He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 117 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

"I……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time and then paused at the same time.

Wen Yan's face flushed slightly. She tried her best to ignore his burning gaze, lowering her eyelids and not daring to look at him.

"It was an accident, don't worry about it."

Her soft, hoarse voice was a sign that she had just been crying.

Shen Que was bewitched, staring at her without paying attention to anything else. Upon hearing her words, he only hummed in response, and after a long while, he slowly said, "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Wen Yan asked, confused. "You mean, just now?"

"Not only that, but also what I said before, I..."

"I'm very sorry."

It seemed to be Shen Que's first time apologizing, and he was very clumsy, his tongue feeling awkward as if it were tied in knots. However, his invasive gaze was unimpeded and never stopped.

"So, can you tell me why?"

The reason why your cheek was swollen from being hit even though you didn't change your dressing, and... the reason why you're unhappy.

His jawline was taut, and his gaze was calm and unfathomable, like the ashes of a recently extinguished fire.

Shen knew he had no right to ask her these questions, but he couldn't help it, just as he had once tried to control his pounding heart and calm it down.

His gaze froze for a moment, tinged with a hint of caution.

Undeniably, he couldn't do it.

Neither the heart nor she.

He could only guarantee that he wouldn't overstep any boundaries, and he only tried to envelop her with his gaze, comfort her, embrace her, and possess her time and time again.

She didn't know that every time he looked into her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, he felt like he was drowning, yet he couldn't bear to look away first.

Wen Yan still spoke up because she couldn't stand the way he looked at her.

He simply said, "It will be resolved."

Wen Yan nodded, neither saying she believed nor disbelieved, but she seemed somewhat tired.

However, after she discovered this accident, Shen Que became even more approachable.

If she says it hurts, he'll be gentler; if she says she's hot, he'll carry her to the river; if she says she's thirsty, he'll hand her water.

He simply did his work in silence, without saying a word.

Wen Yan found it strange. She looked at Shen Que, who was lean and muscular and nearly 1.9 meters tall.

With each swing of his hoe, a splash of mud would erupt from the hard soil, breaking off a large chunk of earth.

Firm muscles, clearly visible... a tangible silhouette, long and powerful legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist—with every movement, a sense of masculine strength is palpable.

Full of sexual tension.

Is he really someone she can control?

Can she really feel comfortable moving into his house?

Wen Yan hadn't considered the possibility that Shen Que wouldn't agree to let her stay at his place. As things stood, he was treating her quite well, showing no hostility, so she could be considered a half-friend.

If someone asks to stay at a friend's house, even if it's a place where they have to pay their dues, most people would agree.

But Shen is no ordinary person.

"No." Shen Que's voice was low, his eyes darkened for a moment, and his pupils were unfathomable.

The man, who was already feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, finally breathed a sigh of relief after she looked away, only to hear this shocking news.

She's going to move into his house?

Shen Que was stunned; to be precise, he was struck dumb by lightning.

"Why?"

Wen Yan was shocked. It wouldn't be a bad deal for her to move in, especially since she had heard that Shen Que's family only consisted of him and his grandmother.

His house was still a brick and tile house, a rare relic left by the old landlord, with many rooms and spacious, bright rooms.

Besides, she did provide rations; in fact, she provided twice as much as the other educated youth.

Why won't it work?

Shen Que remained silent for a while, then nodded without looking at her for the first time.

"My home isn't suitable."

Is this yet another rejection?

Wen Yan wasn't an unreasonable person, but she was puzzled by his reason for refusing. However, seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, she wisely kept quiet and didn't ask.

However, looking down at the sugar water in her hand, the strips of cloth wrapped around her calves, and the blue cloth pad on her buttocks, she murmured, "Men are all the same, liars, untrustworthy."

The sound was too soft; Shen Que couldn't hear it even if he wanted to.

Wen Yan's emotions come and go quickly.

Looking at Shen Que, who was constantly on the go, she felt a little embarrassed. It seemed like she had been sitting all day and had even eaten his lunch, which was even more excessive than yesterday.

When it was time to leave work, Shen Que gestured for Wen Yan to go first, and he would wait until she was far away before leaving.

Wen Yan hesitated, looking at her legs and then at him, too embarrassed to trouble him again.

Should she skip work tomorrow and focus on recovering?

Will you come again tomorrow?

"You want me to come?" Wen Yan was shocked. She was just a freeloader, and Shen Que actually wanted her to come and mooch off his work points?

Shen nodded firmly and without hesitation. After he did, he became a little uncomfortable. His wheat-colored earlobes turned a light red, but since his skin was a few shades darker than Wen Yan's, it wasn't very noticeable.

"But I..." did nothing.

What Wen Yan wanted to say was self-evident.

"It's alright, you're not needed for this little task."

Shen Que said in a deep voice, his narrow eyes were dark, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen.

Wen Yan nodded reluctantly.

As soon as I finished eating, I felt a lightness in my body, as he picked me up.

Wen Yan belatedly wrapped her arms around his neck, but she immediately felt awkward, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Shen Que's brute strength was all honed in the fields, and he walked steadily step by step. He could even stand on tiptoe to test the weight while carrying Wen Yan.

He walked along deserted paths, which weren't really paths; the weeds on the ground were taller than his calves.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow."

Shen Que left her near the educated youth settlement and walked away, still on that desolate path.

Wen Yan slowly walked into the house.

Shen Que was quick in her movements and steps, so she was the first to return to the educated youth settlement.

After sitting for a while, people gradually returned. From their conversation, Wen Yan learned that they had found suitable villagers to live with and would be able to move in a few days.

Wen Yan sat on a small stool in the courtyard, looking somewhat melancholy.

Why wasn't she so lucky?

"A thief broke into the room?" A male educated youth exclaimed as soon as he entered the room.

"What's all the fuss about? What thief?" Another male educated youth was startled by his shout and went inside to see what was going on.

After a series of rummaging sounds, an even louder scream followed.

"Oh no, my money is gone too!"

The two of them came out together and saw Wen Yan sitting in the courtyard. They hurriedly asked her, "Wen Yan, why don't you go check if you've lost anything?"

Wen Yan had sensed something was wrong as soon as they started screaming. She nodded and slowly went inside to look through the cabinets.

As soon as she opened the cabinet, her heart skipped a beat.

She picked up a stack of money and food coupons, and her heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Not only did she not lose any money, she actually gained more.

Wen Yan's eyes were cold.

Ha, framing someone, what a clever tactic.