Dressed as a sickly villain, he seduces the innocent heroine

When Lin Wanju heard Shen Anxue crying, she felt as if her heart was also being torn apart by pain. She raised her hand and gently patted her back, as if she was coaxing a stray and frightened kitten.

"There's always a way to solve things."

"Don't cry."

Lin Wanju was stunned. In fact, it was Shen Anxue who was late, but as soon as she started crying, she couldn't even stand up.

How could you bear to punish me?

Her love is intertwined with morbidity, not purely morbidity.

It's like a person who raises a knife to stab his lover and make him/her accompany him/her forever. When the blade really cuts the other person's neck and blood oozes out, he/she will be pulled back to his/her senses by the crying of his/her loved one.

"I'm sorry, I lost control."

Bad emotions should not be shown in front of the young lady. After all, she is also a patient, isn't she... She just saw a psychiatrist a few days ago.

Shen Anxue understood it in her heart, but sometimes she just couldn't control herself.

Everyone will have a moment of emotional breakdown. When countless burdens are placed on your shoulders, you don’t know how to vent.

“This is perfectly normal…”

Lin Wanju stretched out her soft fingers and gently wiped the tears from Shen Anxue's cheeks, but it seemed that this was not enough.

She leaned over and kissed away the tear.

A slightly bitter taste lingered in her mouth, and Lin Wanju remembered that she also had moments of emotional breakdown when she was a child.

But her crying was not as beautiful as the heroine, like a pear blossom in the rain.

When she cried, she blew bubbles of snot, and her mother had to wipe them roughly with a tissue, making her nose and cheeks red.

Lin Wanju's expression was gentle as she gently wiped away the remaining tears from her eyelashes with her thumb.

How can you look angry?

"I don't know what your mother said to you, but this matter can't continue like this. You are in a dilemma, and my heart aches."

Lin Wanju crossed her arms. She had actually been planning to take advantage of Shen Anxue's lateness and make a big deal out of it, wanting her to wear an eye mask or something soft and leather...

There is always a way to gain role-playing value.

But now?

Lin Wanju's heart ached. She couldn't do this.

After all, love was greater than possessiveness, so she decided to go against her original plan. This was the first time she did this, for Shen Anxue's tears.

And give up the route you planned at the beginning.

No matter from which perspective, his behavior was stupid, because Shen Anxue was doing it out of self-blame and would not leave him.

but…

She has love too.

Lin Wanju put on her slippers. She didn't wear a coat. The off-white home service was woven with silk, elegant and luxurious, and dotted with golden flowers.

The vines wrapped around her waist, outlining her slender waist particularly clearly.

"Can I talk to your mother alone?"

Lin Wanju leaned her head against the door frame, her eyes full of seriousness. She put away her sharp blade and actually started to think of a way to solve the problem.

"No...you'll start arguing."

Shen Anxue shook her head gently, exhaled the foul air in her chest, and was still prepared to solve the problem herself. Crying was just a way to vent.

Try to calm yourself down, but crying all the time won't help.

We must find a way to solve it.

"will not."

Lin Wanju shook her head.

"I'll tone down my personality."

She walked over again and reached out to touch Shen Anxue's cheek.

"I love you, so I will restrain myself."

The softness of her fingertips rubbed her cheeks. The young lady had never shown such a gentle and coaxing expression before. It was less morbid and more of a desire to put herself at ease.

Shen Anxue felt as if her heart had stopped beating. She was so wrapped in such strong love that she didn't know how to react.

A young lady who doesn't bite really doesn't act like a young lady.

Shen Anxue could only express such emotion in her heart.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

He raised his hand and placed his fingers on the delicate back of Lin Wanju's hand. Whenever the two of them were together, the atmosphere was always like this, with sweetness and a hint of morbidity that could be smelled.

"no need."

"I'm not that bad yet."

Lin Wanju smiled, turned around, and walked downstairs slowly.

Just walk around the living room and you can find Chen Cuilan. She is in a room inside the living room.

This is where Lin Yuanyu displays antiques, including white porcelain plates from the Ming Dynasty and gorgeous blue and white porcelain. These things are all placed on the antique shelves.

Showing low-key luxury.

Chen Cuilan was standing in front of a beautiful gold-plated vase with two lifelike peacocks painted on it, leaning against each other.

Chen Cuilan used scissors to cut off the small leaves on the branches, but if you listened closely, you could hear her soft sobs.

Adults don't cry easily unless they encounter a sad situation.

Lin Wanju thought of a novel she had read before. When she was reading it, she thought to herself that the author must be a middle-aged man, otherwise he could not have written such things.

Now, she finally understood.

Lin Wanju subconsciously straightened his back and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough..."

She didn't know how to start, so coughing was the only way she could launch an attack.

Chen Cuilan was startled when she heard a sound behind her. She snipped the scissors hard and cut off a small flower that she shouldn't have cut.

"Miss...Miss."

She put down the scissors and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face with her hands. It was obvious that this appearance was not suitable to be shown to the host.

I didn't resign. Since I was going to work in the Lin family's mansion for a day, I had to work hard for a day.

There is really no need to criticize Chen Cuilan's character.

If she was really selfish, she should use her daughter to enjoy the wealth and glory together with her.

"Aunt, I have something to talk to you about."

Lin Wanju took a deep breath and slowly told the story. She was not good at socializing, but she had improved a lot in the past six months since she came here.

If you don't have good eloquence, it will be difficult to survive in the upper class and it will be difficult to play the role of the original owner. It can be said that Lin Wanju has made a lot of efforts to make changes.

"Is it about my daughter?"

Chen Cuilan wiped away more tears, but she didn't realize that this made her eyes look redder and more obvious.

"Um…"

Lin Wanju put her hands behind her back, feeling extremely nervous, but on the surface, the proud face of the original owner remained unchanged.

"I want to know, why don't you let An Xue be with me?"

"Am I being mean to her?"

"Or something else."

Lin Wanju said this casually, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the tough attitude in his words.

These are questions that cannot be avoided and cannot be left unanswered.

She has the pride of a villa owner.