Lin Qingyue weighed the pros and cons and walked into the villa for the sake of her innocence.
However, this feeling was too uncomfortable!
Ever since they left the piano store, Shen Yu had barely spoken. Lin Qingyue followed him wherever he went.
When had he ever been so humble?
Lin Qingyue had already thought it through.
If Shen Yu wanted to touch her, she would rather end her life like this.
Inside the villa.
Shen Yu dragged a thick book with his right hand and swirled a scarlet wine glass with his left as he sat on the sofa.
After Lin Qingyue entered the house, she sat on the coffee table far away.
She turned her head away. She did not look at Shen Yu or the villa that she had bought with money. Instead, she looked at the gloomy sky outside.
It was going to rain.
It was very depressing.
Just like her mood.
"Fate says that there are seven hardships in the world: birth, old age, illness, death, resentment, hatred, love, and separation.”
"The world is full of suffering."
Shen Yu's thoughts scattered as he sighed softly.
His hoarse voice was deep and emotional, echoing throughout the entire villa.
In Lin Qingyue's mind, two words subconsciously appeared,'Buddhist Scripture'.
This was a phrase that she liked very much, and it was also a kind of insight she had towards life.
"What is the taste of love without youth? What was the meaning of youth without love?”
"Love isn't about being intoxicated in gold, but about being great in the ordinary. It's as if we're forever separated, but we're still together for life.”
Shen Yu's voice was filled with emotion.
It wasn't the kind of exaggerated and pretentious that made people feel bored.
Instead, it was a calm but direct narration that went straight into the depths of one's heart and soul!
The author of the first sentence instantly appeared in Lin Qingyue's mind.
That was the quote of Byron, the greatest romantic poet in the 19th century. It was also her favorite quote.
Because she also desired love.
But…
Compared to the first sentence, the second sentence touched Lin Qingyue's heart even more.
Love was not intoxicated in gold, but in greatness in ordinariness.
It was as if they were separated forever, but they were together for life.
Wasn't this the love that Lin Qingyue yearned for?
"Who said the second sentence?"
Lin Qingyue still couldn't hold back her curiosity. She looked at Shen Yu, her voice barely audible.
She was certain that this sentence did not come from any famous work or poem in the world.
But she really liked it.
"Miss Lin, would you believe me if I said that?”Shen Yu smiled inexplicably and closed the book.
Lin Qingyue did not say anything, but a hint of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes.
She did not doubt Shen Yu's words at all.
However, how could a cold and heartless man say such philosophical and meaningful words?
This contrast was too stark in Lin Qingyue's eyes.
"Miss Lin, are you hungry?" Shen Yu suddenly said.
Lin Qingyue's thoughts were interrupted.
Only then did she realize that she had actually let her imagination run wild.
"I'm not hungry."
Lin Qingyue spat out these two words coldly and turned her head away again.
No matter how mysterious this guy was, what did it have to do with him?
"You're not hungry, but I'm hungry. Let's go cook.”Shen Yu drank his red wine elegantly and said casually,""Four dishes and a soup. If you can't make it, don't even think about sleeping today.”
"What?"
Lin Qingyue turned her head and met Shen Yu's calm and deep eyes. Her aura immediately decreased by 30%.
"You want me to cook? I won't!"
"Very good."
Shen Yu nodded and casually threw out a bundle of rope." Then tie yourself to the doorpost outside. When I wake up tomorrow, I'll go out and untie you. Don't make me do it."”
"You…"
"What do you mean, cook or tie yourself up? I don't want to repeat myself.”
Lin Qingyue took a deep breath." Alright, I'll do it!”
Shen Yu ignored Lin Qingyue's cold gaze and said indifferently,""If it doesn't taste good, we'll have to do it again. It'll be over when we can eat it.”
Lin Qingyue's pretty face was cold as she walked towards the kitchen.
In her understanding, cooking was the job of a servant.
Her upbringing had taught her that housework was not something she should be involved in.
But what could he do now?
Lin Qingyue entered the kitchen and flipped open the recipe beside her. She browsed through it unwillingly.
All she wanted was to make a few dishes to fool Shen Yu!
Ring, ring, ring.
Outside the kitchen, in the living room of the villa.
A crisp ringtone rang at this moment.
Shen Yu put down his wine glass and took out a phone from his pocket.
The screen of the phone was stained with dried blood.
The screen showed that it was an unknown number.
This was Chen Dao's phone.
"You're finally here? You're really able to keep your temper.”
Shen Yu smiled teasingly and answered the call unhurriedly.
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