She doesn't want to pretend anymore

There was a thin layer of sweat on Yan Zhan's forehead, his face looked normal, but the reflection of Manshu was clearly visible in his eyes.

"I know better than anyone else."

Yan Zhan spoke in a hoarse voice as he tidied up the hair that covered her eyes.

When his hand touched her hot cheek, Manshu grabbed it.

"Well, Third Uncle, it's not right for us to do this. Grandpa is introducing you to a girlfriend, and I'm still your niece."

How can you mess around?

"Do you mind?" Yan Zhan let her hold his hand, his eyes dark.

What should he do if the girl he likes minds the worldly perspective?

Can I dispel her worries?

Let go?

Yan Zhan never thought about it this way.

He must get what he wants, unless she is really resistant to him.

But obviously, the little girl's body did not resist him.

“No…” This isn’t a question of whether you mind or not, right?

Manshu didn't know how to explain to Yan Zhan. The old man was still alive. If his adopted son and granddaughter got involved with each other, should the old man be angry that his adopted son was seduced, or that his granddaughter was deceived?

Old Master Yan has started arranging blind dates for Yan Zhan. Maybe he is dissatisfied with the fact that she and Yan Zhan's niece are too close.

"I'm responsible for everything." Yan Zhan seemed to have heard the answer he wanted and pressed Manshu's head in his arms.

He was in a half-kneeling position, while Manjushri was still squatting.

Only when he was held in someone's arms did Manshu react.

"Wait, Uncle San, did you misunderstand something? We..."

"Don't be nervous." Yan Zhan interrupted her, "I'll take care of the old man's business."

"But..." Yan Zhan looked at her, "Before that, you have to tell me why you are angry?"

He noticed that Manshu was angry before, but he didn't know why she was angry.

This made the man who was always good at planning and strategizing feel anxious.

Manshu was startled.

If Yan Zhan didn't ask, she might have ignored that little emotion.

But when he asked, Mansu carefully thought about the reasons why he was unhappy.

After thinking about why, she avoided Yan Zhan's gaze feeling uncomfortable.

"Have you thought of it?" Yan Zhan rubbed Manshu's hair.

Manshu opened his mouth but didn't say that he was unhappy because he saw that Xiao Ziying looked very good standing next to him.

He just changed the subject and said, "We are not suitable. I am only seventeen years old. Grandpa will not agree."

Of course, Manshu, including his previous life, was more than seventeen, but Yan Zhan didn't know.

The light in Yan Zhan's cold star-like eyes faded: "Manman, do you think I'm too old?"

old?

Manshu's pupils dilated slightly: I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the word old.

A twenty-five-year-old man is in the prime of his life.

"No." Seeing that Yan Zhan seemed a little depressed, Manshu felt a little bit reluctant for some reason.

"Don't worry." Yan Zhan held her hand, "You just need to take one step."

The rest are all his.

Manshu suddenly remembered a love quote he had seen before - you just take one step, and I will take the remaining ninety-nine steps.

How come Yan Zhan even knows this?

He is so fluent in saying sweet words. Has he said it to others before?

"Uncle San, you didn't know my identity before, so it's inevitable that you had some wrong feelings for me. Now I'm your niece, and your feelings for me may just be the care of an elder for a younger person."

Manshu was not a very confident person before, but in this life she is determined to take revenge and trample Yan Siyu and Gu Zimo into the mud.

Didn't they want to get her power? Then she would let them watch her having everything forever.

Besides, she never thought about getting a high-class flower.