Chapter 267: The Illusion of Becoming a Married Couple

Ke Zhongyu caught that fleeting smile and decided not to quarrel with his loud younger sister.

"Something came up, I'm hanging up."

The next second, the call came through to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai lit up her phone, swiped to answer, and at the same time entered the password to open the door; the house had been completely renewed, cleaned spotless, with all soft furnishings in place.

"Jiang Lai sis, my brother stole my car, that Hongqi Car Car Car car; he definitely wants to sneakily drive my car in to find you!"

Ke Zhongyu: "Not sneaky."

Ke Zhongying heard her brother's voice over the phone, paused, then put the phone back to her ear: "You're on Yanping Road."

Jiang Lai: "Mm, it's finished, come take a look."

Ke Zhongying pouted: "Oh oh, considering that my brother is driving you around, I'll temporarily forgive him this once; you guys go ahead, I have to go eat dinner with my second aunt tonight."

"Okay, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye, Jiang Lai sis!"

Jiang Lai hung up the phone, and the corner of her mouth rose again with a faint smile.

Ke Zhongyu didn't quite understand: "What about Ke Zhongying makes you happy?"

Jiang Lai: "She's a cute little sister."

Ke Zhongyu dared not agree with that "cute," but since Jiang Lai regarded Ke Zhongying as a sister, it always gave him the illusion that he and Jiang Lai were already married.

Coming here felt like looking at a wedding home.

"A bit small." The Ke family owns many properties; the old residence, though small, is just a three-story villa of a few hundred square meters, but the surrounding villas are also considered part of the Ke family's old residence, where his father's two sisters and one brother live nearby.

Jiang Lai said satisfied: "It's just right for me."

Ke Zhongyu looked toward the balcony; the living room and balcony were connected, with a long solid wood square table, and behind it a full wall of built-in bookshelves, currently empty.

"Ke Zhongyu, the sofa is new and can be sat on; I'm going to check out the rooms."

Ke Zhongyu heard Jiang Lai's slightly cheerful voice; it seemed she really liked the place, the whole decor leaned toward vintage style, very tasteful.

Ke Zhongyu sat on the leather sofa, his gaze closely following Jiang Lai into the master bedroom, he turned around, then happily went into the second bedroom, after touring the second bedroom he went to the kitchen.

She was like a quiet little cat patrolling her territory, and if she liked something she would reach out to touch it.

Ke Zhongyu leaned back slightly, leisurely watching her; wherever she went, his gaze followed.

Jiang Lai finished looking at another small balcony, closed the door with the white-painted frame, and just as she lifted her eyes she noticed Ke Zhongyu looking at her.

Without any hesitation.

His gaze seemed to carry an aggressiveness like looking at prey, yet not that sharp.

Jiang Lai slightly averted her gaze, instinctively reaching to touch the brass engraved key she wore on her chest.

Since Ke Zhongyu gave her that key, whenever she felt nervous she would instinctively touch it.

When she realized this also had to do with Ke Zhongyu, she looked up and saw he had already risen, asking lightly: "When are you moving in? New Year's Day."

"Two or three days early." Jiang Lai said, "I'll first invite the master's wife and Professor Cheng and the others over for a meal, then call you all on New Year's Day."

Elders first, then friends.

Ke Zhongyu hummed, then brought up another matter: "Do you want to learn to drive?"

Just now, in the car, he saw Jiang Lai looking for a driving school.

Jiang Lai: "I want to learn."

Ke Zhongyu: "I'll teach you."

Jiang Lai blinked in surprise.

Ke Zhongyu: "Now you can self-study and take the test directly."

In the Ke Clan's tech park there is a newly planned above-ground parking lot, perfect for practicing driving.

Mm, he has an ulterior motive.

Before Jiang Lai could ask anything else, Ke Zhongyu aggressively stepped closer and asked: "Shall I teach you?"

Jiang Lai's steps retreated slightly, she leaned against the wall.

Ke Zhongyu stopped his steps, keeping a slight distance, but half a meter already falls within the range of intimate distance.

Jiang Lai lifted her head, her gaze dodging.

Her chin was suddenly gently grasped; the man made her face him again, then released his hand.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Lai held her breath, still not daring to look at him.

"You have to pay."

"How much?"

Jiang Lai exclaimed, raising her head: "I'm the one who has to pay."

Ke Zhongyu chuckled lightly: "You agree?"

"Mm." Jiang Lai turned and walked to the side, increasing the distance between them; she could finally take a deep breath.

Her face was slightly warm.

……

Hexin Yiyuan.

Shen Xun was discussing the surgery with the doctor; just as they were about to finish, he heard arguing outside.

Again, it was Shen Xi.

He went out and saw Lin Shutong standing there, face pale, letting Shen Xi point at her nose and scold her.

Shen Xi doesn't spare anyone even when she's in the wrong, let alone when she's in the right.

Lin Shutong endured silently, lifted her eyes to the emerging Shen Xun, and said: "A Xun."

Shen Xun frowned, walked over and said to his sister: "Don't make a scene in the hospital, go in and keep Mom company; Mom has surgery tomorrow."

Shen Xi glared at Lin Shutong, then had no choice but to go in.

The hallway finally fell silent.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Xun didn't believe she had come to visit his mother; before, looking at Lin Shutong he felt helpless, but after seeing those countless photos at the trial, Shen Xun's gaze toward Lin Shutong now carries hatred and disgust.

Lin Shutong was like expired bread giving off a foul stench.

"Ah Xun, you can't just ignore me." Lin Shutong gritted her teeth: "I know you still have money; help me again—I can't come up with 12,300,000 in cash, help me, for the sake of the child, please help me, okay?"

When the child was mentioned before, Shen Xun remained relatively calm; now, whenever the child is brought up, the scene of him accidentally pushing Lin Shutong down the stairs flashes in his mind—blood spreading across her lower half, the doctor saying she not only lost the child but also suffered fundamental injury.

Lin Shutong's heart-rending scream echoed in his ears.

Shen Xun's face turned deathly pale.

That was his sin.

Having committed a sin, he must atone.

It's like the court ruling that he gets no share of the property, and like now he still has to step in to help Lin Shutong.

Just as he was about to nod, Shen's father came out of the ward—Shen Xi had just gone in and immediately told their father, saying that this mistress, Lin Shutong, had come again.

Shen's father had gone to the trial scene; Lin Shutong's actions were simply beyond record, and he would never let his son have any involvement with such a filthy, depraved woman.

"Shen Xun, your mother is calling you."

"Get into the ward."

"When the old man speaks, there's no reason for the son not to listen."

Shen Xun entered the ward under Lin Shutong's anxious, reluctant gaze.

Shen's father personally closed the ward door, then walked over to Lin Shutong: "Again you want to suck my son's blood? Haven't you drained him dry already? Now you won't even spare our family's life-saving money?"

Lin Shutong held her neck stiff.

She said: "I'm just here to visit."

Shen's father: "Not needed! Shen Xun has already been more than kind to you; you have today coming to you, and you don't have many admirers? Why cling to my son and not let go?"

"Shameless thing!"

Lin Shutong was driven off by the scolding, but unwilling to give up, she sent a message to Shen Xun—just as he took out his phone, his father snatched it away and on the spot deleted Lin Shutong.

But in the ward, nobody said anything, for fear of agitating Shen's mother, who is to have surgery tomorrow.

But Shen's mother noticed something seemed to be growing in her son's mouth when he spoke, and asked: "Have you been getting too much internal heat lately, causing an ulcer?"

Shen Xun shook his head: "I don't have an ulcer."

Shen's mother gestured for him to look in the mirror: "Go take a look yourself—did I get it wrong?"

Shen Xun stood before the mirror and saw that it really was an ulcer, yet he felt no pain at all.