79 Ephemeral Flower Vase

Hui Yin and Lu Shen walked into the room hand in hand, with Hui Yin even plastering her body against him to the point of becoming an iguana.

Lu Shen felt his mouth twitch. This girl was indeed an actress...

"Miss Nian!" Hui Yin feigned a look of delighted surprise.

In her head, she scrutinized her ruthlessly. Did she get fat? Ha! That's what you get for being a venomous snake, swallowing whatever prey you have without chewing.

In her past life, Hui Yin was almost a saint. Her whole life could be played with a guzheng, and people worldwide would shed tears, lamenting her terrible fate. They would be laden with grief upon knowing that a cute cinnamon roll like her had passed away.

In this new life, however, Hui Yin was prepared that the one who would ascend to heaven would not be her.

"Yinyin."

Nian Zhen's smile froze as she saw their clasped hands. Her shock turned into pain as she glanced up at Lu Shen. "Brother Shen."

Hui Yin did not feel any pity for her. It was not even a tenth of the pain she suffered from her hands.

"Miss Nian, what are you doing here?" she asked, as she led Lu Shen to occupy the sofa opposite of Nian Zhen. "I heard from the phone earlier that you thought—" Hui Yin wanted to say hubby, but the word got stuck in her throat—"Lu Shen was sick?"

Nian Zhen was not to be underestimated either. She easily got her emotions under control and wore a mask of concern.

"Yes, because Brother Shen never takes a day off. Yinyin, you visited Brother Shen too?"

"'Visited'?" Hui Yin laughed. She leaned her head on Lu Shen's shoulder. "Miss Nian, he didn't tell you? He's so naughty. He missed me, so he forced me to live here."

Technically, it was true.

Lu Shen looked down at the girl sticking close to his side. Although he felt suspicious about her motives, the way she clung to him felt a bit...pleasant?

"I was surprised too," continued Hui Yin. She adopted a loving expression as she stared at the stone-faced man beside her. "He even took a day off for us to spend time together."

Of course, Hui Yin had no idea why this tyrant took a day off. As they say, use every means at your disposal. If Lu Shen had been truly sick, she would have told Nian Zhen that it was because he was suffering from 'lovesickness.' If Lu Shen had constipation, she would have said that the pain in his heart transferred to his intestines. Adapting to a scenario was part of an actress's skillset, after all.

Nian Zhen nearly let out a snort. Brother Shen taking a day off to spend 'time' with you? Keep dreaming. You're only a temporary fiancée. Brother Shen would not waste any effort on a useless, ephemeral flower vase.

"But Yinyin, you're living here?"

Regardless whether this slut's words were true or not, Nian Zhen was shocked when she heard that, especially since Brother Shen didn't refute it.

Why would he let her live here? Isn't the reason why he moved out of the old family house was because he wanted to be alone and away from people? Why would Brother Shen let this slut prance around in his villa?

"Yes." Hui Yin's lips curved upwards. "Miss Nian, can you believe it? He even personally decorated my room! Do you want to go and see?"

Lu Shen was planning to play along with anything this girl said, but he felt uncomfortable with her saying that. Her room was so feminine. How could he 'personally' decorate it?

"I just hired an interior decorating team," he denied. "I didn't personally decorate it."

Hui Yin poked his nose. "Hubby, you're so modest. That's what I like most about you."

Unwillingly, her words from before echoed in his mind again.

"...we really don't like each other..."

Lu Shen did not know if he liked this girl beside him or not, but the way she implied that she didn't like him either made him feel dissatisfied. It dawned on him that starting from the year he lost his memory, they had already spent three years together.