RPAGF Chapter 277 Pretending to be Gentle
Chapter 277 Pretending to be Gentle
Chapter 277 Pretending to be Gentle
Seeing her elder brother walking faster and faster, Shen Funian stomped her foot and gritted her teeth to catch up.
She'll fix the mess she made; brother, please don't misunderstand your sister-in-law.
Upon entering the main courtyard, Wen Jiayue and Shen Chengyao were practicing martial arts.
The two thought they should stretch their muscles before Shen Fuhan returned, so he could give them some pointers and see if there was anything they weren't doing well enough.
Wen Jiayue was concentrating on her movements when she turned her head and saw Shen Fuhan appear silently behind her.
As darkness fell, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could sense the chill emanating from him.
She was startled: "My lord, you're back."
"Big brother, wait for me..."
Shen Funian followed behind, panting heavily.
Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "Third... Niannian, how did you come with the Marquis?"
Shen Funian froze as she held her waist, and after a long while, she said, "It's just a coincidence, nothing more."
Wen Jiayue wanted to ask more, but Shen Fuhan said calmly, "Your movements are not up to standard."
He grasped her arm and raised it to forehead level.
Wen Jiayue then stopped talking and focused on learning the movements.
When Shen Funian looked up, she saw her elder brother carefully instructing her sister-in-law, without a trace of the inexplicable hostility that had appeared when he spoke to her, a stark contrast to when they were at the gate of the mansion.
She couldn't help but doubt herself. Could it be that she was wrong, and that her older brother wasn't angry at all?
She watched for a while longer and saw that her older brother was becoming calmer and calmer, and even showed a faint, indulgent smile when his sister-in-law made a mistake.
Wen Jiayue asked nervously, "Is that so?"
“Lower it a little,” Shen Fuhan pressed down on her shoulder, “Don’t be timid, be more confident.”
Shen Chengyao, who was watching from the side, was itching to ask his uncle to teach him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, someone covered it.
"Don't speak," Shen Funian lowered her voice, "You're not allowed to disturb your uncle at this time."
Shen Chengyao struggled in confusion. He had been teaching for so long, and his aunt had already learned it. It should have been his turn long ago!
Shen Funian had no choice but to say, "If you listen to me now, you can eat two more chicken legs tomorrow."
Two chicken drumsticks!
Shen Chengyao's eyes lit up, and he immediately became obedient.
Having dealt with her troublesome son, Shen Funian began to carefully observe her brother and sister-in-law once again.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that her older brother seemed to have become much gentler.
Could it be that her words had an effect?
She took another closer look at Wen Jiayue. Her sister-in-law was so shy and adorable; her beautiful face was even more captivating than the sunset.
Looking at this scene, Shen Funian unconsciously cupped her face in her hands; it was truly a feast for the eyes.
Shen Funian couldn't help but feel proud. It was all thanks to her words that her brother and sister-in-law were so loving.
However, she should have said so sooner if she had known!
Shen Funian felt both regret and resentment, but then she felt relieved. Good things come to those who wait, and it's not too late now.
After finishing teaching Wen Jiayue, Shen Fuhan let go of her hand and looked at Shen Chengyao.
Shen Chengyao looked at his mother. Could he speak now?
Shen Funian waved her hand and pulled Wen Jiayue aside.
She asked with a smile, "Sister-in-law, why are you blushing?"
"Who's blushing?" Wen Jiayue gave her an uneasy look. "I'm just a little hot from practicing martial arts."
For some reason, she felt that Shen Fuhan had changed tonight.
Speaking to her was like a gentle breeze, without any of the coldness she used to have, and even her movements became much gentler.
Wen Jiayue tried her best but couldn't resist; her heart was beating faster and faster.
She clearly didn't like Shen Fuhan anymore, but she was still momentarily stunned by his gentle gesture.
She thought that it was probably because she liked gentle and refined men that Shen Fuhan's sudden behavior made her momentarily confused, which was normal.
Wen Jiayue covered her still pounding heart, but said something to cover up her feelings: "The movements are all very simple, so why are they so tiring?"
Shen Funian didn't care whether she was making excuses or not, and said smugly, "You should thank me."
Wen Jiayue asked, puzzled, "Thank you for what?"
"Don't worry about that," Shen Funian said proudly, raising her chin. "I know it myself."
Yao'er learned quickly; as soon as she finished speaking, she called them to have their meal.
Shen Fuhan walked towards the side hall first, and no one saw how cold his expression was.
Still basking in the joy of helping her brother and sister-in-law, Shen Funian exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go, let's go eat!"
Wen Jiayue didn't understand why she was so excited, and walked towards the side hall in a daze.
They took their seats in order, and the maids filed in carrying trays.
Wen Jiayue picked up her chopsticks and had just taken a bite when Shen Fuhan put more food on her plate.
"Practicing martial arts is too tiring, eat more meat."
Wen Jiayue nodded: "Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Shen Funian couldn't stop smiling. Although her older brother would occasionally serve food to his sister-in-law in the past, he had never done it this early.
Just as she was thinking this, Shen Fuhan picked up some more food and put it into Wen Jiayue's bowl.
Shen Funian's eyes widened. Twice today!
It seems that after hearing what she said, the older brother really wants to change his cold personality.
Shen Funian couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in her heart; he was a good older brother who knew how to admit his mistakes and correct them.
Wouldn't that make his sister-in-law completely infatuated?
Seeing that he had picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks, Wen Jiayue declined, saying, "My lord, please eat it yourself. I'm not Yao'er, you don't need to take care of me."
Shen Chengyao, who was engrossed in eating, looked up and said unhappily, "Aunt, I'm a big kid now, I don't need to be taken care of. Only my little sister Zhaozhao needs someone to take care of her."
Shen Funian glanced at her son and disgustedly removed the grain of rice from the corner of his mouth.
"All you do is talk big!"
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, and Shen Chengyao also grinned.
The three of them were having a great time, but Shen Fuhan felt out of place.
He couldn't laugh at all, staring at the dishes in front of him without saying a word, his emotions fluctuating.
He feigned gentleness, and she was indeed smitten.
This is enough to prove that what the third sister said was not a lie; she likes gentle and considerate men.
Pei Huaijin is gentle and refined, and every move he makes is like a spring breeze. He is also her childhood sweetheart. After a long separation, how could Wen Jiayue not be moved?
Is it only by pretending to be gentle that he can win back Wen Jiayue's heart?