Chapter 370: He Likes You, Not Me

"How old is Yun this year?" Tian Fuguang looked at Shen Yun and asked with a beaming smile.

Shen Yun didn't quite like the look in his eyes and sat a little to the side, "Uncle Tian, I'm eighteen."

"Eighteen, how wonderful," Tian Fuguang seemed to see the young Shen Mu in her, "It's time to find a partner."

Shen Mu calmly blocked her daughter behind her, "She's still young and doesn't understand anything yet; I need to keep her by my side to teach her for a couple more years."

This Tian Fuguang was no good.

This was also the reason why her son had spoken up, but Shen Mu had been unwilling to ask for help.

His wife's illness was mostly caused by his aggravation.

Now that she was old and faded, she didn't believe Tian Fuguang could still have any designs on her, but she was somewhat worried about her daughter.

"Actually, I even held you when you were little," Tian Fuguang said, using the excuse of being tipsy, and pointed at Shen Yun to have her help him up.

He looked at the people in the room, and although he was smiling, no one felt he was a good person at that moment, "You all sit and rest, let Yun see me out!"

Shen Lan frowned tightly; just because he was willing to sacrifice his mother's reputation didn't mean he was willing to sacrifice his little sister's reputation too.

His little sister was still so young.

"Uncle Tian, let me see you out instead," Shen Lan offered, and he felt a sense of relief that Tian Fuguang did not refuse.

"Fine! You two siblings can see me out together!"

Outside, the sky was already dark. Tian Fuguang grabbed Shen Yun's wrist, but his words were directed at Shen Lan, "Your current job, the house you live in, and the money I lent you that you don't have to pay back—Shen Lan, do you understand? Hahaha, I haven't even been this good to my own biological son."

Being told this in front of his little sister made Shen Lan feel uncomfortable, "Don't worry, Uncle Tian, I will definitely work hard, and I will certainly pay these things back to you in the future!"

Uncle Tian raised an eyebrow, "These things are just worldly possessions. Yun, you agree, right?"

"Your skin is fair; you'd look good wearing a gold bracelet on your wrist. When I have time, Uncle Tian will take you to buy one!"

Shen Yun nodded in the end.

After Tian Fuguang left, Shen Lan scolded his little sister very angrily, "Are you really that shallow? A gold bracelet is enough to make you smile at another man? Do you know what kind of person he is?"

Shen Yun swatted his hand away, "Brother, if you know what kind of person he is, why did you still ask me and Mom to live in his house?"

"Since we are living in someone else's house and eating someone else's food, are we supposed to give them a cold face too?"

Shen Lan:...

"Once Brother is promoted to Battalion Commander, we will be assigned a house then, and we won't have to put on a fake smile anymore."

"Little sister, just endure it a little longer."

Shen Yun:...

She seemed to understand a little now why Si Rong had called off the engagement; it seemed her brother really wasn't that great.

Did her brother really think that someone would lend him a house and money without wanting anything in return?

Besides, it wasn't that easy to get a promotion in the military.

But these thoughts only crossed her mind for a moment, and immediately after, Shen Yun began to look forward to the gold bracelet Tian Fuguang said he would give her.

The only piece of jewelry she owned was a silver bracelet, which Si Rong had given her for her birthday once back when Si Rong was still with her brother.

Even though her family was so rich, they had only given her a silver bracelet, but Tian Fuguang had offered to give her a gold one right away.

In short, if Tian Fuguang wanted to be with her mother, she would agree.

The wedding of Jiang Cheng and Si Rong was set for the sixteenth of August, which was an auspicious day for marriage.

Soon it was the eve of the wedding, and Si Rong had briefly moved back to the Si Family, because she had to be married from her maiden home.

That evening, she was practicing dance in the back garden of the house when she heard Wang Ma say that a girl was looking for her outside.

"It's not Miss Ming."

Si Rong was curious; she had never had many friends. She used to have two, but after one died, only Ming Zi remained.

Who would come to the house to find her?

It turned out to be Fang Ting, which was somewhat expected.

She had experienced Rebirth and was marrying Jiang Cheng nearly twenty years early, so the current Fang Ting still liked Jiang Cheng.

However, although it was two lifetimes, a person's personality would not change much.

Fang Ting was the same; she wouldn't choose to play any petty tricks in private, but would only come to find her directly.

She had thought that by showing up uninvited, Si Rong would be unhappy, but she didn't expect her to lead her into the garden and even ask if she wanted honey water or sugar water.

"I want to drink honey water."

Fang Ting drank the honey water and sighed comfortably.

Huh? What was she here for today again?

Thinking of her purpose, Fang Ting placed the honey water back on the table and returned to a cold expression.

"I came because I want to talk to you about Jiang Cheng."

Si Rong nodded, looking not at all surprised. She drank her honey water, her apricot-shaped eyes curving, "Okay, okay."

Fang Ting:...

Miss, have you got it wrong? We are romantic rivals, aren't we?

If she kept smiling at her like that, she was almost going to start liking Si Rong.

There was a moment of discouragement in her heart, as if she somewhat understood why Jiang Cheng would like Si Rong.

This, who could resist it?

In a moment of distraction, Si Rong had already sat in the seat closest to her and reached out to link arms with her.

It made it seem like they weren't romantic rivals, but rather some strange kind of good friends.

"Tingting, what do you want to tell me? I'm listening."

Fang Ting:...

"I, I came to tell you that Jiang Cheng and I grew up together in the compound since we were children; our relationship is, you know, childhood sweethearts, very, very close."

She observed Si Rong's expression as she spoke.

Very good, there was not a single change in her expression, and she still wore a faint smile on her face, "Then, can our relationship be just as good in the future?"

Fang Ting:...

Her tone was so sugary and sweet, who could stand it? She really is a temptress!

"Uh, yes, I suppose it probably will."

"Actually," Fang Ting decided to drop a bombshell before she fell completely into her gentle trap, "I like Jiang Cheng!"

Once these words were out, she suddenly felt a sense of great relief.

That's right, she should have said it a long time ago.

This way, there was no burden in her heart, and she wouldn't always feel like she was acting like a thief.

After speaking, Fang Ting observed the changes in Si Rong.

She only saw her slowly lower her head, her hands twisting together, looking as if she were very sad.

For some reason, even though she should have felt happy, Fang Ting suddenly felt a bit panicked.

Si Rong wouldn't start crying, would she?

She didn't know how to comfort people!

Damn it, if she had known, she shouldn't have been so direct; she should have been more tactful.

Watching Si Rong's shoulders tremble slightly, Fang Ting felt even more guilty.

She began to rack her brain on how to comfort her, "Alright, alright, don't cry."

"If someone saw me coming to your house and making you cry, I would feel quite embarrassed."

"Actually, you don't have to be too sad; although Jiang Cheng and I are childhood sweethearts, he likes you, not me."