A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 63 "I held you in my arms, have you forgotten?"

Perhaps not expecting him to be so direct, the little girl's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened and sparkled under the moonlight.

Shen Zhixing watched silently, a slight smile unconsciously curving his lips.

“Wanwan,” he whispered, “I’ve liked you for a long time.”

"...Before, you were Xianyu's girlfriend and my future niece-in-law. I didn't dare to, and couldn't, confide in you. But things are different now. You've broken up now."

I don't know what happened to her, but she broke up with him so decisively and then immediately found a new boyfriend.

In the past, he watched her get together with his nephew and approached her quietly as an elder. Now that Shen Xianyu doesn't want him anymore, does he have to watch her get together with another man again?
Shen Zhixing couldn't do it.

"Forgive my abruptness,"

Afraid of frightening her, Shen Zhixing's voice was soft and gentle, "I have no choice. If I remain silent now, it would be cowardly."

Can she understand?
He understood that he had previously been restrained by his sense of morality, afraid to let her discover his feelings.

Born into a noble family, he took charge of the group after coming of age and never needed to endure anything.

Until I met her.

In front of her, he tried his best to play the role of a close elder to her, thus enjoying her unguardedness.

At least, when he asks her out, she'll accept without any suspicion.

She doesn't feel guarded or nervous when she's alone with someone.

Now, he has taken the initiative to break down this boundary.

It's because he would also feel resentful.

Silence fell over the surroundings, and Shen Zhixing's deep voice also stopped.

The girl in front of him seemed to be stunned, standing stiffly without reacting for a long time.

Shen Zhixing waited a while, then reached out to hold her arm. Just as he raised his hand, Tang Wanwan finally moved.

She took two steps back in alarm. "I don't like you."

“Yes, I know,” Shen Zhixing smiled faintly, “but you don’t like Jiang Yanzhi either.”

He spoke casually, as if stating a fact.

Tang Wanwan immediately became somewhat angry, "Who said I don't like it!"

What makes him so certain?
Why do they act like they know her so well?

They can handle anything with ease and see through everything at a glance.

"Of course I like him!"

Tang Wanwan's voice was firm: "If I don't like him, what's the point of being with him? I don't have any hobbies that make me unhappy!"

"Don't say things out of spite,"

Shen Zhixing stared at her without blinking, and sighed softly, "If your affection were so easy to obtain, how come I'm nowhere to be found in your heart after three years?"

Over the course of three years, he certainly followed his heart and tried to gain her special treatment.

But just how clueless is this girl?

Even if he were drunk and passed out in front of her, his clothes disheveled, he would still embrace her.

She wouldn't have the slightest romantic thought.

To her, he was just an uncle.

If he doesn't remove this label, and he stands naked in front of her, she'll probably think he's mistaken her for someone else, and she'll never imagine that he has other intentions.

If Shen Xianyu hadn't had a significant advantage over her, he probably wouldn't have received much better treatment than she would have.

What makes Jiang Yanzhi so special that he could win her favor in just one day, despite being labeled as her 'boyfriend's best friend'?
Love at first sight without knowing each other's identities?
Isn't love at first sight all about that face?

So in what ways is he inferior to Jiang Yanzhi?
Shen Zhixing could only sneer.

He was resentful of losing to his nephew; if he hadn't had so many concerns, how could he have endured it for so long?

Suddenly, Jiang Yanzhi appeared and took away the delicate flower he had guarded for three years, pot and all.

If he continues to endure this, it won't just be cowardice; it will be utter wastefulness.

Shen Zhixing stepped forward and softly called her name, "Whatever your reasons for being with Jiang Yanzhi, I can give you everything without hesitation. Do you want to reconsider your choice of a new boyfriend?"

He volunteered himself.

I want to be her boyfriend.

One, a man she always regarded as her uncle.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan had pointed it out beforehand, so although Tang Wanwan was still surprised by his straightforward confession, she managed to recover.

Her tone was complicated, "Uncle Shen, I've always only ever considered you an elder."

The moment he was called "Uncle," Shen Zhixing felt the veins on his forehead bulge out.

"I have a name. Since you've broken up with Xianyu, what kind of elder am I to you? Just call me by my full name!"

He took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down. "Or is it that you mind the seven-year age difference?"

In fact, he was about the same age as Shen Xianyu's older brother.

Since she can accept Jiang Yanzhi, why should she be a generation older than him?

Tang Wanwan pursed her lips. "It has nothing to do with age. If you don't want me to call you 'uncle,' I don't have to in the future. But I don't plan to change boyfriends."

To put it bluntly...

All those points you think you have are not problems.

But I still won't consider you.

Shen Zhixing paused for a moment, then said, "I want to know why, what exactly is so special about Jiang Yanzhi?"

How could she have gone to such lengths!
Tang Wanwan had a headache. "There's no logic to feelings. If you like someone, you like them. If you don't believe it, you won't believe anything I say."

“I certainly don’t believe it,” Shen Zhixing scoffed lightly, his tone ambiguous. “I think even Jiang Yanzhi himself wouldn’t believe that.”

The conversation once again reached a dead end.

Tang Wanwan was eager to go home and had no intention of staying here any longer. Just then, she heard the sound of an engine not far away, which must be her assistant arriving.

She felt as if she had been granted a pardon, saying, "You've had too much to drink, go back and rest."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

My wrist was held.

This wasn't the first time Shen Zhixing had touched her wrist, but the cool touch made his fingers instinctively tighten.

“I’m not drunk,” he said with a faint smile. “Don’t worry, I will take full responsibility for what I said and did tonight, and I will not use drunkenness to cover up the truth tomorrow.”

"Let go first!" Tang Wanwan struggled to free her wrist, only to have him grip her even tighter.

"Wanwan," Shen Zhixing held her hand, his straight back slightly bent, and moved closer to her, close enough to clearly smell her scent.

He said, "I held you in my arms, have you forgotten?"

His voice had a slight hoarseness.

Tang Wanwan froze, then looked up at him in surprise.

Shen Zhixing followed her gaze and smiled at her, "That's right, I wasn't drunk that time either."

He did it on purpose.

He used the alcohol to get closer to her, wanting to show her how untenable their uncle-nephew relationship was.

Unfortunately, she was completely unmoved and couldn't sense the ambiguity he was intentionally creating.

His upright character both pleased and annoyed him.

Tang Wanwan really didn't expect this person to be so shameless.

Her lips trembled, and she was wondering whether she should scold him or say something when, in the distance, the headlights of a car suddenly turned on.

She didn't know when it stopped there, but the sudden light made Tang Wanwan squint.

(End of this chapter)