Qin Zan waited outside the room door for a while before waiting for Wen Xian to come open the door. The moment the door opened, he was slightly dazed.
Wen Xian had just taken a bath. There was a faint flush on her face, her seaweed-like long hair casually draped behind her head, the ends of her hair still carrying some dampness, a pair of clear deer-like eyes looking at him.
Her expression carried some hesitation: “Qin Dage, do you have some matter?”
Qin Zan stood at the doorway and asked politely: “Can I come in?”
Hiding inside the wardrobe, Shen Lingge listened with a darkened face as Qin Zan spoke.
This lecher! Actually saying this kind of thing outside a girl’s door late at night, and even pretending to be proper asking one sentence: Can I come in?
If this isn’t a scumbag, what is it!
Shen Lingge stared fixedly at the doorway through the gap of the wardrobe.
Then he heard a sentence that made his blood pressure skyrocket.
That heartless little girl hesitated for a moment then responded: “Then you come in first, if others see you standing at my door they might overthink.”
Qiuqiu squatted under the wardrobe, raising its little head curiously wanting to look inside, even trying to use its paw to scratch at the door.
Shen Lingge: “……”
He knew how good this little guy was at opening doors. When he knocked on Wen Xian’s room door earlier, he had called Qiuqiu. This little guy would take a running start, jump onto the door, grab the handle, and with a slight force, open the door.
At that time he even kindly praised it once.
But now it wanted to scratch at the door again.
Wen Xian, who had just closed the door, also noticed Qiuqiu’s movement. It must have thought Shen Lingge was playing hide-and-seek with it. She quickly ran over and grabbed Qiuqiu, holding it down into her arms.
And Qin Zan’s gaze just happened to fall on the dining table.
Wen Xian nervously sneaked a glance at Qin Zan. Just now she had tidied up the dining table a bit, and also hid Zanzan under the bed. She figured Qin Zan wouldn’t notice anything strange.
But she felt guilty.
Qin Zan was silent for a while, then turned his head to ask: “You drank alcohol?”
Wen Xian glanced at the two opened cans of beer on the table, nodded: “Mm, I occasionally drink.”
Qin Zan sat down next to the dining table. He swept a glance at the barbecue on the table and said in a low voice: “You eat first, it’ll get cold in a bit.”
Seeing Qin Zan sit down, Wen Xian couldn’t keep standing either. She sat back in her original seat, picked up a skewer of corn kernels and took a bite. Just as she swallowed, she heard Qin Zan say: “I remember you didn’t drink alcohol before.”
In the past, he would occasionally see Wen Xian at banquets. There would usually be people surrounding her.
Once, he saw Wen Xian pick up a glass of fruit wine from the table. The little girl only took one sip before furrowing her little face, secretly stuck out her tongue, then put the wine back on the table.
He thought she didn’t drink alcohol.
Wen Xian worried that Shen Lingge would feel stuffy from staying in the wardrobe for too long, “I only learned to drink these past few years. Qin Dage, did you come looking for me because there’s something?”
Qin Zan, seeing her ask, said: “Tomorrow Grandpa might call to have you go to the Qin house. At that time, you just need to firmly refuse him, the rest I will handle.”
Wen Xian put down the skewer in her hand. She looked at Qin Zan seriously and said: “Thank you for helping me, Qin Dage.”
Qin Zan stared at her small face for a moment, then suddenly said: “Regarding the question you asked me last time, I recently already have an answer. So can I ask, that person you mentioned to me in the car last time…”
“Who is he?”
Wen Xian: “……”
He is right now hiding inside the wardrobe.
She shifted her gaze away and said in a small voice: “He is just an ordinary, unremarkable person.”
Shen Lingge, president of the Shen Corporation with assets of tens of billions: “……”
Qin Zan furrowed his brows. He did not want to confess to Wen Xian in such a hurried manner at this moment. Last time, his straightforwardness had scared her away. This time, he would be more cautious.
Last night, in the car downstairs at Licheng Garden, he heard Wen Xian say that she had a person she was working hard for.
He had stayed awake all night because of it, and that’s why he had come downstairs early in the morning to pick her up. And he finally understood his feelings for Wen Xian. Compared to before when he just wanted to know she existed, now he wanted more to have her stay by his side.
Not as a friend, nor as a younger sister, even less as a sister-in-law.
It was the first time he understood this kind of feeling — called possession.
At this time, it was already late. Qin Zan did not stay long in Wen Xian’s room. After speaking, he got up and left. Wen Xian sent him to the door.
Before leaving, Qin Zan reminded her to lock the door. Wen Xian obediently agreed.
As the room door closed, the wardrobe door inside the suite was also opened.
Shen Lingge, stifled until he was covered in sweat, glanced at Wen Xian, loosening his tie as he walked towards her.
So when Wen Xian turned around, what she saw was the tall Shen Lingge walking slowly towards her, his distinct-jointed fingertips lifting the tie. With a slight force, the tie slipped down from his collar.
His slender fingers moved up towards the collar of his shirt again.
His pitch-black pupils still stared tightly at her.
Wen Xian was stunned for a moment first, then suspiciously said: “Gege, did you really go to Licheng to be a bodyguard? I wanted to ask earlier, can a bodyguard wear such a good suit?”
Not only did Wen Xian not retreat as Shen Lingge had expected, she even pressed forward step by step.
She aggressively walked up to Shen Lingge, forcing him all the way to the sofa.
Shen Lingge: “……”
With nowhere to retreat, Shen Lingge could only sit down on the sofa.
Wen Xian bent down and sniffed around his neck like a puppy, then nudged her little head to sniff behind his ear. The sweet scent belonging to a young girl entered Shen Lingge’s breath.
The skin behind his ear trembled for a moment.
He gently pushed Wen Xian away, speaking in a low voice: “Too close.”
Wen Xian didn’t smell any perfume scent, so she could only ask directly: “Did you go work at a club?”
Shen Lingge: ?
He naturally understood the implication in Wen Xian’s words. He said seriously: “Wen Xian, I’ll emphasize it to you again. I’m not being kept, nor did I go to a club. I am seriously working.”
Wen Xian carefully thought for a moment whether she had considered combat power stats when drawing her boyfriend before.
So she said: “You said you went to be a private bodyguard, now prove it.”
Shen Lingge looked at her for a moment, then suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist. With a skillful force, he pulled Wen Xian into his arms. His legs moved slightly, his upper body rotated, applying a slight force.
In an instant, Wen Xian was pressed underneath him, both her hands and feet unable to move.
She looked at Shen Lingge with a completely dumbfounded face.
The man’s sense of oppression rushed toward her. Wen Xian, not quite used to it, moved her body a little. Shen Lingge’s body temperature transmitted through the pajamas onto her skin. She said in a small voice: “Gege, you are a little forceful.”
Shen Lingge’s gaze wandered over her face for a moment. Then a cold, thin smile suddenly appeared on his face. His tone was very light: “I haven’t even started using strength. If last night Qin Zan had done this to you, would you have escaped?”
Wen Xian nodded: “Of course.”
Shen Lingge: ?
Of course, Wen Xian wouldn’t tell him that if Qin Zan really did that to her, she would have called out Yu without hesitation. She had a thousand ways to escape from Qin Zan’s hands.
Shen Lingge raised an eyebrow: “Then try now.”
Of course, facing Shen Lingge, Wen Xian had another ultimate move.
Her mouth quivered, and she began to cry.
Shen Lingge watched with his own eyes as the little girl suddenly reddened her eye rims, looking at him aggrievedly. In her misty eyes was full of reproach, as if he had committed some great crime.
Shen Lingge almost let go of her the moment her eyes turned red.
He furrowed his brows: “Wen Xian, Qin Zan wouldn’t let you go just because you cry.”
Wen Xian immediately retracted her tears, muttering: “Qin Dage wouldn’t do that to me.”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Shen Lingge knew that in this little girl’s heart, now Qin Zan was already a good person. So he started to educate her about the crying problem: “Wen Xian, how old are you already? Crying at every little thing?”
Wen Xian made a face at him, “Bleh.”
Wen Xian proudly lifted her little chin: “Before, as long as I cried, my dad wouldn’t scold me. If I want to cry, I can cry. Am I amazing?”
Wen Xian’s whole face was written with: Hurry up and praise me.
Shen Lingge pulled Wen Xian to sit up. He silently looked at her for a moment, then sighed: “Wen Xian, I don’t want to see you cry. I don’t want to now, and I don’t want to in the future either.”
Wen Xian’s feeling was correct — as long as she cried, he would surrender unconditionally.
Wen Xian froze for a moment.
At that time, Wen Tianlin had said the same thing. He had rubbed her head with heartache and pulled her into his arms, then told her: Xian Xian, Daddy doesn’t want to see you shed tears. My little princess should always be smiling.
But in the year after they left, Wen Xian woke up in tears every night.
At that time, Wen Xian wanted to dream of them, but was also afraid of dreaming of them.
She turned her head away and said in a small voice: “I don’t cry that much.”
Shen Lingge just watched her blatantly lying with her eyes open. He decided to let her off for now. He picked up his tie and walked towards the bathroom, preparing to take a bath and sleep. Wen Xian and Qiuqiu followed right behind him.
Until he reached the bathroom door, Shen Lingge finally stopped walking. He turned his head and glanced at her: “Want to watch me bathe?”
Wen Xian blinked and asked: “Gege, where are you sleeping tonight?”
Shen Lingge replied indifferently: “Where else can I sleep?”
After speaking, he closed the door and went into the bathroom.
Wen Xian and Qiuqiu moved in sync, lying on the floor and pulling Zanzan out from under the bed. Wen Xian carefully inspected Zanzan’s new house; she could confirm that Shen Lingge’s hostility toward Qin Zan was very deep.
Because he had changed it to an even more luxurious nest for Zanzan to live in.
She felt a little troubled. Shen Lingge was just an ordinary person, while Qin Zan was the heir of a wealthy family with assets over a hundred million.
If one day these two really ran into each other, what to do?
Until Wen Xian climbed onto the bed, she was still worrying over this problem, not even noticing when Shen Lingge came out. It was only when she saw Shen Lingge lying down on that small sofa that she came back to her senses.
Qin Zan had arranged the room according to the design plan; the sofa in the suite was almost the same size as the one she had at home before.
If Shen Lingge slept like that for the whole night, he would definitely have a sore back tomorrow.
So, while Shen Lingge had his back to her, she quietly picked up Yu, and at the side of her bed, drew a small low bed. Although it wasn’t big, it was enough for one person to sleep on.
The air in the room slightly stilled. After 0.01 seconds, a low bed silently appeared beside Wen Xian’s bed.
She slipped off the bed again, went to the cabinet, and took out extra quilts and pillows. Although the central air conditioning could intelligently adjust the temperature, the quilt still had to be properly covered.
Shen Lingge noticed the movement behind him and turned his head for a glance.
Seeing a bed appear out of thin air, Shen Lingge: “……”
A vein at his temple twitched. She was now becoming more and more brazen. Before, she would at least make up some excuse about a transporter or something to fool him. Now she didn’t even bother finding a reason, just directly doing it.
When Wen Xian finished making the bed and looked up, she saw Shen Lingge looking at her with a darkened face.
She cleared her throat lightly and said casually: “Gege, you’ve never noticed that there was actually a small bed here, right? It was originally prepared for Qiuqiu. Since you’re here, I’ll just let Qiuqiu be a little aggrieved.”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Qiuqiu’s little head moved slightly: “Meow?”