CHAPTER 262: CHAPTER 262: THE SECOND CHOICE

Bian Yue didn’t have time to speak when Shen Jinci already embraced her from behind.

His voice was tinged with laughter, gentle and light, "You’ve worked hard during this period, Miss Bian."

Bian Yue smiled and turned around in his embrace, her arms naturally lifting to circle his neck, she stood on her toes, her smile radiant, "Actually, it was a bit tough since those people are not easy to deal with, but now, seeing Mr. Shen and his flowers, I don’t feel it was hard at all."

Shen Jinci kissed Bian Yue’s eyes, his voice very gentle, "What’s the main point, the flowers or me?"

"You compared to anything else, the focus is always you!" Bian Yue’s voice elongated, her smile could not be hidden, "If one day I have to go to a deserted island, I’ll just bring you and nothing else."

"Just bring me?" Shen Jinci chuckled lightly, "Aren’t you afraid that we won’t survive on the deserted island?"

"With you, we will have everything!" Bian Yue hugged Shen Jinci tightly, her face gently rubbing against his neck, her voice light and soft, "Shen Jinci, I’m so happy tonight, I’ve never received so many flowers before!"

"Not many, but I arranged them all myself." Shen Jinci paused, speaking softly, "I’m glad you like them. I’m always afraid that what I give is not good enough for you."

"Why would it not be good enough? Shen Jinci, it’s really, really good."

"I just worry if there’s something that could be better. Maybe... it’s because I always feel Yueyue, no matter who she’s with, could be happy, but for me, aside from Yueyue, I can’t think of a second way to be happy." He said these words calmly, without a hint of melodrama.

However, Bian Yue’s eyes inexplicably reddened, she held Shen Jinci very tightly, and softly said, "I can’t be happy with just anyone, Shen Jinci, you must believe, besides you, no one can make me happy."

Many people in this world live their whole lives without understanding the meaning of ’happiness’.

Bian Yue always felt she was indeed lucky to have found Shen Jinci, by such a slim chance.

For Bian Yue, anyone else would not make her feel happy.

For Bian Yue, Shen Jinci was like someone who, no matter how far and how turbulent her journey, would always follow her.

She was a person with such insecurities and yet, she truly felt there was someone who would always stay by her side.

That firm belief, for Bian Yue, was a miracle in itself.

Feng Cheng was renamed Bian Group, and Bian Yue became the new chairman, filling the newsweek with fervent discussions daily. Bian Yue also lived days where paparazzi occasionally snapped photos of her, and influential figures sought her out constantly.

Lu Zhonian also took time to meet with Bian Yue. He didn’t ask much; he just told her to take care of her health.

Bian Yue said thanks, stating she wasn’t going to die yet, her energy high, and she could keep going at least for another fifty years.

Lu Zhonian laughed at Bian Yue’s arrogant tone, "I’m really glad I didn’t meet you just now, otherwise if you spoke to me like this, I would have thought you were too arrogant at such a young age."

Bian Yue also laughed, paused, and then seriously said, "Honey’s business has been managed by Anny and Wen Jiao these days, so I still need to trouble you to see them more. Once I’m less busy, I’ll treat you to tea."

"Your tea is too expensive; I’d rather not have it." Lu Zhonian sighed lightly, looking at the dark circles under Bian Yue’s eyes, said, "Seriously, take care of yourself."

"Jinci has been urging me to sleep lately, don’t worry, with him here, there won’t be anything wrong with my health." Bian Yue was talking to Lu Zhonian and even took the time to look over a contract. She fluidly signed her name and said, "That project you told me about last time, I’ve looked it over, and I want to increase the investment."

"That’s fine."

"By the way, you’re related to the Zhuang Family, right?" Bian Yue suddenly remembered, saying, "There are a few people from the Zhuang Family in the group too, can you help me pass this on to Zhuang Yi, I’ve been too busy lately to deal with it myself."

Lu Zhonian was actually amused, now he finally knew why this high and mighty individual had time to see him, it turned out she was using him as a messenger.

"Bian Yue, you want me to play the villain?"

"Don’t put it so negatively, how esteemed is your status, who would dare treat you like a mere actor?" Bian Yue smiled, "Didn’t you help Zhuang Jie Ning come to me before? Now just go back and find Zhuang Jie Ning, it’s not a big deal!"

"You don’t want to deal with these people yourself, and you’re afraid of handing it over to someone else because it might look like you’re not showing goodwill, so you want me to send them back, you really know who to rely on!" Lu Zhonian pinched the bridge of his nose, somewhat headache-inducing.

Bian Yue laughed apologetically, "Isn’t it just because I really can’t spare the time? Otherwise, why would I trouble you? Don’t worry, just this once, it won’t happen again!"

Lu Zhonian sighed, thought it over, and still agreed to Bian Yue’s request, "I’ll deliver these people back to the Zhuang Family for you, but you have to treat Shen Jinci to a meal for me."

"Deal!" Bian Yue smiled, "Come to our house, Shen Jinci’s cooking is really delicious!"

Lu Zhonian felt a strange disconnect.

Shen Jinci and cooking – these two words really couldn’t be linked in any way.

He laughed, still self-aware, "I won’t go to your house, I’m not worthy of eating your husband’s cooking, enjoy it yourself!"

Bian Yue laughed and added some more courteous words about really troubling you, essentially passing a hot potato to Lu Zhonian.

After Lu Zhonian left, Bian Yue then contacted Shen Zhaoli, dialed his number and said, "Zhaoli, did you manage to get the medicine I asked you to pick up?"

Shen Zhaoli had just picked up the medicine from the doctor’s. Bian Yue was too busy herself but still didn’t trust others to fetch it. Moreover, this was also Wen Jiao’s request. Bian Yue didn’t know why, but she did it anyway.

Shen Zhaoli got into the car and carelessly threw the medicine on the copilot seat, then casually said, "I’ve got the medicine, but Bian Yue, tell me the truth, what’s wrong with Wen Jiao, why does she need so much medicine?"

"You don’t need to worry about that, just deliver the medicine to Wen Jiao. If she wants to talk, she’ll tell you."

Shen Zhaoli listened to the dial tone from the other end of the phone, his gaze probing as he glanced at the medicine beside him, then withdrew his view and drove to Wen Jiao’s residence.

Wen Jiao hadn’t slept much last night, her head felt dizzy, her body was uncomfortable, and when she opened the door, seeing Shen Zhaoli at that moment, she didn’t look as bright and beautiful as usual, instead, she resembled a ghost.

"Miss Wen, you’re getting older, you should really take care of yourself. Are you planning to debut in a horror movie?"

Shen Zhaoli frowned, seeing Wen Jiao looking this way, he felt a pang of unease.

Seeing Wen Jiao not speaking, he hesitated and said, "Is something wrong..."

Wen Jiao took the medicine from Shen Zhaoli’s hands, her head low, her voice a bit unnatural, "Could you do me a favor?"