When Shen Jiayan thought of this, he suddenly lay his head on his arm.

He has no choice for his mother, and he is just a young child, so why should he bear these things?

They never asked what Sun Lingjun did or Chen Yang's choice, nor did they ask him if he could endure such an ending.

They chose to leave and went to Huzhou to atone for their sins, but what about him and Shen Qingyun who were left behind?

We must worry whether Shen Qingxi is still resentful and whether Chen Huai will take his anger on them because of this.

Yes, the Shen family also has their own share, but their parents are not here. No matter how well the old lady and Shen Huai treat them, Shen Jiayan always feels like he is living under someone else's roof.

That feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, which was also the reason why Shen Jiayan would rather stay at the Master's house outside the city to study hard than come back from time to time.

But the unexpected comes... who can control it? Every word of Shen Qingxi just said was like a knife, which made him feel guilty and helpless.

What does he want, what does he think, and when will it be his turn to make decisions?

Shen Jiayan closed his eyes and told himself not to think so much. Since he made a choice, he should do these things well.

"Brother." As soon as Shen Qingyun came in, she saw Shen Jiayan lying on the table. "You have injured your hand. If you are tired, go back to your room to rest. Why are you lying outside?"

After Shen Qingyun finished speaking, she glanced at Juan'er who was following her, "Juan'er, you send the things to the flower hall."

Juan'er is the maid Hu Ma Xin selected for her. She would do her duty well on weekdays, and she would not even say anything to Shen Qingyun at other times.

Even though Shen Qingyun was dissatisfied, she couldn't say anything.

Shen Jiayan heard Shen Qingyun's voice and looked up at her, but when he saw her, he had a little more indifferent eyes. "If you don't stay in Fengheyuan, why are you going to me to do?"

When I was in Huzhou in the past, Shen Qingyun was such a well-behaved little girl. Why did everything change after returning to the capital?

"Your hand is injured, I'll see if you're wrong?" Shen Qingyun frowned. She stood in front of Shen Jiayan and didn't even move again. "Or, brother, do you hate me too?"

Shen Qingyun has been pleased with the old lady for so long, but she has not gained any benefits, so she gradually became less concerned.

She has been doing the excuse of being uncomfortable in the past few days and stopped running to Zhishuiju. She originally wanted to come and see Shen Jiayan, but who knew that she would see a cold face as soon as she came in.

"You don't stay in the underworld, why do you secretly leave the mansion?" Shen Jiayan knew that the prime minister's mansion did not clearly stipulate that the girl's family could not leave the mansion. If Shen Qingyun wanted to go out shopping, she just said it, but she just left the mansion. "If you let your grandmother and uncle know about it, will you think about the consequences?"

Life is not easy to live under someone else's roof, and Shen Qingyun still has to do such a thing. Shen Jiayan really doesn't know what to say to her.

Shen Qingyun chuckled with a sarcastic look on her eyes, "Brother is blaming me too, right? I know, my brother still has to rely on his uncle to fight for your own future. For these reasons, how could you care about my sister!"

Shen Qingyun's words undoubtedly stabbed Shen Jiayan's heart, and he felt his heart was bleeding.
Chapter completed!