C4 Why Did He Come?

She wore a gentle smile at the corners of her lips, her eyes like autumn waters, carrying the unique mistiness of youth. Her complexion was fair, her nose delicate, and her lips full like rose petals, with a petite chin. The light blue evening gown elongated her figure, with a high slit on the right side teasingly revealing her leg, adding a touch of allure to her innocence. With a slight tilt of her head, her eyes sparkled, making her look like a fairy from a painting. The kind that captivates!

"Yueyin, come here." Huirong stood at the bottom of the stairs, smiling warmly as she extended her hand to Shen Yueyin.

Shen Yueyin lifted her gown slightly and walked slowly to Huirong's side, sweetly calling out, "Mom." Yet, the smile didn't reach her eyes, which remained cold and indifferent.

Linking arms with Huirong, they walked over to Shen Junheng. The eldest Miss Shen, Changqing, also joined them, playfully tapping Shen Yueyin's nose. The four of them presented a picture-perfect family scene.

But—

Shen Yueyin's peripheral vision caught something, and she couldn't ignore the gaze fixed on her from not far away. It was so intense, it sent chills down her spine and made her want to flee. Why was he here?!

Noticing Shen Yueyin's discomfort, Shen Junheng followed her gaze, his expression suddenly changing, the smile on his face freezing.

"Why is it him?" Shen Junheng glanced at Shen Yueyin in confusion, his eyes darting between the two.

Then, Shen Junheng patted Shen Yueyin's hand and led her over to Jing Si, laughing, "It's just a small family gathering, and yet we have the honor of your presence, Mr. Jing. I wasn't informed beforehand, so please forgive any lack of hospitality!"

"Second Miss Shen is indeed as stunning as the rumors say," Jing Si's voice was cold, distant, and formal.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yueyin obediently lifted her gaze, unexpectedly meeting Jing Si's deep, obsidian-like eyes. Her body momentarily froze before she quickly regained her composure, her tone soft and cheerful: "I've heard so much about you, Second Master Jing. Meeting you today, I see your reputation is well-deserved."

"Is that so?" he replied coolly, leaving the question open-ended.

The Shen and Jing families had never gotten along. However, due to Shen Junheng's low-key nature as the current head of the Shen family, they had kept their distance for over twenty years, with no interactions between them.

This question could be directed at Shen Yueyin or serve as a polite inquiry to Shen Junheng.

Jing Si's all-black suit emphasized his commanding presence, like a bloodthirsty demon emerging from the depths, his expressionless face adding a chill to his aura.

Yueyin tightened her grip on Shen Junheng's arm, her palms sweaty, her body tense. She then pouted slightly, "Take a guess."

"Your daughter is quite interesting," Jing Si shifted his focus to Shen Junheng, "She reminds me of someone I once knew."

"Oh? Then you must introduce this person to Yueyin when you get the chance," Shen Junheng replied with a smile.

"I'm afraid that won't be possible," Jing Si said slowly, his eyes fixed on Yueyin's delicate face, "That person passed away a few months ago."

Yueyin's eyes cooled as she shook her head with regret, "That's truly unfortunate."

"Yes, it is," Jing Si responded lightly.

For a moment, the three of them stood in silence, each lost in their own thoughts, creating an awkward pause.

Seeing Su Ci enter, Yueyin quickly moved towards him, her delicate hand grabbing his arm, half-jokingly chiding, "What took you so long?"

The way she acted perfectly captured the playful charm of a little sister.