The Crippled Boss Loves Me-Chapter 925 - What Do You Want to Do

925 What Do You Want to Do
“Hanxing, I’m really happy that you’re back in school.” Grandma grabbed Shen Hanxing’s hand. Her eyes were red and tears flowed freely. “It’s grandma who’s useless. It’s grandma who’s dragging you down. When grandma thinks about the pain you’ve suffered, grandma’s heart hurts…”

She hugged her grandmother helplessly and said softly, “It’s all in the past. Look, our life is good now, right? I can go to school, and there are so many people who like me. We’ll continue to improve in the future, won’t we?”

Ji Yan leaned closer, supporting grandma and speaking in a deep and reliable voice, “Don’t worry, Grandma. Both you and Madam won’t suffer anymore. I’m here.”

“Ji Yan.” Grandma raised her head and gazed at Ji Yan for a moment before breaking into a smile, her wrinkles smoothing out. “Ji Yan, you’re a good child, and both you and Hanxing are good children. Always be good and don’t fight, understand?”

Clearly, grandma was drunk.

Shen Hanxing and Ji Yan exchanged a glance and quickly responded to grandma’s words, finally calming her down and agreeing to go to sleep.

Ji Qian and Ji Ning each helped grandma upstairs. Ji Mo brought Lele upstairs as well, and the living room soon emptied.
Ji Yan’s dark gaze swept around the room. The butler understood and gave a faint smile, leaving with the servant to give them privacy.

“What are you thinking, Mr. Ji?” Shen Hanxing smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Ji Yan, a hint of mischief in her expression. Even though she was asking Ji Yan, she couldn’t help but move closer, revealing her radiant face, lustrous red lips, and distinct black and white eyes without any hindrance.

Ji Yan’s eyes darkened as he looked down at Shen Hanxing and swallowed his saliva. Shen Hanxing caught this subtle movement, instantly blossoming into a smile with a touch of understanding and teasing. Her fingertip lightly brushed Ji Yan’s thin lips as she asked with a smile, “What mischievous thoughts are you having, Mr. Ji?”

“It’s not a mischievous thought,” Ji Yan said, encircling Shen Hanxing’s slender waist, completely closing the distance between them, his voice dangerously low. “It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.” He leaned in, savoring the touch of her lips. During the banquet, he had to consider the presence of others and her makeup, only able to skim the surface. But now, presented with the opportunity, Ji Yan immersed himself in the moment. His long, thick eyelashes brushed against his handsome face, casting a slight shadow, accentuating the depth of his features, and emanating a gentle coldness.

Shen Hanxing’s heart softened, and she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Ji Yan’s neck. The two of them had inevitably drunk a little at the banquet. At this moment, as their lips and tongues intertwined, there was a faint fragrance of wine in their breaths. Shen Hanxing felt a little drunk.

“What are you doing!” At that moment, a familiar shout rang out. The voice was considerably softer due to the distance, but the anger behind it was evident.

Shen Hanxing abruptly opened her eyes, steadying herself and wearing a serious expression. “Xiao Yu’s voice.” But wasn’t Xiao Yu supposed to have left? What was happening outside? Shen Hanxing’s heart thumped heavily as she gazed at the dense darkness beyond, a sense of unease filling her.

Ji Yan also opened his eyes, his pitch-black pupils still reflecting the lingering waves of emotion. He looked coldly in the direction of the voice.

“Don’t worry, Madam,” Ji Yan reassured her, giving a gentle squeeze to Shen Hanxing’s waist. “There is security here, there won’t be any mishaps.” The security measures in the affluent area were reliable, so even if someone intended to cause trouble, it wouldn’t happen here.

Shen Hanxing didn’t say anything and followed the voice out. She didn’t know how to explain the heaviness in her heart. Wei Xier’s actions confirmed the formidable nature of the novel’s plot, casting a shadow over Shen Hanxing’s mind. She was uncertain of the extent of her influence on this book. Thoughts of Xiao Yu’s fate in the novel ignited a restless feeling within her. She pressed her hand against the four-leaf clover bracelet on her wrist and barely calmed down.

They hastened their steps, and they arrived to witness Xiao Yu and Chu Feng confronting Han Yin, seemingly in a standoff.

The crisp sound of high heels reached their ears. Xiao Yu and the others turned their heads and saw Shen Hanxing with a stern expression. Xiao Yu and the others briefly revealed a hint of discomfort, while Han Yin instinctively lowered her head and softly exclaimed, “Sister Hanxing, President Ji, why have you come?”

“Just came to have a look,” Shen Hanxing’s face darkened with a frown.