She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 686 Her Other Identity

Just lifting his hands from his knees to the table took all his strength. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and even the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

Shen Zhiyu tightened his face, forcing himself not to reveal any trace of pain. He picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, picked up a noodle and wanted to put it into his mouth, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably and the noodle slipped directly off the chopsticks.

After trying several times without success, even the soup in the bowl splashed out, looking extremely embarrassed.

Xia Beiqing noticed Shen Zhiyu's strangeness and turned to look at him. Shen Zhiyu immediately pressed his trembling hands tightly on the table, fearing that Xia Beiqing would see him.

Seeing that Shen Zhiyu didn't seem to be planning to eat, Xia Beiqing picked up a pen and paper and started asking questions.

——Teacher Shen, what’s wrong with you? Why don’t you eat?
Shen Zhiyu forced a smile and said, "I chatted with friends this afternoon and drank several cups of coffee. Now I don't have much appetite."

Xia Beiqing's face darkened and he wrote unhappily.

——Don’t drink too much coffee, it’s bad for your health.

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "Okay, I understand. I won't do this again in the future. You eat first, and I'll eat when I'm hungry."

Only then did Xia Beiqing put down the paper and pen, picked up the chopsticks again and continued eating noodles.

Shen Zhiyu's body relaxed, and his arms that were on the table drooped down weakly and rested on the chair, feeling waves of pain.

After dinner, Xia Beiqing helped Shen Zhiyu clean up the garbage, and the bowl of uneaten noodles was put into the refrigerator.

Shen Zhiyu waited until Xia Beiqing fell asleep before secretly getting up, heating up the noodles casually, then using his left hand to pick up the chopsticks and clumsily stuffing the noodles into his mouth.

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It was early in the morning, and the sun was shining brightly outside. After breakfast, Mu Chenbi sat on the sofa in the hall, looking a bit lazy, holding a book in one hand, flipping through it boredly.

The guard was standing nearby, talking with his head down.

Mu Chenbi still kept his eyes on the book and said nonchalantly, "Just do it this way."
The guard responded and turned to leave when he suddenly saw a graceful figure walking in from outside. The woman was wearing a tight and bright red dress, which wrapped around her curvy figure. Her waist swayed with her steps, making her look particularly charming and attractive.

She raised her slender arms slightly and lifted the hair by her ears, but half of her face was covered by the veil, revealing only her bright and charming features.

The guard immediately stopped, bowed his head respectfully, and greeted the woman: "Sister Jiao."

Ye Jiao nodded slightly, walked to Mu Chenbi, and gently placed the photo in her hand on the coffee table.

Mu Chenbi then raised his head, closed the book with a snap, and threw it aside. Then he picked up the photo on the coffee table. The photo was a little old and yellowed, and the pixels were not very clear.

There is a girl in the photo, standing by the window, wearing a black dress and black pants. There seems to be a wind blowing outside the window, blowing the veil on her face. Her eyes are cold and indifferent, as silent as dead water, without causing a ripple.

Mu Chenbi suddenly clenched the photo.

Even though he had seen too many similar faces in the past few years, the moment he saw the photo, he was sure that the girl in the photo was the one he was looking for, there was no doubt about it!

Mu Chenbi looked at the charming woman in front of him and asked anxiously, "Where is she now?"

The woman twisted the hair by her ears with her fingers and said in a soft and sweet voice: "This is her other identity that I found out."

(End of this chapter)