Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 127: So She Became Your Boundary

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Shut up!” Shen Qian’s face remained impassive, but the bulging veins on his forehead betrayed his true emotions.

Seeing him seething with anger yet desperately trying to restrain himself, Song Lin couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s this? Are you upset because I insulted her?”

“Don’t let me hear those words again.”

Song Lin’s hatred surged even more. “Shen Wan is just a…”

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, a powerful punch came, accompanied by a gust of wind. “Song Lin, I warned you.”

“Heh… hehe…” Song Lin leaned on the wall, propped up by a fire hydrant, his forehead covered by disheveled hair. Only his bloody nose and the smirk on his lips were visible.

“Shen Qian, you’re something else.” He gave him a thumbs-up. “You’re beating me up over a woman?”

“You were asking for it.” Shen Qian coldly replied, smoothing out the wrinkles on his sleeve.

“Don’t you find yourself ridiculous?” Song Lin laughed again. “Born into a family like this, do you think there’s any chance for peace between a legitimate child and an illegitimate daughter? By protecting her now, she may not thank you in the future. Instead, she might turn against you, leaving you with nothing!”

“You’re overestimating her and underestimating me.”

“Overestimating?” Song Lin straightened up, wiping the blood off his face. Even in his disheveled state, his face was still attractive. Unlike He Huai’s cheerful charm or Qin Zeyan’s deep warmth, his beauty was dangerously seductive, bearing the marks of decadence. He resembled a blooming scarlet lotus in the flames of hell, exuding a bewitching aura. It was breathtaking.

“If Shen Wan were truly an innocent woman, do you think she could have survived in the Shen family for long? The fact is, not only has she adapted seamlessly, but she’s also gained a prominent reputation in Ning City’s upper social circles through her association with Quan Hanting. Now, who doesn’t know that Third Lady Shen, at the Mingda anniversary party, was personally invited by the Sixth Lord and danced intimately with him? What you willingly give, she may not necessarily accept. You think you’ve sacrificed a lot, but she might be even greedier than you imagine!”

“Are you done?” Shen Qian stood tali, unwavering.

Song Lin stubbornly maintained eye contact, screaming inside. “Wake up, don’t be foolish! That’s a pitfall, and once you fall in, there will be no good outcome!” “I’ll leave after saying this, and in the future, unless it’s necessary, we should avoid meeting each other.”

“…Are you planning to cut ties with me, Shen Qian?” Song Lin lowered his head, his eyes hidden, his complexion almost pallid. His voice carried a touch of hoarseness but showed no sign of submission.

He valued his brotherhood with Shen Qian. When faced with the prospect of losing it, panic and the urge to retain it welled up in him. Yet, his inherent pride didn’t allow any display of weakness.

Accustomed to looking down on others, he would never learn to bow his head.

He, Song Lin, had his dignity.

Shen Qian’s gaze shifted slightly, and beneath his warmth, there seemed to be concealed emotions of a different kind. After many years of friendship and being successful business partners, even if they initially came together for mutual benefit, it was impossible for them to have no genuine bond.

“All Lin,” accompanied by a regretful sigh, “you shouldn’t have touched her.”

“So, she has become your boundary?”

Shen Qian didn’t answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

“You will regret this.”

“I won’t.” It wasn’t an urgent attempt to persuade the other party, nor was it a solemn pledge. He spoke with a calm assurance, stating his position.

Strangely, Song Lin could discern beneath this calm exterior a readiness to bear any burden.. He had complete confidence that if Shen Qian chose to, he would stand by every word he had spoken, no matter the consequences!