<h4>Chapter 1289: I Won’t let her down</h4>


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    On the other side, Tang Chen was lying on the bed looking at his phone when he heard a noiseing from the window. He subconsciously looked up and saw Shen Zhiyi nimbly jumping in.


    His lips curled into a smile. “Miss Shen, are you used to sleeping with me? Can’t you sleep without me?”


    Shen Zhiyi ignored him and reached out to pull his arm. “Quickly get up. I’ll send you out of the Shen family.”


    “Then what are you going to tell your Father Tomorrow?”


    Hearing this, Shen Zhiyi frowned in annoyance. “This is my business. If you don’t Leave Now, you’ll have no choice but to marry me.”


    Tang Chen immediately jumped down from the bed. “Then I’d better leave.”


    His attitude of avoiding her made Shen Zhiyi purse her lips and ignore the slight difort in her heart.


    At this moment, there was a knock on the door.


    “Who is it?”


    “It’s me.”


    Father Shen’s voice came from outside the door. “Tang Chen, I want to talk to you.”


    Tang Chen looked at Shen Zhiyi and lowered his voice. “What should we do?”


    Shen Zhiyi immediately ran back. She couldn’t let her father see her in Tang Chen’s room. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River.


    ......


    “F * ck, what’s Going On!”


    Shen Zhiyi was shocked to find that the window couldn’t be opened. It seemed like something was stuck.


    “Tang Chen, I’m in.”


    “Shit!”


    Shen Zhiyi gritted her teeth and looked at Tang Chen. “I’m going all out!”


    With a creak, the door opened.


    The room was dark.


    Father Shen was about to turn on the lights when Tang Chen’s voice sounded. “Uncle, my eyes are a little ufortable. Let’s talk like this.”


    Father Shen was rather easy to get along with, so he took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to sit on a single sofa not far away.


    “Tang Chen, are you truly in love with My Daughter?”


    “Of course.”


    “But why can’t I feel that you care about her?”


    Tang Chen really didn’t know how to answer this question.


    “Uncle, when you truly understand me, you’ll realize that I really care about Zhiyi.”


    As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Chen felt a scratch on his waist.


    He discreetly patted the bulge beside him and continued to express his heartfelt feelings. “Don’t worry and hand Zhiyi over to me. I’ll definitely not let her down.”


    So, please leave quickly!


    Unfortunately, Father Shen seemed to be going against him. Not only did he not leave, but he began to recall the past.


    “When my wife passed away, Zhiyi was only eight years old. She was still so young, but she already took on the responsibility of taking care of her younger brother. On the other hand, I, as a father, only cared about immersing myself in the pain...”


    Tang Chen listened absent-mindedly, but Shen Zhiyi, who was under the nket, felt a rare sense of sadness. The arm around Tang Chen’s waist subconsciously tightened.


    The two of them were already close to each other. With this hug, their bodies were tightly pressed together.


    “I’m old, and now I only want to see my children live happily. Shen Yu is a good-for-nothing, but with his sister around, he will live well for the rest of his life. Zhiyi is too strong, and I’m worried that she will be lonely for the rest of her life. If that’s the case, even if I die, I won’t have the face to see her mother. Tang Chen, you have to bear with her a little more.”


    At this moment, a soft sniffling sound rang out.


    “What Sound?”


    Tang Chen met father Shen’s questioning gaze and wiped his face. “I’m sorry, Uncle. I was touched by your true feelings.”


    As soon as he said this, he felt a chill run down his spine.


    Tang Chen’s hand under the nket rubbed for a while and covered Shen Zhiyi’s mouth and nose.