Shen Residence.
As soon as the car stopped steadily, Wen Xian clutched her bag and opened the car door to escape, she was afraid of being seen by Duoduo and the servants, like a gust of wind she slipped upstairs.
Shen Lingge looked at the two braids swaying along with her running, he faintly smiled once.
When Shen Lingge lifted his step to get off the car, he heard Duoduo’s voice coming from the direction of the lawn.
He followed the sound and looked over, Duoduo and a group of servants were gathered around the fence that was originally built for Zanzan.
Shen Lingge unintentionally glanced in the direction of the fence, his steps suddenly paused.
Five minutes later.
Shen Lingge sat in the living room, expressionless, staring at the postcard in his hand, those two lines of words made his face suddenly turn cold, immediately after he tore this postcard into pieces.
Duoduo very cooperatively picked up the trash can and went outside.
After Shen Lingge rubbed his brow, he called Xiao Song, Xiao Song also happened to want to report last night’s matter to Shen Lingge.
Xiao Song: “Sir, there wasn’t anything else mixed into the alcohol. The portrait you sent me, I’ve already found it, the person in the portrait is called Xie Lin, the information has already been sent to your email.”
After Xiao Song finished speaking, Shen Lingge then said: “Regarding Xie Lin, I want to know about him studying in Licheng back then, be careful when checking. Also, today Lanshan transported away a foal, have someone transport over the mother horse that gave birth to this foal as well.”
After Xiao Song agreed, Shen Lingge hung up the phone.
When Wen Xian came downstairs, Shen Lingge’s face still didn’t look good, the fact that Wen Xian was coveted by someone made him extremely irritable, especially under the situation where he knew nothing about the other party.
She walked behind the sofa, bent over to hug Shen Lingge’s neck: “Shen Lingge, why is it so lively in the garden?”
Shen Lingge lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, he raised his hand to hold her hand placed on the side of his neck, replying: “Didn’t you say you wanted a pony? Wen Xiaoxue is right outside, do you want to go see?”
Wen Xian was startled, she uneasily pressed her lips together: “Then, what about its mother?”
Shen Lingge turned his head slightly and curved his lips toward her, at this moment all the negative emotions in his black eyes had already disappeared: “On the way, it’ll arrive by tonight. Now I’ll accompany you to see it.”
Only after hearing Shen Lingge say this did Wen Xian happily say: “Really? Can I raise it? Then shall we find someone to take care of them, is that good?”
Shen Lingge agreed.
Until Wen Xian and Shen Lingge walked out the main door, Duoduo could still hear Wen Xian’s voice filled with joy, she did not know that the person beside her was already almost unable to suppress the violent emotions in his heart.
…
The moon hung high.
Chi Yanyu bit his cigarette and watched the dance floor for a while, all the girls below had hot and spicy figures, he heavily exhaled a puff of smoke ring.
He glanced at Shen Lingge, who was sitting next to him not touching a drop of alcohol nor even smoking, and curiously said: “Ge [older brother], how come you have time to come out today? You can bear to let my Saozi [sister-in-law] stay at home alone?”
Shen Lingge lowered his eyes and played with the lighter at his fingertips for a while, voice indifferent: “After eating she was taken away by my mom, said she’s bringing her to play.”
Chi Yanyu lightly clicked his tongue, then shouted: “Jiang Min, come here a bit.”
This time Jiang Min had changed his hair color again, the dim silver-gray color under the colorful lights made his features appear somewhat enchanting. He lazily responded: “Shen Ge, A’Yu.”
After Jiang Min sat down, he and Chi Yanyu exchanged a glance, Shen Lingge had been in this appearance the whole night.
Jiang Min had just wanted to speak when he heard Shen Lingge say: “A’Min, let’s have a match.”
Jiang Min choked once, he placed the wine glass onto the table, in a daze said: “…Are you serious, Shen Ge?”
Jiang Min had once been a boxer, the number of matches he’d fought was so many even he himself couldn’t remember clearly. And in his impression, Shen Lingge had absolutely nothing to do with this kind of dangerous and stimulating sport.
After all, most of the time he was restrained and indifferent. That night’s racing had already surprised them very much.
Jiang Min had just wanted to open his mouth to refuse when he heard Chi Yanyu lightly cough once, separated from him by Shen Lingge, Chi Yanyu quickly floated a glance over, very clearly signaling for him to agree.
Jiang Min was somewhat troubled, he didn’t know how much strength he should use.
Half an hour later, boxing arena.
Chi Yanyu had an ice pop in his mouth, watching Shen Lingge and Jiang Min come out after changing clothes, both of them weren’t wearing shirts, so at one glance he saw the tattoo below Shen Lingge’s left collarbone.
He wasn’t paying attention for a moment, suddenly bit down hard on the ice pop in his mouth.
Chi Yanyu “tsss”ed once, he didn’t even bother covering his own cheek, glaring wide-eyed as he ran to the edge of the boxing ring and shouted: “Ge, when did you go get a tattoo?”
Shen Lingge glanced at him, tone calm: “My wife’s signature.”
Chi Yanyu: “……”
Jiang Min: “……”
Forget it, since Shen Lingge’s already become like this, what else is impossible.
During Shen Lingge and Jiang Min’s boxing process, Chi Yanyu, not fearing things getting lively, recorded a video for them, then without hesitation sent it to Wen Xian, his tone full of pride.
[Chi Yanyu: Video.]
[Chi Yanyu: Saozi, isn’t my Ge amazing.]
[Chi Yanyu: I’ve just never seen something my Ge can’t do.]
[Wen Xian: Where are you guys?]
[Chi Yanyu: Sending location.]
When Wen Xian received Chi Yanyu’s message, she was in a luxury brand shop, accompanying Song Mingxi to pick up the bag she had previously ordered. Seeing the video Chi Yanyu sent, she hesitated for a moment before putting on her earphones and opening it.
The Shen Lingge in the video was a look she had never seen before, his gaze fierce, the sharp wind from his punches full of aggressiveness, those black eyes that would smile when looking at her at this moment seemed to be burning with flames.
Between his brows and eyes was hostility almost overflowing.
Wen Xian a few days ago heard from Duoduo that Xu Chuwei had been sentenced to ten years, Xu family stocks plummeted, under Shen Lingge and Qin Zan’s heavy pressure, no one dared extend a helping hand to the Xu family.
In Licheng, the Xu family had already fallen.
Shen Lingge himself didn’t know, but Wen Xian could see, during those days, between his brows and eyes was also like this.
Her jade-white fingertip slid across the screen, she lightly traced over his brows and eyes.
Song Mingxi’s voice came from beside her: “Xian Xian, mom’s finished. Mom will take you to that beauty salon I often go to, the effect is especially good.”
Wen Xian pressed her lips together, quietly said: “Mom, I want to go find Shen Lingge, I’m a little worried about him.”
Hearing this, Song Mingxi was stunned for a moment, then mumbled: “What’s up with Lingge? I just stole you for one night, and that stinky brat is already unhappy?”
Wen Xian curved her lips, then explained: “It’s not that, Mom. Shen Lingge went to box with someone, I saw the video and felt a little scared. I want to go see him, I’m afraid he’ll get hurt.”
Song Mingxi waved her hand: “When he was in university, he often secretly went boxing, thought that your dad and I didn’t know. Don’t worry, Xian Xian, he has a sense of measure since young, nothing will happen.”
Even though Song Mingxi said this, Wen Xian was still very worried.
In the end, Song Mingxi still let the driver send her to the boxing gym.
After Wen Xian obediently said goodbye to Song Mingxi, she jogged all the way toward the boxing gym. Song Mingxi saw her anxious appearance and couldn’t help but smile while shaking her head: “This silly child.”
The driver had already worked at the Shen family for twenty years, he smiled and said: “Madam, Miss Wen is very good to Young Master.”
Song Mingxi withdrew her gaze: “This silly girl is good to everyone. I suspect she momentarily couldn’t think straight and just set her eyes on Lingge. Lingge is busy all year round, has very little time to accompany her, let alone that he’s boring and doesn’t know how to have fun.”
Driver: “……”
Listening to that, Wen Xian sounds like she’s really Song Mingxi’s biological daughter.
…
As soon as Wen Xian entered the boxing gym, quite a few people placed their gaze on her, but she acted like she didn’t see it, ran to the elevator and pressed the button.
Shen Lingge and them were in a private area, Wen Xian was stopped by the attendant at the third floor entrance. The attendant apologized to her, saying: “Miss, these are all private areas here, without a reservation you cannot go in.”
Wen Xian thought for a moment, sent a message to Chi Yanyu.
Not long after, Chi Yanyu came darting out, from far away she already heard his shout: “Saozi!”
Wen Xian waved at him, the attendant immediately stepped aside upon seeing this, slightly bent at the waist with an apologetic tone: “Miss, sorry.”
Wen Xian smiled slightly and followed Chi Yanyu in. Before getting close to the boxing ring, she already heard the dull sound of impact. She lifted her eyes to look.
The man sparring with Shen Lingge was someone she had seen that day, only he had changed his hair color. He was like a fierce little leopard attacking.
Both of their faces already had injuries.
Wen Xian pressed her lips together, in the end did not speak to disturb them.
Fifteen minutes later, on the ring.
Shen Lingge and Jiang Min were lying on the ground gasping for breath.
Shen Lingge closed his eyes and casually took off his boxing gloves. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, the prominent Adam’s apple rolling, the small snowflake below his collarbone delicate and beautiful, below that was strong and smooth muscle.
At this moment his chest was trembling along with his intense panting.
Shen Lingge, after one minute, felt something was a bit off, because Chi Yanyu had suddenly gone quiet. If it were usual, he would definitely be shouting and crowding over.
He turned his head to look to the side, but was caught off guard meeting a pair of bright deer-like eyes. The little girl was obediently leaning against the edge of the ring looking at him, her gaze still carried a bit of curiosity.
Shen Lingge’s breath caught, he immediately got up and flipped down from the ring.
Wen Xian hurriedly stretched out her hand wanting to support him, Shen Lingge wanted to reach out and hug her, but he was all covered in sweat. So he just reached out and rubbed her hair, his voice still a little hoarse: “Xian Xian, when did you come over?”
Wen Xian glanced at him, her fingertip poked at his slightly swollen cheek: “Does it hurt or not?”
Shen Lingge stared at her without blinking, answered in a low voice: “Doesn’t hurt.”
Wen Xian reached out and hugged his waist, leaned against his chest and rubbed against it, not minding his whole body of sweat at all. She softly said: “Later I want to eat red bean ice.”
When Wen Xian hugged up to him, Shen Lingge naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. His chin rested against her forehead, he said in a low voice: “Okay, I’ll eat half with you.”
Wen Xian hugged him for a while then let go, pulling him to the side to apply medicine for him.
Jiang Min glanced down from the ring and silently laughed, then put his arm around Chi Yanyu’s shoulder and walked toward the changing room, speaking as he walked: “Shen Ge fought with me all night, but it’s not as good as seeing Saozi once to recover faster.”
Chi Yanyu shook his head repeatedly: “This kind of man, already hopeless.”
Wen Xian was holding a cotton swab in her hand when she suddenly thought he still needed to shower, so she withdrew her hand, raised her eyes and met Shen Lingge’s gaze that had been fixed on her all along: “You go shower first, after you’re done I’ll apply medicine for you.”
But Shen Lingge wasn’t at ease letting her sit here alone waiting for him, so he simply took her with him into the bathroom.
Here, the private bathroom also had a lounge outside. While Shen Lingge was showering, Wen Xian sat on the sofa. On the table’s small plate there were a few mint candies.
Wen Xian was holding her phone scrolling through Weibo when suddenly the screen notified her she’d received a new message.
[Unknown number: Do you like the horse I gave you? Its eyes are as clear as yours. I want to see you again.]
Wen Xian stared at this message for a moment in a daze.