So you're not really happy

chapter51 confinement

Shen Zhi'an's whole body turned cold, and she almost understood everything for a moment, but she still looked at Wei Ling with longing in her eyes, as if she was looking for the last ray of hope from despair: "You are joking, aren't you?"

Wei Ling didn't answer her, but asked her: "What do you say?"

Shen Zhian turned his head and looked ahead, his voice became strangely calm: "Then, you prepared these things early in the morning, these photos, these contracts, you want to bring down Shen, you, you still want to..." Thinking of this, Shen Zhi'an lowered her head, closed her eyes slightly, tears flowed down her cheeks silently, she didn't even want to look at Wei Ling's face, "Why are you doing this? You are at our house—staying at Shen's house For such a long time, no one has treated you badly, and the company will be yours in the future, are you not satisfied with all this? Why? Why is it still like this?"

Wei Ling looked at Shen Zhi'an, and said word by word: "Why? Don't you know? This is what the Shen family owes me!"

Seeing Shen Zhi'an looking up at her again, he continued: "In your eyes, Shen Lifeng is the father who dotes on you and loves you, but that's not the case with me. He ruined my family! Do you know how my mother died? I It's just to let him taste the grief! Also, don't talk about Shen so well, I don't care about it at all!"

"What about me? Wei Ling! What about me!" Shen Zhian stared at Wei Ling, his lips trembling slightly, "That's how you treat me? Those, those..." Shen Zhian's mind frantically flashed through those things that were with Wei Ling During the time we were together, my fingers tightly clutched the bed sheet, and I felt that my nails were going to dig into my flesh, even though there was a layer of sheet between me, "You accompany me on my birthday, come to visit me abroad, we make a wish in Haicheng, these, these, also Are they all fake?"

Seeing Shen Zhian's face full of tears, Wei Ling opened his mouth, but turned around and left the room without saying anything.

She turned around, with one hand still on the doorknob, and said to Lian Cong who had been standing outside the door: "Look at her, don't let her out without my permission."

Lian Cong quickly bowed his head and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Even Cong could see the scene in the room clearly just now, and he was a little terrified, but it was his boss's family matter, and it was also a private matter. He dared not speak. He couldn't explain Wei Ling's attitude towards Shen Zhi'an, at least Before today, Wei Ling always held Shen Zhi'an in his hands and pampered him. He rushed to work and set aside time just to be with her. These were all true.

What's more, as one of the few people who knew Wei Ling's plan, he knew that Lu Zhiting used those photos to threaten Wei Ling. Wei Ling could explain it just now, but he didn't say anything.

He looked at the back of Wei Ling's departure, but only saw indifference and alienation, as if the tall and beautiful back was emitting air-conditioning all the time.

The whole person seemed more ruthless than before.

And in the room, Shen Zhi'an stayed where she was, as if she was frozen, she thought she would be hysterical or heart-piercing when seeing Wei Ling, but when Wei Ling really came, she felt that nothing was important up.

She felt as if she was sleepwalking, walking on the road in a daze, and she would bump into bumps if she didn't pay attention, but she never dared to wake up.

Wei Ling didn't love her, and maybe even stayed with her to bring down Shen Shi.

This kind of cognition made her wake up at this moment.

She also finally found out what the ominous feeling in the morning was.

But why Wei Ling deliberately took revenge on Shen Lifeng, Shen Zhi'an is sure that there must be something she doesn't know about it, Wei Ling will be fostered in Shen's house, and Wei Ling's indifferent attitude towards his father, those daily life fragments suddenly become confusing stand up.

A chill suddenly crept up Shen Zhi'an's back. What could make someone with Wei Ling's personality willing to suppress it for so many years, and even fight desperately to be with him?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhian was startled suddenly, with her hands attached to her abdomen, she lowered her head, there was nothing but flatness.

She hurriedly got up, found her bag, took out the lists inside, and tore them up without even looking at them, until she couldn't see the original contents, then ran to the bathroom and threw them all into the toilet.

"Crash" sounded.

The test results that carried hope in the morning were just a pitiful swirl and washed down the water hole.

Now that you have woken up from the dream, why ask for trouble?

Shen Zhian stared at himself in the mirror, and suddenly thought of a sentence - "If you want to tame a person, you have to risk tears."

In the original sentence in "The Little Prince", she naively and ridiculously thought that Wei Ling really liked her, but now she realizes that all of this is an illusion.

Warm and sweet, it's all just her own wishful thinking.

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Wei Ling moved very quickly. In order to reduce unnecessary troubles, more than half of the servants of the Shen family resigned, leaving only a few honest and strict ones. She hired a new cooking servant herself, while Granny Zhao and the housekeeper stayed. Take care of Shen Lifeng in the hospital.

Speaking of Shen Lifeng, in fact he has lost contact with the outside world. It is better to say that he was simply hospitalized, or that Wei Ling locked him up. Wei Ling had already prepared for this time. It is to step up planning.

In the evening when Wei Ling came back from the company, the Shen family was already empty, the warmth and joy of the past was gone, and several servants were cleaning quietly. Wei Ling stopped one of them and asked her, "What does Shen Zhian have in the room?" movement?"

The servant shook his head and said, "Nothing happened, I didn't eat lunch, and I haven't eaten dinner now."

Hearing what she said, Wei Ling paused, turned around and went upstairs. Lian Cong was sitting outside her room dozing off. When Wei Ling heard footsteps, he woke up suddenly. Wei Ling signaled him to leave, and he rubbed his eyes. , Obediently went downstairs.

Wei Ling knocked on the door and said, "Shen Zhi'an, why don't you eat? Do you think I can let Shen shi go soft-hearted if you starve to death?"

There was no sound from inside for a long time, and just when Wei Ling was about to open the door, Shen Zhian's voice came, "Wei Ling, where is my father? I want to see him!"

The voice was very close, Wei Ling felt that Shen Zhi'an should be behind the door, she sneered, and said: "Want to see Shen Lifeng? Impossible! Now is not the time, when the time comes, you will meet."

Shen Zhian asked her back: "You don't let me see him, is it because I still have value?"

Wei Ling didn't answer her, but ordered in an orderly tone: "Hurry up and eat, do you want me to go in and invite you in person?"

There was no sound inside, and after a while, the voice in the room was far away again, "Wei Ling, come in!"

Wei Ling was surprised, and twisted the doorknob, but the door couldn't be opened—obviously the door had been locked from the inside.

She kicked the door violently, her tone a little displeased, "Shen Zhi'an! Open the door!"

Shen Zhian's voice came out leisurely at this moment: "Wei Ling, where am I on the balcony? Would you like to watch me jump off?"

Wei Ling was taken aback, grabbed the doorknob and turned it vigorously a few times, but the door remained motionless. At the time when there was nothing to do, she turned around and saw the chair that Lian Cong had just rested on. She stepped forward and raised the chair, facing the door He fell over without hesitation.

After a few "bang bang", the door was overwhelmed and finally opened. There was no light in the room, and the only source of light was the drawn curtains.

Shen Zhian was struggling to climb up.

Wei Ling threw down the chair and rushed over, hugged Shen Zhian from behind, did not give Shen Zhian any chance to struggle, and fell on the bed with her.

Shen Zhian lay on the bed, his eyes out of focus, "Wei Ling, if you don't let me go out, I'll go out by myself."

Wei Ling stared at her, "Are you crazy?" He said while grabbing her wrist, "Follow me downstairs for dinner!"

Shen Zhi'an didn't eat two meals in a row, and his lips were pale and weak because of crying. He was also weak when he climbed the balcony just now. At this time, he turned to Wei Ling and smiled at her: "Wei Ling, if I'm full, I'll have strength , you can see me jumping down."

Wei Ling didn't want to discuss this topic with her anymore, so he got up and hugged her, and left the room.

Perhaps because of being angry, Wei Ling was surprisingly strong and walked steadily in the corridor, but Shen Zhian suddenly put his arms around Wei Ling's neck, and whispered in her ear: "Wei Ling, I can eat, but you Let me stay in my room, I feel disgusted when I see a little bit of your stuff now."

Wei Ling paused, his face darkened, and Shen Zhian broke free as if nothing had happened, and went downstairs on his own.

Wei Ling looked at her back quietly, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lian Cong, then he calmed down and went downstairs.

This dinner was simply unprecedented in the Shen family. There were only two people, the air was extremely dull, and the atmosphere was especially weird.

Because another cook was hired, the taste was quite different from before, Shen Zhi'an was naturally a little affected, and she was still feeling very uncomfortable because she had nothing in her stomach, so she only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and then stopped eating.

Wei Ling sat across from her and observed her all the time, Shen Zhian never looked at her from the beginning to the end.

The cooking aunt just brought up the last dish. Seeing Shen Zhi'an's sullen expression, she said in a flattering tone, "Miss Zhi'an, why don't you eat? I just finished cooking?"

Shen Zhi'an's face turned cold, and he slapped the chopsticks on the table with a "slap", "You can call Zhi'an too? What are you? You are so unruly!"

The smile on that aunt's face faltered, she looked embarrassed, she didn't know what to say, but Shen Zhian ignored her and got up and went upstairs.

Wei Ling had no expression on his face, and followed Shen Zhian upstairs.

After both of them had left, the cooking aunt rolled her eyes in disdain. She had just arrived, so naturally she didn't know the situation, and thought that Wei Ling was the owner of the house. Seeing that Shen Zhi'an's movements were restricted everywhere, and seeing that Wei Ling had been following her, He just wanted to flatter him, but he didn't expect to be deflated, but he felt extremely contemptuous of Shen Zhi'an in his heart.

Shen Zhian returned to his room after going up to the second floor, Wei Ling followed her step by step, Shen Zhian said coldly, "Why? Come in and sit?"

Wei Ling looked at her with a serious tone: "If you die, Shen Lifeng won't survive either. Don't worry, I have the ability."

Shen Zhi'an sneered, and sarcastically said: "Death? How dare I die! You Wei Ling is so arrogant now! Who dares to violate your face!"

Wei Ling was not angry, but nodded and said, "This is the best."

Shen Zhian didn't want to waste his eyes on her, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door with a "bang".

After closing the door, Shen Zhi'an immediately opened the curtains, only to find that the windows were surrounded by barbed wire. In less than half an hour of dinner time, Wei Ling had already done all this quietly.

To be so on guard against her, Shen Zhian sneered in his heart, but his expression was no longer as calm as before. She leaned against the wall, squatted down weakly, hugged her legs slightly, and buried her head between her knees. , she was really fragile and helpless, Shen Zhian closed his eyes, desperately enduring the emotions on the verge of collapse, but tears still fell down.

The so-called drunkenness only realizes the sorrows of wine, and love only knows how deep it is. She can't avoid it, and it is impossible to treat the memories between her and Wei Ling as if they don't exist. Wei Ling's signature.

Shen Zhi'an thought in a daze: she must see her father, she must know the truth!