Xi Yan

Chapter 380: If You Can’t Protect Her, What Kind of Man Are You?

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: If You Can’t Protect Her, What Kind of Man Are You?


Upon hearing the news of Shen Mu being kidnapped, Shen Zhongming could neither eat nor sleep.


All day, he didn’t even drink a single sip of water.


At night, the servants gradually brought dinner to the table and set the bowls and dishes.


Shen Cheng signaled them to leave before approaching Shen Zhongming and gently urging, "Eat something."


Hearing her voice, Shen Zhongming looked up and sighed, "Girl, what should we do now..."


Shen Cheng coldly replied, "We will do what we need to do, and we still need to eat."


"But Dad really can’t eat..."


"You still have to eat."


"Girl..."


"It’s no use talking, hurry up and eat."


Finally, Shen Zhongming sat down at the table, forcing himself to eat a few bites.


Shen Cheng sat beside him, took a sip of milk, and then set the cup back on the table.


Looking at Shen Zhongming, her brows furrowed slightly, "I won’t let anything happen to my brother."


Shen Zhongming nodded silently, and after a long while, he asked her, "Girl, was it the Shen Family that did this?"


"No."


"Then who was it?"


"Someone you don’t know."


Shen Zhongming didn’t ask further, his eyes revealing a more complex expression.


At night, while Shen Cheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window lost in thought, Shi Yu came back, and she was gazing distantly at the night view outside.


Her beautiful face suddenly took on a chill.


He walked over, and without explanation, he bent down and carried Shen Cheng horizontally.


Shen Cheng was startled, almost instinctively raising her hand to loop around his neck.


Shi Yu, with icy eyes, carried her to the bed and placed her on it, pulled over the blanket to wrap around her, and using his hand pressed on her shoulders, he leaned close and warned, "Try standing by the window in such thin clothes again."


"I’m not cold."


Shen Cheng said, stretching her hand out from under the blanket.


Shi Yu’s expression darkened, he grabbed her hand and forcefully returned it under the blanket: "Don’t move!"


Seeing his demeanor, Shen Cheng simply stayed still, met his eyes, and asked him, "Any news?"


"Soon."


Shi Yu slightly squinted his deep-set eyes; under the dim light, his well-defined handsome face appeared even more perfect.


Shen Cheng continued to watch him, her lips parting lightly, "If this child cannot stay..."


"Don’t say it." He suddenly pressed his finger against her lips to stop her from continuing.


His slightly rough finger gently caressed her lips, his voice deep and sexy, "A man who can’t even protect his woman and child, what kind of man is that."


"You are a man." Shen Cheng articulated word by word: "Even if you can’t protect us."


"There are no ’even ifs’." His slender finger slid from the corner of her lips to her chin, then lightly lifted it, forcing her to meet his gaze: "Remember clearly what I said, there are no ’even ifs’!"


Toward the end, his voice deepened, as if trying to etch this sentence deeply into her heart.


To make her remember, with him there, she would never get hurt.


Shen Cheng is not an emotional person, yet she finds herself defenseless time and again in front of him.


She smiled, "Yes, no ’even ifs’."


Even in this moment, she remained serene, her beauty indescribable.


Shi Yu lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, burying his face in her hair, inhaling her scent, and whispering softly, "With me here, it’s going to be alright."


Shen Cheng gently nodded.


Leaning into his embrace, watching the dark night outside the window, she slowly closed her eyes.