Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 28 is a madman.

Nan Wu's skin instantly loosened, and she was surprised to find her mouth had been bitten.
With a forced smile, she said, "Madam, is there any possibility that I didn't bite you?"

"Ha! If it wasn't you, then it must have been some other woman."

“You’ll have to ask Jiayang about that!” Nan Wu shrugged.

She wasn't happy wearing that hat.

One sentence seemed to awaken Chen Wanru.

Chen Wanru knew her son's romantic history better than anyone else. If she hadn't tried her best to suppress it and secretly paid those girls off, her son would probably have been kicked out of the Xiao family by the old man long ago.

Could it be that my son's old problem has relapsed?

Seeing Chen Wanru's cold face, Nan Wu decided to stop while she was ahead and save them some face. "Second Madam, I was just joking with you. How could Jiayang be that kind of person? Right? He probably just accidentally touched his mouth and that's why he was like that. It really has nothing to do with me!"

With a way out presented, Chen Wanru went along with it. "It's best if it's a misunderstanding, Miss Nan. Don't blame me for being long-winded. Career is certainly important for a woman, but I still hope that after you marry into the Xiao family, you can stay at home and take care of your husband and children. After all, our Xiao family doesn't need your food, nor do we care about your income. When a woman steps forward and interacts with idle people, she's bound to be gossiped about. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Fourth Master!"

"Fourth Master!"

Nan Wu never expected to run into Xiao Shen at this time.

The man was dressed in a dark style, and his hair looked freshly styled, slightly shorter than before, with clean and neatly trimmed sideburns, which made his eyebrows and eyes appear even more cold and arrogant.

The slightly open neckline reveals clearly defined muscle lines, causing the fabric to bulge slightly, suggesting he's just returned from a leisurely activity. One side of the shirt hem is casually draped over the outside, exuding a relaxed and languid vibe.

"Fourth brother, why are you back at this time?"

In the Xiao family, Xiao Shen was practically second only to the head of the family. Even if the old master himself intervened, Xiao Shen would have to consider his mood before giving him any face, let alone the second branch of the family.

Since Xiao Shen didn't speak, Chen Wanru had no choice but to take the initiative to greet him. It was always good to maintain a good relationship; maybe he could even help her son later.

"Sister-in-law, are we having guests?"

He stood there, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Tall and long-legged, he exuded an imposing aura. Nan Wu turned her head and their eyes met.

Perhaps feeling guilty, Nan Wu immediately avoided the situation after only a second, using drinking tea to cover up her embarrassment.

Seeing her react like a mouse before a cat, Xiao Shen chuckled silently.

"Oh, this is Miss Nan, Jiayang's fiancée. By the way, Fourth Brother, Jiayang's wedding is scheduled for the beginning of next month. If you're free then, come and join the fun!"

Despite Chen Wanru's enthusiastic invitation, Xiao Shen was clearly uninterested. He only caught a few key words: "The wedding next month?"

Unaware of the situation, Chen Wanru was still talking excitedly, "Yes, the old man personally chose the date. Jia Yang is not young anymore, it's time for him to get married!"

The old man personally chose the date, and the second branch of the family was in the limelight this time. Which of the first or third branches of the family has such an honor?
Nan Wu lowered her eyelids, not daring to look up, but she could clearly feel Xiao Shen's death stare, which made her scalp tingle and numb.

Chen Wanru is really something else. What's so great about this?
Furthermore, what is she feeling guilty about? She is Xiao Jiayang's fiancée, and marriage is only a matter of time. Xiao Shen knows this, so what does it mean to be all angry and defiant at this moment?
Seeing that Nan Wu remained seated, Chen Wanru, annoyed by her lack of manners, nudged her arm and said, "Miss Nan, from now on you should call him Fourth Uncle along with Jia Yang!"

Nan Wu snapped out of her daze, stood up, and respectfully nodded, calling out, "Fourth Uncle!"

Xiao Shen raised an eyebrow; he really didn't like hearing that "Fourth Uncle" address.

Chen Wanru looked at this and that, unable to tell if Xiao Shen was happy or unhappy. She just felt that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

To avoid being mistreated by her brother-in-law and facing difficulties later, she quickly tried to lighten the mood, "Hey! Fourth brother, I just had some osmanthus cake made, why don't you try some?"

Everyone could tell it was just a polite remark, but who knew that the next second a crisp and powerful word would echo through the living room.

"Okay!" Xiao Shen pulled out a chair and sat down.

Chen Wanru was caught off guard, and Nan Wu was also stunned.

Coming to her senses, Chen Wan instinctively instructed Nan Wu, "Miss Nan, please refill Uncle's tea!"

Nanwu used a cloth to cushion the handle of the teapot from the heat, and methodically filled a cup with tea.

It's strange, everyone says that skinny people don't have big breasts, but Nan Wu is an exception. Her size is absolutely incredible. The shirt is made of silk, with a great drape and no elasticity. As she moves, two round breasts are outlined on her chest. Through the gap between the buttons, you can even see her beautiful black back.

Dark thoughts swirled in Xiao Shen's eyes.

"Fourth Uncle, have some tea!"

Xiao Shen stared at Nan Wu silently for a few seconds, his emotions indescribable. When he took her hand, his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally traced her fair skin.

Nan Wu shuddered at the provocation and subconsciously looked at Chen Wanru. Fortunately, Chen Wanru was busy fiddling with her phone and didn't notice the ambiguous situation on the other side.

Damn it! Xiao Shen, you bastard!

Seeing that he still hadn't left, Chen Wanru didn't know what to say, so she could only bite the bullet and make small talk, to which Xiao Shen responded in a disjointed manner.

While his mouth was moving, his feet were also busy. The upturned toes of his shoes lifted Nan Wu's skirt and hooked it up along her thigh.

Nan Wu lost control of herself and suddenly stood up, startling Chen Wanru.

"What's wrong, Miss Nan?"

Nan Wu belatedly realized her impulsiveness, glanced at the man seriously sipping his tea, and then forced a smile as she sat back down, saying, "It's nothing!"

Chen Wanru frowned, her expression one of disdain. "So reckless, really."

If Xiao Shen hadn't been there, she might have even wanted to give him a lecture.

Nanwu was cursing Xiao Shen to death in her heart, and just prayed that this bastard would leave soon.

Just then, Chen Wanru's phone rang. "Excuse me, you guys talk, I need to take this call!"

They didn't go far, just three meters away from the round table.

Taking advantage of the moment, Nan Wu turned and gave Xiao Shen a warning look, then whispered, "Xiao Shen, what exactly do you want?"

The fact that she used her full name shows that this woman was truly enraged.

Seeing her flustered state, Xiao Shen laughed. Yes, he was the kind of person who liked to build his happiness on the suffering of others.

He clenched his fist and rested his chin on it, slowly mouthing, "Are you scared?"

He seemed to be holding back a smile, as if he was harboring a lot of mischief.

How could Nan Wu not be afraid? He was playing with her life.

Just as she was about to stand up and get away from this madman, a large hand grabbed her shoulder.

The man leaned back lazily, his arm draped over the back of Nanwu's chair, his fingertips, still glowing with fire, roaming and caressing Nanwu's back through the fabric.

Nan Wu froze, staring at him with wide eyes.

(End of this chapter)