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Chapter 838: Chapter 838: I Can Help You
Sun Rou opened the door and saw Shen Jing standing outside in a suit and tie. His tall, well-toned body exuded confidence, and his distinct facial features, alongside a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, added to his mature masculine charm.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if having experienced the changes of the world and the baptism of time, making it both profound and clear. An aura of strength surrounded him, causing Sun Rou to unconsciously hold her breath and concentrate.
Sun Rou involuntarily took a step back, her eyes showing a hint of shock.
While Sun Rou scrutinized him, Shen Jing was also assessing Sun Rou. With the exact same face, the feeling Lian Qingqing gave to Shen Jing was one of shrewd calculation, thinking she could cunningly manipulate everyone. In Lian Qingqing’s heart, only she herself was most important.
He disliked Lian Qingqing’s calculating face similar to Xiang Yazhi’s, yet the same face on Sun Rou’s features gave him a completely different feeling.
Sun Rou was very nervous, her eyes bright and clear, exuding kindness. Her shocked appearance was somewhat endearing.
Shen Jing’s stern face softened considerably, as he said, "Won’t you invite me in?"
"Please come in."
Sun Rou belatedly stepped aside, allowing Shen Jing and his assistant to enter.
Sun Rou looked at Shen Jing’s silhouette with complex emotions. The sunlight elongated and highlighted his tall figure, and she was slightly lost: Is this her biological father?
Shen Jing surveyed the house, finding it even more worn-down than the cold data had suggested. His gaze landed on a book that had fallen near the rocking chair. Bending down, he picked it up; it was about fashion design.
Suppressing the turmoil inside, Sun Rou brewed a cup of tea, offered it to him, and said, "Please have some tea."
"You like fashion design?" Shen Jing set the book aside.
"Yes, my sister is a fashion designer, and I want to be like her in the future." Sun Rou brought out two chairs. The breeze swayed the leaves, creating a ’rustling’ sound, dispersing the inner restlessness.
Sun Rou sat on the rocking chair, her back straight, her face adorned with a gentle smile, just like the breeze, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Shen Jing had tasted countless fine teas, yet this simple cup of tea in his hand was remarkably refreshing, its fragrance wafting through the air.
"I heard you’re not well?" Shen Jing inquired, his eyes on Sun Rou’s face.
"Yes." Sun Rou nodded, biting her lip, guilt welling up in her eyes, "I’ve been weak since childhood. My dad and mom used their earnings to send my sister to school and pay for my medical bills."
Sun Rou lifted her head, her clear gaze meeting Shen Jing’s, "I never imagined I wasn’t my parents’ biological child. In this life, I only have my dad and mom and my sister. My current life is peaceful, and I don’t want to disturb this peace."
Sun Rou’s meaning was clear.
Shen Jing paused for a moment, even the assistant beside him silently remarked in his heart: Girl, do you know how powerful Mr. Shen is? How blessed you are to be his daughter?
The assistant silently critiqued inwardly. Suddenly, Shen Jing laughed, saying, "As expected from my daughter, I’ll repay your adoptive parents’ debt."
"What, you’d rather pay it yourself?" Shen Jing questioned upon seeing Sun Rou’s reluctant look.
He crossed his legs, his hand resting on the small table beside him. His eyes were filled with an intense gaze as he looked at her, "You’ve been sick constantly since childhood. You managed to get a middle school diploma through self-study, but you never attended high school or university. As far as I know, you still rely on your sister’s salary to live. Depending on yourself, when will you be able to repay it?"
"Here is a check for ten million, enough to let you..." Shen Jing’s words were interrupted by Sun Rou, who said, "I am doing well now, I don’t need compensation."
"You don’t need it, but what about your adoptive parents?" Shen Jing’s words hit home. Sun Rou wasn’t afraid of suffering, but her parents, to repay the debt, would still have to work tirelessly at home without day or night rest practices.
"You are my daughter. Losing you back then, allowing you to be kidnapped by traffickers, was my oversight as a father. I just want to make up to you."
Sun Rou’s gentleness, her kindness, stirred a sense within Shen Jing to make amends. He said, "I can provide a good life for your adoptive parents, allow you to live in a better house, and let you attend university to study like all other students."
"I can also help you with your interest in fashion design." Shen Jing’s deep eyes conveyed goodwill.
Sun Rou was somewhat swayed.
Shen Jing said, "Consider your adoptive parents and sister a little. Of course, if you are willing, I can also send you to study abroad."
"Little sister."
Sun Qing came back with the meal and overheard Shen Jing’s words. She walked over with big strides and said, "Little sister, dad and mom lent money for your treatment not out of consideration for repayment, but because they genuinely consider you their own daughter. I too really see you as my biological sister. Little sister, you don’t have to worry about any debt; I’ll earn the money to repay it."
"Little sister, whether you want to acknowledge your biological father is up to you; follow your heart, don’t consider us." Sun Qing put down the meal on the table nearby, holding Sun Rou’s hand tightly, her nerves evident.
They could earn money, but there was only one sister.
Sun Qing worked with Tang Yue as a designer, making a few thousand a year, plus occasional bonuses. She believed they could repay the debt soon.
But if the little sister accepted Shen Jing’s compensation, would she still remain her sister?
Shen Jing looked at Sun Qing with some surprise. Sun Qing’s appearance was ordinary, the kind that wouldn’t stand out in a crowd, her clothes seemed quite cheap.
"Big sister." Sun Rou immediately understood Sun Qing’s intentions. She smiled gently, "Big sister, I’ll always be your sister."
Sun Qing gazed at Sun Rou’s somewhat pale face, her heart slightly eased.
Sun Rou, who was originally conflicted, now found clarity, and she said, "Mr. Shen..."
Just as she began, she stopped. Having heard of his last name Shen, she was unsure how to address him. Calling him dad, it just couldn’t come out.
Calling him Mr. Shen seemed a bit awkward.
Sun Rou simply skipped over the greeting, saying, "I appreciate your intentions, but I don’t want to go abroad, I only want to stay here with my sister."
Having made up her mind, Sun Rou didn’t say anything more.
Shen Jing gave Sun Rou a profound look, and without further words, he took a briefcase from his assistant, placing a bundle of cash, a set of keys, and a piece of paper on the table.