She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 362 You did a great job

I don't know what time it was, but Shen Manzhi tightened her grip on her collar and opened her eyes from her sleep.

The blurry outline was so close, and her breath lingered in her ear. She stared at it blankly for a moment, then suddenly her gaze froze.

Instead of the soft texture of a cotton shirt, smooth and supple silk pajamas are available.

She remained silent for a while, then slowly let go of her hand, turned around, pressed down a corner of the blanket, and got out of bed.

The room had underfloor heating. Shen Manzhi walked out of the bedroom barefoot, gently closed the door, and went to the island counter to pour herself a glass of water.

A rustling sound came from a corner of the living room. She turned on the wall lamp beside her, and a cat jumped into her arms.

So clingy.

You need to tense a thin layer of muscle in your forearm to be able to hold on tight.

It rubbed against her for a while, waiting to be held and sat on the sofa. It wagged its tail and found a comfortable spot on its own, curling up into a ball on Shen Manzhi's lap.

Shen Manzhi looked down at it, and the longer she looked at it, the more she thought of Qin Yanfeng.

Not everyone is like you. Ayan has his own family and relatives. If the Qin family falls apart or falls apart, do you think he will feel good about it?

The Qin family was one of the suspects in the deaths of Ms. Zhan Yunqing and the older generation of the Zhan family.

The veil of mystery surrounding them, shrouded in peril, was unraveled and revealed to have an inexplicable connection to the Qin family.

Shen Manzhi stroked the softness in her arms intermittently.

Is she selfish?
In late autumn last year, when dealing with those involved in Zhan Yunqing's car accident, she had her suspicions about the ambiguous attitude of Old Master Qin.

Given her temper, she would never let this go.

However, Qin Yanfeng and the old man were bound by kinship, so she even lightly dismissed this suspicion, and along with it, gave up on him, having already made the decision not to come back.

But then she met this man again in a foreign country, went through life and death together, and found solace in each other by looking back on the past. The details hidden in their love told her that he understood her.

My heart was filled with bitterness, and suddenly I couldn't bear to part with it.

So on the eve of Christmas, when she leaned against the corner of the corridor and saw Qin Yanfeng alone in the empty restaurant talking to his family on the phone, she casually told Wen Lin the next day that she was going back to China.

She always knew that Qin Yanfeng was different from her.

He had a safe haven and supportive family, but she didn't. She couldn't be so selfish as to keep him by her side while secretly targeting his family.

Shen Manzhi raised her eyes and breathed slowly. The movement of bending her knees woke up the cat in her arms, which obediently snuggled into her arms again.

Like this cold winter night, I fear she will leave.

But in fact, every corner here is warm, so warm that even if she weren't here, she could still drift off to sleep peacefully.

But it insisted on having her.

Shen Manzhi lowered her eyes again, and her hand, which had been resting on the long-haired tail, finally circled helplessly.

Qin Juan's harsh and manipulative words did not actually have any effect on her.

Because this was already within her consideration. More than a month after returning to China, she never thought of causing any trouble for the Qin family. On the contrary, trouble frequently came to her.

The only thing she cared about was that they repeatedly used Qin Yanfeng as a bargaining chip.

If the Qin family was truly Qin Yanfeng's safe haven, if they truly considered him family, then why did they leave him abroad for his entire childhood, then use him as a convenient pawn after he grew up, and even hurt him so badly...?

If that's how it is, then she'll protect him.

The phone screen on the coffee table lit up for a moment, displaying several text message notifications.

Shen Manzhi bent down, reached out, and clicked to see that the words "complainant" had been sent six times in a row.

She remained silent, patiently waiting for the next message.

[I've thought it through, deal. See you in the western suburbs tomorrow night at 11 PM, I'll take you in.]

Shen Manzhi deleted the text messages one by one without expression and tossed them aside.

She had already decided that after tomorrow's event, she would beat Qin Juan until he begged for mercy.

The bedroom door, which had been left slightly ajar, was pushed open.

Shen Manzhi's eyes softened, and she looked towards the bedroom. Qin Yanfeng, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe, walked towards her.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, he bent down and reached out to feel the temperature of her forehead.

Shen Manzhi didn't move, but her gaze gradually blurred as she looked up to meet his eyes.

It's really strange that her eyes would well up with tears for someone like that, at that moment.

Qin Yanfeng sat down beside her, his hand naturally resting on the back of her bare feet, encircling them to transfer warmth.

Shen Manzhi tilted her head. "Why are you awake?"

“I’m a light sleeper,” he said softly, his voice gentle in the night. “I woke up when you got up, thinking you had to leave.”

I thought she had something to do and needed to go out, so I didn't get up, lest I feel reluctant to leave her and have to make her make up an excuse.

After a long time without any news, I went out to check on things out of concern.

In a corner of the living room, under the dim light of the floor lamp, the person and cat curled up together seemed to be shrouded in loneliness.

Qin Yanfeng placed her feet in his arms, encircling her slender ankles, and asked, "Do you want to tell me?"

"say what?"

“Anything is fine,” he said, hooking his other hand around the bushy tail at his waist. “This afternoon, this evening, or whatever, it’s all fine.”

Shen Manzhi leaned back against the corner of the sofa, raised her hand to brush her loose hair aside, and winked at him, saying, "You still dare to bring up what happened tonight?"

Qin Yanfeng's eyes flickered slightly, his fingertips lingering on her ankle, stroking it back and forth, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You're the one who said you had no strength left."

Like a kitten, she snuggled up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his neck and bit him, then whispered his name and said she had no strength left.

Blindfolded by a ribbon, he smiled and turned his head to kiss her, "Shall I?"

Shen Manzhi nodded dazedly as she leaned against him. Then she was turned over and trapped in his palm.

Perhaps she had suddenly come to her senses, for Shen Manzhi frowned and looked at him, "Can't you control yourself a little?"

Qin Yanfeng was speechless, then smiled helplessly, "Asking me to restrain myself is no different from asking me to take my life."

"..."

He's always like this, saying such nonsensical things.

Shen Manzhi's ears turned red. She struggled against the foot wrapped in her hand, but to no avail, and she couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

Qin Yanfeng looked at her, half of the faint smile in his eyes disappearing, and a hint of probing appeared on his face. "I can't let someone come out and sulk because I went too far, can I?"

Shen Manzhi raised her eyes and said slowly, "Only twice."

Qin Yanfeng chuckled softly.

The next second, my ankle was completely encircled, and I was picked up along with the cat and carried into the room.

Still shaken, Shen Manzhi gripped his robe with considerable force.

She was never one to back down, so she ignored all verbal provocations... except occasionally.

Zhizhi didn't participate in its master's affairs and nimbly jumped down during the gap.

As soon as the bedroom door closed, Shen Manzhi had already devised a plan in her mind. She would grab the other person's neck in this position, cross her waist, and press him down with her side, locking his throat.

and many more……

Qin Yanfeng carried her into the bathroom and turned on the heater.

The bathroom was an even more nerve-wracking place, and Shen Manzhi forced herself to remain calm, saying, "There's no need to rush to prove myself, I..."

Qin Yanfeng had her step on his cotton mat and prepared hot water for her to wash her feet.

Shen Manzhi looked down at him as he squatted down to test the water temperature, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.

Qin Yanfeng pulled out a stool from under the glass table for her to sit down, and calmly responded to her words, "Facts speak louder than words."

"..."

Shen Manzhi didn't intend to argue with him about this matter.

Qin Yanfeng let her soak for a while, wiped her feet, and then carried her to bed.

When he came out, he only left the bedside lamp on. It wasn't glaring, and the warm light made the two of them look somewhat intimate.

He stuffed pillows between Shen Manzhi's back and the head of the bed, and pulled the blanket closer to her before going to the bathroom to tidy up.

Seeing this, Shen Manzhi realized that they were about to have a long talk.

Sure enough, after Qin Yanfeng finished tidying up, he went out again to pour a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table.

Shen Manzhi leaned against the headboard with a calm expression, but her gaze remained fixed on him until Qin Yanfeng also got into bed and sat down next to her.

Now that she was awake, her thoughts raced. She even guessed what he was going to ask. It might be what she learned from Yi Wenshu that afternoon, or it might be why she met with Qin Juan, or perhaps it was the new wound on her chest that he noticed when he washed her and put her in her bathrobe.

She remained silent, waiting for him to speak.

She had already thought about how to answer either one.

"Then let me tell you."

Shen Manzhi raised an eyebrow. Shouldn't it be "asking"?

"say what?"

Even though they were both sitting, Qin Yanfeng was a bit taller than her. He turned slightly to face her and said, "I actually care a lot about you being with other people."

Shen Manzhi: ?

“Actually, I always care whenever you say you're going to have a get-together with your friends from the tea house. I know they're all your good friends, but there's a kid among them who likes you.”

Shen Manzhi blinked.

“I’m also concerned about your meeting with Qin Juan. When I say he had ill intentions, I don’t just mean that he’s a complicated person, but also… that he’s after you.”

As if he found it difficult to say this, he added two explanations: "I'm not possessive, nor am I overthinking things; I'm just too aware of your attractiveness."

He spoke his last words with a hint of sighing.

It felt like he had no choice but to let her know his feelings.

Shen Manzhi was stunned for a few seconds before she realized what this person was doing. She chuckled, "Why didn't you say so before?"

“Because you’ve always done so well, even with friends of the opposite sex you’ve kept to a proper distance. I know you can handle all relationships well, but,” he looked at her, his eyes tender, “I can’t control myself. I want to possess you all the time.”

His slightly lowered eyes, seen from Shen Manzhi's low angle, had a fragile quality as if covered by frost. Her heart was gently stirred by such a gaze, and it pounded wildly.

Perhaps Shen Manzhi herself did not realize that she was surrounded by men, or rather, apart from Jingmo, almost all of them were men.

So it's normal that Qin Yanfeng cares about this.

However, he didn't hold grudges against everything. He treated Minglan, Baihu, Chimu, and others as normal people and never prevented her from meeting anyone.

Mentioning her WeChat Moments was only because a child liked her, and mentioning Qin Juan was because that person always touched her inappropriately, and even had shown hostility towards Si Ming earlier, so it was also because she had seen through the other party's intentions long ago.

As her lover, he has the right and the right to care about these things.

He wasn't an unreasonable person; on the contrary, he would repeatedly use reason to convince himself to believe her.

Shen Manzhi was filled with this silent yet boundless love. Following his gaze, she looked up and kissed him, then turned over and sat in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her coaxing gesture was soft and intimate.

"It's my fault for not giving you enough security..."

He pressed his fingertip to his lips, stopping her from speaking.

Qin Yanfeng half-embraced her waist and pulled the blanket behind her, his hand brushing back her stray hairs. "You did a great job."

I'm so sorry, thank you for your understanding and support.