Chapter 100 It is well known
If something you have never dared to dream of is now placed within your reach, it will definitely make you fantasize.

Shen Shan was indeed an experienced and shrewd man, he had fully grasped what he cared about.

He only spent one hour thinking about the benefits of becoming Shen Jinci.

Facts have proved that if we ignore personal likes and dislikes and proceed purely from the perspective of profit, this is indeed a business that is sure to make a profit.

He, who was originally an abandoned chess piece, has now transformed himself into the future leader of the Shen family.

So he agreed.

It was already late at night when the father and son reached a consensus.

Shen Shan smiled with satisfaction. Looking at his indifferent and arrogant face under the light, he smiled knowingly, "Your brother is elegant and easy-going. Just talking about personality, you are actually more suitable to be the head of the Shen family than him."

"Don't say such flattering words." He looked annoyed and said coldly: "I promise you that I will become Shen Jinci, but your life is still mine."

"I'll give it to you." Shen Shan interrupted him calmly. The old man was still calm and said calmly: "My life is yours."

After saying that, he pulled the trigger.

Shen Jinci didn't believe that Shen Shan, who valued his life so much, would choose to die.

But Shen Shan committed suicide in front of him.

Shen Shan's body fell to the ground, the light cast a shadow, and he died in the dark.

Above Shen Jinci's head, the light as bright as day made his noble and cold face look like a dream.

——The reborn Shen Jinci, the dead Shen Shan.

Shen Jinci sat there, looking at Shen Shan's body which was weakened by the rapid blood loss.

He closed his eyes tightly and had lost his breath.

He died right in front of him.

Shen Jinci is used to seeing life and death, and he never thinks that anyone's fate is different.

It's nothing more than a ruptured blood vessel or a heart attack.

Death is never a pretty sight.

Even someone like Shen Jinci is afraid of the smell of fish.

So he couldn't move for a long time.

The butler knew everything long ago. He pushed open the door calmly. He was not panicked at all about what was happening in front of him. He said, "The master died of a heart attack. I will hold a press conference to announce everything."

Shen Jinci listened to the housekeeper's words and sneered: "Is this what he meant?"

"Master means that from now on, the Shen family will listen to you."

"Isn't he afraid that I will destroy the entire Shen family?" Shen Jinci said coldly, "He should know that I don't have any feelings for this place."

"You are a smart person. You should know how much benefit the identity of the head of the Shen family can bring to you. Sometimes, impulsiveness is meaningless and will make your life fall back into darkness. Now a new life is in front of you and it is within your reach."

After the butler finished speaking, he smiled respectfully at Shen Jinci and said, "The bloody smell is too strong. Mr. Shen, please go out and have a rest. Leave this to us."

That night, the Shen family buried two people silently.

Shen Shan, and the real Shen Jinci.

The ashes of the two, as well as the ashes of their mother who died of childbirth complications many years ago, were placed in Ling'an Temple.

The housekeeper looked at Shen Jinci with an indifferent expression, and just asked gently and respectfully: "On the annual memorial day, can Mr. Shen go to Ling'an Temple to worship?" Shen Jinci smiled and said yes.

Just like that, he became the one in charge of the Shen family.

Things in the world are so accidental, now he is known to the world as Shen Jinci. No one has ever doubted that under the same skin, there are actually completely different souls.

He is destined not to be a gentleman with a bright and upright character. He is a man who speaks without hesitation and does everything without hesitation. He is a man who struggles to survive under the law of the jungle. Even now that everything has been settled, it is still difficult for him to let down his guard.

But he was still glad that he and Shen Jinci had the same face, so at this moment, his little moon would fall on his pillow.

Shen Jinci gently combed the loose hair at Bian Yue's temples. His eyes were deep and gentle as he stared at her with unspeakable affection between his eyebrows.

After a long while, he placed a kiss on her forehead and said in a voice as light as a feather: "Good night, Moon Princess."

She didn't know that he had traveled a long way to get here, and had gone through countless hardships and dangers, before he was lucky enough to keep her by his side.
If this is the case, how can we let go so easily?
When Bian Yue woke up, it was still dark.

She must be tired. After all, so many things happened in such a short time. She probably needs a good rest.

But inexplicably, I woke up from the dream.

Shen Jinci slept beside her, with his clothes on, in a peaceful posture.

When he was asleep, his temperament became much softer, less sharp and cruel, and more gentle.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped peacefully, and his sleeping face was charming.

Bian Yue stared at him for a while, tracing the shape of his eyebrows and eyes with her hands, then she tiptoed out of bed.

Bian Yue remembered that Wen Jiao's mood was still unstable before going to bed, so she went back to Wen Jiao's room to take a look. The latter was sleeping just as soundly and was deep in dreamland.

Only then did Bian Yue feel relieved and walked out of Wen Jiao's room.

She didn't realize that Shen Jinci had woken up, so the moment Wen Jiao's door closed, she fell into his arms.

Bian Yue tightened her grip on the door handle, looking confused and uncertain: "Shen Jinci? Are you awake?"

"Well, it's so late, what is Yueyue doing out alone?" The man's voice was hoarse and tired, but inexplicably very attractive. He hugged Bian Yue tightly and whispered, "I was worried about you, so I came out to check on you."

Bian Yue said it was okay, she said, Shen Jinci, this is at home, nothing will happen to me.

Perhaps it was because the night was too dark, so those surging and suppressed emotions had the opportunity to be vented.

Shen Jinci's eyes, from an angle that Bian Yue couldn't see, became softer and softer. He said, "Yueyue, I just dreamed of you."

Bian Yue's heart trembled, and she asked softly, "What did you dream about?"

Shen Jinci said: "I dreamed that you were only 18 years old, walking out of Xiangjiang Girls' High School, wearing a very beautiful dress."

Bian Yue raised her face somewhat proudly, and said proudly, "I have too many beautiful skirts, more than one."

"I know." Shen Jinci paused, with a hint of smile in his tone, he said: "Yueyue looks good in anything she wears."

Bian Yue seemed to be thinking, and after a moment, she said excitedly: "Shen Jinci, when I was 18, you were 24, what were you doing at that time?"

"Want to know?"

"Yes I do."

"Why?" Shen Jinci asked softly, touching the end of Bian Yue's hair calmly. His gesture was gentle, more like coaxing: "Why do you want to know?"

Bian Yue was surprised and said without thinking, "I just want to know. Why?"

"Yueyue," he sighed, calling her name, speaking earnestly, "You do this, and it makes me feel that you care about me a lot."