Chapter 392
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See, Shen Liangchuan really couldn't accept being a paparazzi.
Without another word, she turned and walked away. 1357924? 6810gggggd
But he grabbed her arm again. She turned around and saw his lips move, but in the end, he only said, "I'll take you home."
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On the way home, Qiao Lian didn't speak. She felt very uncomfortable and suffocated.
Just as the car stopped in front of the villa, she got out and walked into the living room.
Shen Liangchuan looked at her, pursed his lips and cast his gaze down.
He didn't want to lie to her.
He could accept the current Qiao Lian, but he couldn't accept her from eight years ago.
What had happened eight years ago was a wound deep in his heart that would last a lifetime.
Perhaps he would only be able to let go of the past when he was old. But now, he wasn't that open-minded.
While she was sulking, he silently followed behind her.
As they entered the house, the housekeeper said, "Sir, Madam, dinner is ready. Would you like to start eating now?"
Shen Liangchuan immediately looked at Qiao Lian, but she had her head lowered. The little girl stared at her toes and replied without looking at him, "I've eaten, I don't want to eat anymore."
After saying this, she went upstairs.
Shen Liangchuan's pupils shrank slightly as he stared at her back.
After Qiao Lian went upstairs, she went to the master bedroom and lay on the bed, not knowing what to do.
She stared at the ceiling, feeling a suffocating feeling in her chest.
Shen Liangchuan looked down on her in the past.
But actually, as a reporter now, what difference was there between her and the paparazzi of the past?
She laughed sarcastically, and then heard footsteps coming from the door.
She quickly turned around, lay flat and covered herself with the blanket, pretending to be asleep.
Following this, the door opened and Shen Liangchuan walked in.
She could hear his footsteps approaching slowly and finally stopping beside her. Then something was placed on the coffee table. His magnetic voice said, "If you don't want to eat, have a glass of milk."
Qiao Lian took a deep breath and didn't say anything.
Shen Liangchuan couldn't help frowning when he saw that she wasn't asleep but was ignoring him.
He wanted to ask her to sit up, but he didn't know what to say.
After a moment of silence, he finally said, "Qiao Lian, I …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Qiao Lian abruptly threw off the blanket and sat up, interrupting him, "I don't want you to force yourself."
After saying this, she walked out of the room, leaving Shen Liangchuan alone in the master bedroom.
Yes, she knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to say that he didn't mind her past, right?
However, when she asked, he did not answer. It was obvious that he minded.
She didn't want him to accept her reluctantly. She wanted him to wholeheartedly.
Walking out of the master bedroom, she directly turned into the guest room, pushed open the door, walked in, and slammed the door shut.
Shen Liangchuan was dumbfounded by the look on her face.
This seemed to be the first time Qiao Lian had lost her temper at him.
He pursed his lips and followed her out. Just as he was about to walk to the guest room, he suddenly noticed that the housekeepers downstairs were all looking up at them in astonishment. Clearly, they had heard the argument between the two of them.
He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He coughed and looked at the door of the guest room.
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