Chapter 295: Worship One Person

Shen Jian frowned and looked at Shen Shinian in confusion, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Shen Shinian looked unnatural, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about this, I know my own business!"

"Brother, don't blame me for not reminding you. Shen Jinci is not a kind person who is easy to deal with. If you do something tricky under his command and he finds out, both of us will die!"

Shen Jian said nervously: "I have already had an argument with him in order to get you back. For now, let's not have any more arguments."

"That's enough! Look at how cautious you are!"

Shen Shinian interrupted Shen Jian impatiently. His eyes were sharp and he said coldly, "After all, I am his elder, Shen Jinci. Now that I am back, those things cannot be treated as if they never happened! He must give me an explanation! If he doesn't give it to me, I will ask for it myself!"

Shen Jian hesitated as he looked at Shen Shinian helplessly, his eyes filled with hesitation.
Bian Yue’s meeting with SK Venture Capital was scheduled for next weekend, which gave her an extra week of free time.

Shen Jinci took Bian Yue to Ling'an Temple for a short stay.

Bian Yue's health is not good, so it is suitable for her to recuperate in a place like this. It can always help her calm her mind and make her feel peaceful.

Bian Yue stood in front of the thousand-year-old tree in the temple, with yellow fallen leaves on the ground.

There was a blaze of fireworks behind her, and the faint scent of ancient sandalwood lingered in her nostrils. Bian Yue felt a little relieved, and she looked at the old tree in front of her, which was tied with a red ribbon with the wishes and names of believers written on it.

Bian Yue looked at the ribbons, and for a moment, she was very focused.

The host and Shen Jinci were standing not far away, talking about something.

The host clasped his hands together and said with a gentle smile, "Your brother's spirit tablet has just been extradited from abroad and has been placed in the side hall. You can take your wife to see him later. In a few days, I will have someone send his spirit tablet back to the Shen family."

The real Shen Jinci died of a serious illness. Until today, when everything has settled and there will be no more accidents, his spirit tablet can finally be brought back from abroad.

But the result of this return is that even one’s name cannot be seen after death.

Shen Jinci used to resent his brother who had the same father and mother as him. They were born on the same day and were both children of the Shen family, but he was abandoned the moment he was born, while he naturally owned everything of the Shen family.

But now, Shen Jinci has experienced the open and covert attacks of the Shen family, and sitting in the position he once sat in, he realized that his life was probably like walking on thin ice, and his life was no better than his own.

Indescribable emotions fill my heart.

Shen Jinci looked at the abbot and said calmly, "Thank you."

"Your father has been kind to me. There is no need to thank me. This can be regarded as a part of my worldly relationship." The abbot's tone was still gentle. He looked at Shen Jinci and continued, "Your and your wife's rooms have been prepared. Someone will take you there. If you have nothing else to do, I will not disturb you."

Shen Jinci nodded and said goodbye to the abbot.

Occasionally, pilgrims come to offer incense with sincerity.

Shen Jinci turned around and saw Bian Yue standing with her back to him through the light smoke and mist, under a big tree tied with red ribbons. Her back was graceful and extremely moving.

His heart suddenly felt warm. The joy in this world was so cold and indifferent that he felt lonely most of the time. Only when he saw the moon did he feel that his life finally had warmth and brightness.

He walked behind Bian Yue, looked at her profile, and asked casually: "What are you looking at?"

"Shen Jinci, there are many red ribbons on this tree, and wishes are written on them. Do you want to write one too?" Bian Yue said, "Didn't you come here to worship your parents before? You should believe in Buddhism, right?"

Shen Jinci said that he did not believe in Buddhism.

Bian Yue looked at him in surprise, then she looked at the main hall of the Buddhist temple behind them with a nervous expression. She raised her hand to cover Shen Jinci's mouth: "This is a sacred place in Buddhism, please be careful with your words!" She looked very nervous.

A hint of mischief flashed across Shen Jinci's brows. He gently held Bian Yue's hand, and in the latter's dazed gaze, he gave her a soft kiss. As he wished, he saw Bian Yue's slightly flushed face.

"You are simply..." Bian Yue paused, and for a moment she couldn't think of the right words, so she bit her lip and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you!"

Shen Jinci really likes the look of Bian Yue who is worried and nervous about him.

He was satisfied and his smile deepened. "What hasn't the Buddha seen in thousands of years? Besides, I don't want to make a wish."

Seeing Bian Yue's blank gaze, Shen Jinci lowered his eyes and looked at her gently, "Because, my wish has come true."

The two of them left the crowd in the temple and walked to the side hall. It was quiet and deserted. There were some elegant flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, and in the middle was a dark fish tank with a few goldfish swimming around leisurely.

Bian Yue looked at the deserted place in front of him in confusion, "What are we doing here?"

"Come to pay respect to someone."

"Who?"

Shen Jinci held Bian Yue's hand tightly, and he subconsciously held it tighter, but his voice was calm and peaceful. He said, "The real Shen Jinci."

Bian Yue suddenly held her breath.

Bian Yue didn't know the real Shen Jinci.

The Shen family has always been mysterious. Bian Yue only knew that he was a young genius. The Shen family had put all the efforts of the entire family into training him to become a leader who could lead the Shen family.

Those fragmentary, mysterious rumors, or just a few words of praise, make it difficult to visualize Bian Yue as a real person.

So, she didn't know what to say for a moment and just stared at Shen Jinci in a daze.

"Yueyue, he would really like to see you."

Bian Yue was at a loss, "But I don't know him, why would he want to see me so much?"

Out of selfishness, Shen Jinci hoped that Bian Yue knew nothing. He could also comfort himself by telling Bian Yue what would happen. That person was already dead. Even if Bian Yue knew, it would not change anything.

But he still put a photo in Bian Yue's hand.

That was 16-year-old Bian Yue, wearing school uniform, walking home with her father Bian Kai, looking up at the warm sunlight in the sky.

Bian Yue took the photo and heard Shen Jinci say, "This is his legacy."

Bian Yue looked at Shen Jinci in disbelief.

"Relic?"

"Yes, relics." Shen Jinci paused, looking at the deepening astonishment between Bian Yue's eyebrows, and lowered his voice: "He knew you a long time ago, before me, Yueyue, you may not know him, but I still want to tell you that he had been paying attention to you for two years before his death, and he had a crush on you."

Bian Yue knew that Shen Jinci would not lie to her.

She was just stunned and surprised, and subconsciously murmured, "No one has ever told me."

Shen Jinci raised his hand and touched Bian Yue's hair. "He likes you. It has nothing to do with you."