A heartthrob? Here you go!

Under what circumstances can a person who does not seek power and wealth recognize the origin of pearls at a glance?

Song Jingshen met those cloudy pupils. Her eyes were foggy and it was impossible to tell her emotions.

Song Jingshen responded slowly.

"Yes."

Lin Hui's muscles twitched and she smiled: "You are so thoughtful. I like Pearl very much."

She said, wrapping the necklace around her wrist.

Watching her movements, Song Jingshen did not feel relieved. Instead, his heart was in knots, his nerves were tense, and he observed her every move intently.

After wrapping the pearl around her wrist, Lin Hui sat down and turned to Song Jingshen: "But I really don't like what you did."

Her voice was gentle, and she instructed Song Jingshen like a kind and amiable elder.

"First, it's inappropriate for you to bring people to my house." Lin Hui said, turning her head and focusing her gaze on the two people behind Song Jingshen.

"You're right, I was rude." Song Jingshen bowed his head and responded respectfully, glancing sideways at the two people behind him.

The two of them turned around knowingly and were about to retreat to the door to guard it when a cold voice sounded: "Don't stand at my door."

The two stopped and looked back at Lin Hui.

In the dim living room, a middle-aged woman was sitting on the sofa. There were many fine lines on her face, and the nasolabial folds on both sides of her nose were deeply sunken because of her smile.

But the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were not very obvious. She looked at them calmly, "The corridor at the entrance is narrow. Standing there will hinder other neighbors from going up and down the stairs."

Song Jingshen's nerves became increasingly tense. His eyes lingered on the string of pearls on her wrist several times, then moved upwards and fixed on the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go downstairs." A clear voice sounded, and the two of them lowered their heads and responded, closing the door. The sound of deliberately heavier footsteps could be heard.

Lin Hui nodded with satisfaction and said, "Secondly, Xiaoyu never told me about your relationship. Besides, engagement matters should not be handled by a junior like you."

"Does your father know you're here?"

Song Jingshen's eyes flickered, and when he was about to speak, Lin Hui suddenly interrupted him: "Okay, I know the answer."

She lowered her head and looked intently at the pearls on her wrist. After a long while, she said, "It's really rude to not have an elder. Don't you value Yu Yu?"

Song Jingshen's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he leaned forward towards Lin Hui: "That's not the case, auntie, I love you very much--"

"Then come and help." Lin Hui sighed, "I notified Yuyu to come back, so you have to be quick, otherwise she will be angry."

Lin Hui said this and stood up.

"Angry?" Song Jingshen frowned and subconsciously followed Lin Hui's movements and stood up.

"Yes, Yuyu will be angry. Go to the refrigerator and get some fruit to the kitchen. I'll cut it."

She smiled, but the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were flat, and her eyes were always drooping, not looking at him.

It's like she doesn't care at all what kind of person he is.

Song Jingshen reached back and touched the miniature laser gun on his waist, then put his hand down and said tentatively, "I'll do it, Auntie. I often do these things for Xiaoyu."

"No, I have to do this." Lin Hui was very stubborn.

As soon as he said this, Song Jingshen closed his eyes. The sword hanging above his head fell down instantly and pierced his heart directly. The pain in his heart spread to his limbs, and his lips trembled for a moment.

Is that the string of pearls?

Aunt Lin hated the rich and powerful, but among all the gifts, she could recognize the origin of the pearls at a glance, and Xiaoyu's father died young...

What a damn bunch of bastards.

When you go back, wash everything immediately.

Song Jingshen exhaled quietly, raised his eyes and smiled, "Okay, auntie, I'll get it for you."

It's good to vent my anger, and when I come back I can win the sympathy of the little fish.

It doesn’t matter if my aunt doesn’t like him, as long as Xiaoyu loves him.

Lin Hui walked into the kitchen, but her figure was blocked by the kitchen door, so her figure could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see her pulling out a long kitchen knife.

Song Jingshen walked to the refrigerator, took out the fruit, and turned to the kitchen.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Song Jingshen stopped, took a deep breath, opened his eyes and stared at the person who was vaguely visible through the glass door, and said in a deep and serious voice:

"Aunt Lin, I am serious about Xiaoyu. I have loved her for a long time."

"I know." A deep voice came out, and Lin Hui knew very well how much Song Jingshen loved Yu Yu.

She knows it best, from the time she was eight years old to now.

"I will listen carefully to your teachings, aunt. I hope you can give me a chance to take care of Xiaoyu." Song Jingshen stood there holding the fruit, his back hunched as if he had been hit hard.

"Okay, come in." Lin Hui slowly touched the pearl on her wrist and responded casually.

Useless.

That being the case, so be it.

Song Jingshen lowered his head, clicked the communicator, sent everyone back, and then walked into the dim and small kitchen.

The light from the ceiling of the living room was dim and flickering, and could not match the bright and clear moonlight outside the window.

The moonlight is like a veil, slowly floating into the white gauze window.

Yu Ge stared in amazement as Fang Chi spread his arms, stood on tiptoe, and stretched his body in an instant.

He smiled at Yu Ge with his eyes curved, then leaped and spun with a light dance move. With one move and one turn, he spun towards the bed. The moment he hooked his arms around the bed curtains and lifted them up, he leaped onto the bed covered with flower petals.

Jumping onto the bed, his feet instantly sank into the soft bedding. The pure and beautiful boy was not disturbed at all. He raised his knees and buried his feet to make a stroke, and the petals flew out in an instant.

As he spun, his waist and abdomen showed amazing strength. His extremely thin clothes stuck to his abdominal muscles. He seemed to dislike the clothes being too much of a hindrance. He took advantage of the movement to grab the hem of his clothes with one hand and twisted them upwards to take off his shirt.

In an instant, the fair and flexible body, and the golden waist chain tied on the thin abdominal muscles instantly caught Yu Ge's eyes.

Yu Ge woke up instantly, and immediately looked up, seeing Fang Chi's focused gaze.

The moment their eyes met, Fang Chi's eyes became more curved, his face looked extremely pure and innocent, but the pinkness on his lips spread along his neck, all the way down to his waist which was bound by a waist chain.

A thin golden waist chain was wrapped around her, locking the fallen angel like a chain.

The gold chain was also inlaid with violet gems, with the largest one placed in the center, just below the delicate belly button.

Yu Ge immediately retracted his gaze, turned his back to him, raised his hands and clapped: "You danced really well, but you can't do strenuous exercise after a meal. You should take a rest. I'll leave first."

After saying that, Yu Ge walked straight towards the door.

After taking a few steps, I heard a scream from behind, followed by the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Yu Ge pretended not to hear anything and continued walking on the thick carpet without stopping.

"Yu Ge!" A shameful and angry voice came, but Yu Ge not only did not stop, but instead quickened his pace.

When he was almost at the door, a tiny air current blew from behind. Yu Ge subconsciously turned sideways and raised his elbow to strike hard.