Shangguan Chen had a smile on his lips and said softly, "Drink some milk and you will sleep more peacefully!"
As he spoke, he gently lifted Han Zhiyan in his arms, smiled lightly, casually picked up the milk that had been prepared on one side, and fed Han Zhiyan to drink it.
Han Zhiyan's originally nervous and uneasy heart slowly calmed down when she saw Shangguan Chen's soft and dazzling smile. She opened her lips slightly and took a few sips. She looked sideways and stopped drinking.
Shangguan Chen did not force her, he raised his hand slightly, put the remaining milk of Han Zhiyan to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, he put the cup aside casually.
Then he rubbed her hair and said softly, "I'm not feeling well. Go to bed early, okay?"
In Shangguan Chen's calm words, he couldn't hide his concern.
Han Zhiyan couldn't help but blush slightly, nodded, and said nothing.
She leaned into the familiar warm embrace and asked about Shangguan Chen's unique elegant and fragrant scent, and her heart began to feel warm little by little.
She was like carrying a well-behaved kitten, gently rubbing her head in his arms from time to time.
The room was very quiet. Shangguan Chen silently hugged Han Zhiyan tightly and lay on the bed. He didn't know how long it had been before Shangguan Chen whispered in her ear, "Yanyan?"
"Huh?" Han Zhiyan lay peacefully in his arms and closed her eyes, responding in a daze.
Shangguan Chen said softly in a declarative tone, "Yanyan, are you unhappy?"
Just a simple sentence, but it caused a little ripple in Han Zhiyan's originally calm heart.
Every word he spoke made all her disguises exposed.
Han Zhiyan's clear eyes suddenly felt a burst of sadness. She bit her lip, and her originally stable heart also became turbulent.
Her eyes were blank. After thinking about it for a moment, she said softly, "Chen, do you still love Xintong in your heart?"
Shangguan Chen felt a stab in his heart. That was his favorite, but now he has become a nostalgic.
I can only miss him deeply.
Although I had sealed my heart for a long time for that little girl named Xintong and stayed quiet for more than ten years.
However, due to a fateful twist, he met Ke Han Zhiyan, which caused him to be silent for a long time and his heart was closed, and he suddenly experienced joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Xintong, he missed it, but he has no regrets, because he can no longer look back on his past mistakes.
Zhiyan will be his treasure now and in the future, with love and pity in his heart.
Shangguan Chen's face was extremely solemn, but he finally said calmly, "Xintong, I was in love in the past."
Han Zhiyan clenched her hands subconsciously and suddenly raised her head to look at Shangguan Chen. Her face was slightly pale, and the light in her eyes was slightly sad. Her lips trembled slightly and she said with determination, "Chen, do what you want to do to her."
Has the love been transferred to me?"
Shangguan Chen's face was as pale as water, his handsome and beautiful face showed a hint of disbelief under the bright lights, and the hand holding her was slightly tight.
Yanyan, after all I have done, can’t I still make you choose to believe in my love for you with peace of mind?
Or maybe I haven't done enough and haven't done it well enough, so you haven't realized that everything I do is to make you live a happier life.
Even in the dark, she could feel that he was angry.
Han Zhiyan subconsciously wanted to withdraw from his arms. Such small actions of escaping and evading made a layer of bitterness appear in Shangguan Chen's eyes.