Chapter 70 - 70 69 Please Shut Up Im Begging You

Chapter 70: Chapter 69: Please Shut Up, I’m Begging You Chapter 70: Chapter 69: Please Shut Up, I’m Begging You “What is that?” Wenyan was both curious and surprised.

[What on earth did he see that made him feel so physically and psychologically stifled?]

Shen Jinghe gave a wry smile; her description was rather accurate. He indeed felt like he had experienced an earthquake, both physically and psychologically.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and handed it to Wenyan.

“You take a look.”

Wenyan uttered an “Oh,” her face full of restraint, but her hands quickly and deftly took Shen Jinghe’s phone.

Then, her pupils also “quaked,” and she immediately averted her gaze from Shen Jinghe’s mobile screen.

“Holy smokes, your nude photo! Is this something I should be looking at!?”

Shen Jinghe was completely speechless, “Maybe you should get your eyes checked; those are swimwear photos. I was wearing swim trunks! Maybe you should donate your corneas since they’re not much use to you anyways.”

“Cough cough… My mistake, my bad,” Wenyan cleared her throat awkwardly, “So about this naked—oh, I mean, your photo. What about the lipstick marks on it? Shen Zhirou’s? In such a spot? And so many of them? This one even has writing on it, ‘I love you so much.'”

Although the night was dark, Shen Jinghe’s face turned even darker: “Actually, you don’t have to describe it in such detail. Now you understand why I needed to get some air, right?”

And he certainly didn’t want anyone else to see the stink face he was making at this moment!

Wenyan nodded quickly and returned Shen Jinghe’s phone to him.

“Ah!” Suddenly, Wenyan gasped.

“I just remembered; didn’t I tell you? I suspected she liked you before, but I didn’t have proof because I was drunk, and this conclusion was written in my diary while I was intoxicated. After waking up, I had a blackout.

“Now, seeing these photos, my memory has come back. That day I drank too much, and you know the rooms of Shen Zhirou and mine are only separated by two doors, right? In my stupor, I walked into the wrong room and then found these photos in her vanity drawer.

“These must be the ones you just took in her room, right? So, her locking her room door all the time must be for a reason.”

“Hmm.”

–

Twenty minutes earlier.

Shen Jinghe knocked on Shen Zhirou’s door holding a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

Seeing him, Shen Zhirou was surprised, “Jinghe, what brings you here?”

Shen Jinghe nodded slightly, “Um, is it convenient? I have something I want to talk to you about.”

“Of course, it’s convenient, come in.”

Shen Zhirou quickly allowed Shen Jinghe to enter.

Shen Jinghe didn’t look around and placed the cup of juice directly on Shen Zhirou’s vanity.

His excuse was, “I just filmed a movie away from home, and it made me reflect deeply on sibling relationships. I remembered how you brought me juice last time, and I declined, so I brought you a cup today. I might have hurt your feelings before, and I want to apologize. We will always be siblings.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhirou felt a complex swirl of emotions inside.

She was happy that Shen Jinghe brought her something to please her, but she did not like the sibling relationship.

This made her feel frustrated and confused.

It was during this time that Shen Jinghe suddenly picked up the cup full of juice, trying to hand it to Shen Zhirou.

But before it could reach Shen Zhirou’s hands, the cup ‘accidentally’ slipped from Shen Jinghe’s hands.

Shen Jinghe had quick reflexes, even attempting to catch it.

But in the end, he only got a handful of juice and couldn’t save it.

“Sorry, my hand slipped and I didn’t hold it properly,” Shen Jinghe apologized.

Shen Zhirou hurriedly said it was okay, “No worries, I’ll get you some paper.”

Shen Jinghe, however, asked to use her bathroom, “If you don’t mind, I’d like to wash my hands.”

Zhirou naturally wouldn’t refuse Jinghe’s simple and reasonable request, “Don’t mind at all, the blue towel on the rack is for drying your hands.”

Shen Jinghe nodded and then strode into the bathroom of Zhirou’s bedroom.

He intended to look for fallen hair in the bathroom but didn’t find a single strand, let alone a used toothbrush.

Her cabinet was full of unopened new toothbrushes, which suggested she seemed to replace them after a single use.

The bathroom door was not closed, and Shen Jinghe had no reason to stay inside for too long.

By the time he came out, the mess on the carpet had been almost cleaned up by Zhirou.

Because she had used paper to soak up the juice, Zhirou’s hands were dirty, too, so she went to the bathroom after Jinghe came out.

However, when she entered, she closed the bathroom door behind her.

This gave Shen Jinghe the opportunity to examine her vanity table.

That’s when Jinghe saw the swimsuit photos Zhirou cherished.

They were from a swimsuit spread he had shot for a magazine shortly after he started his career.

As he grew older, he never exposed himself that much again.

Those photos could be considered his most provocative works, and to his surprise, they were imprinted with lipstick marks.

At that moment, his head buzzed, a chill ran down his spine, and staying in that room felt suffocating.

There was only one thought in his mind at that time.

He would rather Zhirou not be his real sister!

–

“And then you just left?” After listening to Jinghe’s story, Wenyan couldn’t help but ask, “So in the end, you didn’t find any biological samples?”

“Yes. It was too clean, abnormally clean. She doesn’t seem to have a cleanliness obsession usually, right? But there wasn’t a single hair in the bathroom, not on the comb either.”

“Did you check her room’s trash can? Was there any tissue that had been used to blow her nose or spit in?”

Shen Jinghe: “…….” was silent and couldn’t help but turn his head to glare fiercely at Wenyan in the dark.

“You should’ve been the one to go! Should I thank you for not making me rummage through her bathroom trash can?”

Wenyan batted her eyes, “That’s not out of the question, you know, if she just happens to be on her period—”

“Stop right there! Shut up! I’m begging you, okay?”

Fine, Wenyan knew her suggestion was a bit nasty, but wasn’t it a wasted trip?

For a moment, both fell into silence.

Dozens of seconds later.

Wenyan spoke again.

“I know what to do.”

Before she could start, Jinghe interrupted her, “I’m begging you to be sensible for once, I’ll thank the staff at the identification agency for you in advance!”

“Um… I think this idea is quite sensible.”

“Heh, I’m all ears.”

“It’s simple this time. In public, we always act like the best of sisters, but in private, we’re like fire and water. So, I can deliberately provoke her, anger her.

“Then, in a rage, I fight with her and pull out her hair. That way, I not only get her hair, but I can also scratch her with my nails to obtain her skin tissue.”