The Mind-Read Heiress: From Impostor to Family Favorite-Chapter 659 - 374: Shen Jingchuan on the Thread of ’If’. Following. End_4

Chapter 659: Chapter 374: Shen Jingchuan on the Thread of ’If’. Following. End_4

Shen Jingchuan decisively turned off the stove, put down the spatula, untied his apron, and step by step walked over to Wenyan.

He squatted in front of Wenyan’s wheelchair, looked up earnestly, and gazed into her eyes.

"What do you think I am? You’re sick, how could I deceive you with the food from outside? I won’t lie to you, the bones used for your soup are carefully selected by me early every morning."

"Oh~" Wenyan nodded, feeling a bit uneasy under Shen Jingchuan’s intense gaze. His look seemed to be burning her.

Shen Jingchuan was clearly not satisfied with her reaction, "Oh... that’s it?"

Wenyan giggled, "What else should it be? They all say it’s a pity I got discharged because they won’t see my handsome brother anymore."

"Ah!" Shen Jingchuan sighed exaggeratedly, "Handsome brother, can’t you drop a word? I’m asking you..."

"You ask."

Shen Jingchuan didn’t speak again, but gently held Wenyan’s hand.

Wenyan looked down at her hand, "What’s wrong?"

Shen Jingchuan still didn’t speak, but gently rubbed Wenyan’s hand. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Wenyan now directly looked at Shen Jingchuan himself, "What’s the matter, what do you want to ask me? Just ask."

Shen Jingchuan sighed again.

Wenyan gave him a look, "Don’t make me slap you. Are you going to speak or not?"

Shen Jingchuan still didn’t speak, but Wenyan saw his throat move.

"I’m really going to slap you."

"Don’t." Shen Jingchuan suddenly took Wenyan’s hand and placed it on his own heart, "Would you really have the heart?"

Wenyan gave him another look, "If you keep being so mysterious, see if I have the heart."

Shen Jingchuan chuckled, "Then, do you dislike me?"

"Nonsense, of course not. Are you sick?"

"Then do you dislike this?" Shen Jingchuan said, while pressing her hand forcefully against his chest.

Wenyan thought for a moment and slightly frowned, "I don’t dislike it, but you’re being a bit weird."

"Weird?" Shen Jingchuan moved Wenyan’s hand away from his heart and started rubbing it gently with both hands, "We have no blood relation, and we’ve known each other for so many years. Now we are together day and night; for twenty-four hours a day, except for sleeping, we’re always together. Did you not feel my heart pounding just now?"

Wenyan’s heart skipped a beat, "You... you’re not about to confess to me, are you?"

"I know your eldest and second brothers both confessed to you, and I know you rejected them. Moreover, I know you rejected them not because you didn’t like them, but because there were too many restrictions in that world, and it was hard for you to make a choice. But now it’s different; in your world, it’s only me. They are not here."

"..." Wenyan swallowed hard, "Shen Jingchuan, you’re confusing me."

"It doesn’t matter. Anyway, I’m the only one in your world now, and you don’t dislike me."

"Is that so?" Wenyan suddenly felt that her 150-square-foot apartment was too small, especially the kitchen—it had warmed up from his actions.

It seemed even their breathing had become scorching.

What was this guy doing!

He usually didn’t care about anything, hanging loose; what was he pulling today?

And his gaze, it was absolutely devouring.

Shen Jingchuan had a strong desire to devour her.

If he hadn’t moved Wenyan’s hand away from his chest, she would have definitely felt his off-the-charts heart rate within minutes.

His heart was about to burst.

He looked at Wenyan, his gaze three parts wild and seven parts fiery.

Suddenly, he straightened up while still kneeling.

He lifted his chin and lightly pecked Wenyan’s lips.

Wenyan was stunned.

Her eyes widened, and she saw Shen Jingchuan’s deeply closed eyes, his thick black lashes trembling lightly.

Damn, he was stealing a kiss—and he was nervous about it!

Wenyan’s heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks flushed.

Definitely out of irritation!

"Shen Jingchuan!!!"

"Yes!"

Shen Jingchuan quickly moved away and asked Wenyan, "Do you dislike it?"

"I, ""don’t rush to answer. You must be quite irrational right now, so your words can’t count."

"Go to hell."

"Don’t go to hell. Up to now, you haven’t pulled away from my hand, so you don’t dislike it, right?"

"..." Damn, she really hadn’t shaken his hand off from start to finish.

Wenyan paused for two seconds, then yanked her hand away.

Shen Jingchuan persisted, "You also don’t dislike my kiss, right? Otherwise, you would have slapped me long ago!"

Wenyan, "I’ll slap you now, believe it or not."

"Go ahead, slap me."

"Are you out of your mind?"