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Chapter 171 I almost fell for his trick



Chapter 171 I almost fell for his trick

Wen Jiayue found it strange. Hadn't Shen Fuhan already asked her that question, and she had already explained it to her?

"I already said it's too valuable," Wen Jiayue said, her breathing quickening. "Is the Marquis so forgetful?"

Shen Fuhan snorted and asked, "Since it's so valuable, tell me, what kind of pearl is this?"

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips slightly: "I don't know."

“Then it’s just an ordinary pearl,” Shen Fuhan helped her put on the other one. “You’ll have to wear it for the next few days.”

He had given her a birthday gift two months ago, and this was the first time he had seen her wear it; she was even more graceful than he had imagined.

Wen Jiayue frowned and looked at him. When did she start asking him to approve the jewelry she wore?

Shen Fuhan asked calmly, "You won't agree?"

Wen Jiayue firmly replied, "I won't agree."

“In that case, let’s talk about sex,” Shen Fuhan said, gazing at her radiant reflection in the bronze mirror. “Once every ten days isn’t enough.”

Wen Jiayue gritted her teeth inwardly; he would use this to threaten her!

But she had no choice but to ask, "How many days?"

“Three days,” Shen Fuhan paused, then said, “and you should wear it often from now on.”

Wen Jiayue didn't haggle; it was just a pair of earrings, so she might as well wear them.

Shen Fuhan asked in a low voice, "Does this mean you've agreed?"

As soon as Wen Jiayue nodded, he kissed her.

"you……"

Before she could utter a single word, he had already captured her lips in his mouth, the subtle scent of ink and paper instantly overwhelming her senses.

She could barely breathe and instinctively gripped his clothes tightly.

Shen Fuhan picked her up and carried her to the bed while kissing her.

He gently put her down and then pressed himself against her.

Wen Jiayue sensed something was wrong, but her mind was already a complete mess. She couldn't even resist his kisses and could only let his hands set fire to her.

The atmosphere was just getting intimate when a soft sound came from outside the door.

Shen Fuhan paused, then straightened up as if remembering something.

Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment, looking at him blankly.

"Uncle, I'm here."

Shen Chengyao's half-dead shouts could be heard from outside.

"You sound like you haven't eaten enough, speak louder!" Shen Funian's voice also came over.

Shen Chengyao had no choice but to call out, "Uncle! I'm here for class!"

Wen Jiayue then realized what was going on.

Whenever Shen Fuhan had free time on his days off, he would send someone to have Yao'er come over to teach her personally. It seems that he sent someone to Chang Le Yuan before she returned.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, having almost fallen into Shen Fuhan's trap.

Wen Jiayue hurriedly got up from the bed and said awkwardly, "My lord, please go quickly. Please explain to my third sister for me. I will go out in a while."

She's disheveled and her hair is all messy; she's not presentable at all.

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you think I'm presentable to anyone?"

Wen Jiayue then glanced at him.

Shen Fuhan wasn't much better off. Although her hair wasn't messy, her face was stained with red—it was her lipstick—and the corners of her eyes were also flushed.

As he descended, his robes were wide open, revealing his clearly defined muscles. The usually aloof and dignified Lord Shen was now consumed by lust, completely losing his usual composed demeanor.

Further down… Wen Jiayue looked away, biting her lip as she asked, “Then what do we do?”

Shen Fuhan walked to the door and explained calmly through the door, "I fell asleep just now. You and Yao'er go to the side hall first."

If you listen carefully, you can even hear that his voice has an abnormal hoarseness.

Shen Funian assumed he had just woken up and didn't take it to heart at all. She simply replied "okay" and left with her son.

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, go wash your face."

Shen Fuhan glanced at her and silently walked towards the washroom.

Wen Jiayue also took the time to open the window, blowing away the heat on her face, combing her hair, and applying lip rouge.

She was ready, but Shen Fuhan didn't come out.

Realizing something, Wen Jiayue left the bedroom first.

Upon entering the side hall, Shen Funian asked in surprise, "Why are you back so early?"

“I didn’t stay there for the meal,” Wen Jiayue said awkwardly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I came back early.”

Shen Funian drawled out an "Oh": "So, you accidentally fell asleep just now too?"

Wen Jiayue nodded, feigning composure.

Shen Funian was skeptical, feeling that she had somehow interrupted their good time.

But upon closer reflection, I realized that someone as upright and honest as my elder brother wouldn't do such a thing in broad daylight, and I quickly came to terms with it.

Seeing that she believed her, Wen Jiayue quickly changed the subject and started talking about other things.

After a short while, Shen Fuhan finally arrived.

Shen Funian asked in confusion, "Big brother, why did it take you so long?"

He never procrastinates; he starts immediately when he says he'll do something. Why would it take him so long?

Shen Fuhan was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm feeling a little sleepy today."

After saying that, he calmly told Shen Chengyao to go to his study with him and left without looking back.

Wen Jiayue almost couldn't help but laugh, and quickly pursed her lips.

Shen Funian asked curiously, "Why is Big Brother acting so strangely?"

“Who cares what he does?” Wen Jiayue pulled her to sit down. “Let’s talk about our own things.”

Shen Funian immediately put the matter out of her mind and said excitedly, "By the way, didn't you say yesterday that Zhaozhao can call me 'Mother'? Let me hear it!"

Wen Jiayue chuckled: "Zhao Zhao is calling for me, why are you so excited? Let Yao'er call for me."

“Boys and girls are not the same,” Shen Funian shook her head, “Of course, girls call out sweeter.”

That's true," Wen Jiayue said with a smile, as someone brought Zhaozhao over.

Cai'er carried Zhao Zhao over, bowed, and then withdrew.

Shen Funian glanced at Cai'er a few more times, then immediately ignored Zhao Zhao and asked in a low voice, "I remember, isn't this the maid that Grandmother sent?"

Wen Jiayue nodded gently.

Shen Funian asked worriedly, "It's been so long, hasn't she caused any trouble?"

"Of course not. Cai'er is devoted to serving Zhaozhao and never tries to get close to the Marquis."

At this point, Wen Jiayue remembered something.

When Cai'er first arrived, she was told that the old lady had only given her two months, and if she didn't succeed, she would be sold to a brothel.

It's been three months already, why is there still no sign of pregnancy from the old lady?

After thinking it over, Wen Jiayue let Cai'er, who was guarding outside the door, come in.

"Has the old lady summoned you during this time?"

Cai'er shook her head, relieved, and said, "It seems that the old lady has forgotten about me and has never summoned me."

She paused for a moment and then hesitated before saying, "However, I am still a little worried. Could you please speak with the old lady and ask if I could stay here in the future?"

Wen Jiayue did not respond immediately.

She knew perfectly well whether dealing with the old lady about this matter would result in a scolding or a praise.

Shen Funian advised her in a low voice, "Don't rush to agree. What if she's hiding something?"

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Cai'er knelt down in fear.

"This servant will serve you even more diligently in the future, please accept me as your servant, Madam!"


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