choose to compromise... is that right?"

If she had truly chosen to compromise, she wouldn't be in so much pain.

Qin Yanfeng did nothing wrong, and Shen Manzhi wanted both, so she ultimately chose to bear it all herself.

Jingmo's expression hardened slightly, and for a moment she seemed to be recalling something. "I originally thought that emotions wouldn't become a swamp for people like us."

To put it simply, it means being easily swayed by emotions, and starting to hesitate before doing anything.

Once trapped, it's hard to get out and regain one's former carefree and independent spirit. Whether it's Wen Lin or Jing Mo, the reason they find it hard to approve of Shen Manzhi's decision to stay in the country despite knowing the danger is essentially because they are worried about her.

He was worried that she would fall in love, and was even willing to risk his own life for it.

Shen Manzhi asked in a serene tone, "Do you think I'm falling for you?"

"The most typical characteristic is that they act impulsively and choose to harm themselves."

Jingmo glanced at her abdomen meaningfully, "Otherwise, given your personality, how could you knowingly confront someone when you're feeling unwell?"

Although she always talks about death, she actually cherishes her life the most.

Shen Manzhi looked up, somewhat helplessly, "Don't use your expertise to dissect my psychology."

Jingmo shrugged. "You've been making it a bit too obvious."

She made a rare concession, falling silent and looking listless.

Old Master Qin's attitude towards Shen Manzhi's suspicion that he was an indirect culprit in the Zhan couple's suicide was ambiguous. Yet, he wanted to use their marriage to bind her, making her give up investigating what happened back then, thus ensuring her safety.

But the more they try to cover it up, the more obvious it becomes.

She doesn't need this protection, nor is she afraid of those people's revenge, but is the truth really as she wishes?

If Old Master Qin is also part of the plan, what should Qin Yanfeng do?
Are we going to force him to choose between love and family?
If he doesn't choose.

There will always be an invisible line between her and Qin Yanfeng, making it a sensitive topic that neither of them can talk about.

We won't be able to get any closer in the future.

But if he chose...

Shen Manzhi paused slightly, remembering how cruel it was to treat one's lover in this way.

This is why she has always been unwilling to imagine what her relationship with Qin Yanfeng would look like in the future; there are too many variables, and she can't think about what will happen next.

Shen Manzhi relaxed her brows and casually raised her hand to roll up her long hair in front of her. "I am very clear-headed and know what I want. Love is not my everything."

At least not now.

Jingmo rarely had such a long talk with her, and only sighed, "He will find out eventually, so why not have a good talk with him?"

“‘This is my business, he doesn’t need to get involved.’”

She didn't want to put him in a difficult position, and besides, she wouldn't compromise.

"If that's how you think, then you don't plan for this to last?"

Shen Manzhi rarely fell silent, his thoughts drifting away.

"Who knows what will happen in the future?"

Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang urgently.

The two exchanged a glance and looked together at the person who had been standing outside the corridor for who knows how long.

Qin Yanfeng was carrying a gift box, and must have just arrived. His face was cold and indifferent, as if it were filled with icy energy.

Even from a distance, Shen Man wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that his eyes were red.

He looked at her silently, his expression somber, then raised his hand to answer the phone, turned and walked outside.

Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "You're so stubborn."

With her waist and abdomen injured, Shen Manzhi couldn't even get up to chase after him, which is why she saw the look of disappointment in his eyes again.

She sighed silently.

Oh no, this is really going to be hard to appease the puppy now.

When Jingmo helped her up, the tug on her wound made her face turn pale for a moment.

“How could he not see through it?” Jingmo said with heartache in her eyes. “Since you’ve already said it, why don’t you separate for a few days?”

"No."

Shen Manzhi had gotten used to the pain, and her expression returned to normal. She walked out at a normal pace, thinking, "He'll be angry."

He didn't feel very secure in this relationship to begin with, and if he wasn't comforted in time, he would be very upset.

Deep in the corridor, Qin Yanfeng leaned against the green plants while answering a phone call, his eyes lowered, looking somewhat indifferent.

Where was it found?

He glanced at his watch and said, "Have someone keep an eye on things; I'll be there right away."

The instant he hung up the phone, he looked up and saw Shen Manzhi a few steps away.

She stood not far away with her arms crossed, waiting for him to finish the call, her eyes fixed on him silently, as if hooked.

Perhaps it was because of the cold weather, but her face was unusually pale.

As she got closer, Qin Yanfeng realized it wasn't because of the cold, and since the clubhouse had heating, her complexion wouldn't be that bad.

Before he could think it through, Shen Manzhi was almost right next to him, her slender fingers grasping his hand and brushing against his lips.

Qin Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to meet hers, and sighed silently.

Her way of comforting people has always been this direct.

Sorry, ladies, this week has been incredibly busy.