His voice was as deep and gentle as he felt. Even if he was facing Rusheng, his every move was absolutely gentle.
âI still have to shoot a part of the scene today, so I have to rush to the studio to film.â
Ying Rusheng continued, âIf Mr. Sheng has no other orders, Iâll go first.â
With that, she pulled her hand away, but was held by him.
When her hand was suddenly held, she looked at the slender and perfect hand holding her wrist, thinking deeply.
âAre you sure you can go?â He looked at her quietly, his voice unchanged.
Sheng Hanze didnât make it clear, but how could Ying Rusheng not understand what he meant, she looked up to him, and said, âWhy not? My motherâs filial piety is over, as for the other thing âŠâ
She said, âIâve thought about that these days carefully, and I think that what Mr. Sheng said that day was very reasonable.â
Sheng Hanze narrowed his eyes and didnât speak, but just looked at her, obviously waiting for her to say the next sentence.
Ying Rusheng smiled gently, âWhat am I afraid of? Why should I be afraid? I donât have to be afraid.â
This was what Sheng Hanze asked Ying Rusheng seven days ago.
At that time, she collapsed in despair, just like a dying man hanging on his last breath.
Seeing that Sheng Hanze still didnât speak, she smiled again, âThey are just a few books and clothes stained with blood and words of abuse. They donât dare to do anything to me. After all, I still have Mr. Sheng who supports me, but you scolded me too.â
She leaned close to him, and her soft breath fluctuated on the side of his neck, âDidnât you?â
Her understatement simply crossed the boundless darkness of nearly a month, as if the endless abuse and humiliation in those past days were nothing but a joke, and even more as if the person who collapsed in despair that day wasnât her at all.
This new Ying Rusheng would let Sheng Hanze have a moment of daze.
He also clearly remembered every subtle expression on her face that day, including the obvious hypocrisy, but it was almost unrealistic despair.
He looked down at Ying Rusheng, who smiled brightly in his arms, and remembered her despair that day. Was she deceiving him that day?
âI did say that I will always support you, but you should also recognize your position. All the information on the internet is the evil deeds you planted by yourself. You should not be afraid. As for the explosion of other black materials, how do you like to deal with it? Itâs your business, and it has nothing to do with me.â
Sheng Hanze didnât push her away, but he didnât hug her.
Hearing that, Ying Rusheng laughed, âI donât think there is any need to deal with the news on the internet. After all, I was scolded and sent blood stained books and clothes. Mr. Sheng also suffered with me. Very good ⊠Let me think about it, there are all kinds of scolding on the Internet.â
She clenched her fingers and thought carefully, âSheng Hanze, the blind and mentally retarded personâs sister was bullied, unexpectedly, he even kept that white lotus because he really think with his lower part. Others grow their brains to appear tall, and Sheng Hanzeâs sb is good, but the long doesnât show upâŠâ
Seeing Sheng Hanzeâs warm breath, the secretary silently concealed her existence.
When Ying Rusheng noticed his expression, she said in surprise, âMr. Sheng, you wouldnât think that I was scolding you, right?â
She poked her phone screen, âMr. Sheng, rest assured. How can I scold you? You made me recognize my identity. I should thank you for reminding me even if itâs late.
Why donât I help Mr. Sheng to scold me?â
âOh, why donât you just say,âI am equipped with a lock.ââ
This time, the secretaryâs head was lowered, âI wish I could find a place to hide. Isnât she scolding Mr. Sheng?â
Sheng Hanze didnât seem to hear what she said, even his breath that had sunk in that moment recovered, and only said softly, âIf you are tired, go back to rest and then go to the set.â
He was going to hold her wrist.
The gentle and considerate attitude and caring intimate tone would only make people feel that she was unreasonably making trouble, and it was too difficult to make people believe that such a person was disgusted with the original owner.
It seemed that in addition to the words she just read online that scolded him, he seemed to have a moment of depression. He had always been gentle and calm, and he hadnât even satirized her like that day, and watching her was like watching a child.
Ying Rusheng immediately understood that because he knew that she was mentally ill, he estimated that she wasnât a normal person now, so he didnât bother to argue with her. After all, what could be said to a person with mental illness?
Thinking about that, she smiled slightly sarcastically, âMr. Sheng doesnât need to look at me as if Iâm a mentally handicapped child, also you donât need to think that Iâm mentally ill. Iâm fine⊠If I had been ill, I would have been guilty. How could I wait until now. â
She was far away from him to be caught, âWell, Iâm done here, so I should go to the production team. I need to shoot my scene in the afternoon. Mr. Sheng doesnât have to thank me too much.â