Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 29 Old Master Xiao's Meaning

Chen Wanru was right next to her; she could see everything with just a turn of her head.

Does this person really have no shame?

However, in Xiao Shen's eyes, her warning was not only unconvincing, but also carried a natural and innocent desire, adding a unique charm to her and making the man's desire even stronger.

He decided to go for something bigger.

My fingertips touched the metal buckle on the beautiful back, and with a skillful flick, it clicked!

The sudden release of her chest caused Nan Wu's alluring face to drain of color, and she nearly burst into tears.

Xiao Shen leaned closer, his lips lightly nibbling at Nan Wu's earlobe, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If you're afraid I'll come back, aren't you just asking for death?"

His voice was leisurely, playful, and ambiguous, each word striking Nan Wu's eardrums, sending chills down her spine and soaking her back in cold sweat.

It's one thing to be under Xiao Jiayang's nose, but to not even put Chen Wanru in his eyes? Did this guy grow up eating bear bile?
The instigator thoroughly enjoyed all of this, which was not only despicable but also shameful.

Fortunately, the moment Chen Wanru put away her phone and turned around, the scoundrel had already withdrawn and returned to his proper self, leaving no trace.

"Sister-in-law is such a busy person!" Xiao Shen lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his tone neither friendly nor sarcastic.

A gust of wind rushed in through the half-open window, pushing all the smoke in. Chen Wanru choked a few times, but dared not show her displeasure, and said with a forced smile, "Oh! It's just a friend inviting me to play cards this afternoon!"

"By the way, how's my dessert? If you like it, I'll have someone send some over to you tomorrow?"

"It tastes bad!"

As expected, Xiao Shen showed no mercy to anyone. His blunt and sharp comments made Chen Wanru blush and speechless.

The man stood up, brushed the wrinkles off his clothes, and started to walk away. The butler came over and nodded respectfully.

"Fourth Master, the Old Master wants to see you!"

Seeing that the guy had finally left, Nanwu's heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

study.

Grandpa Xiao was dressed in a black satin Chinese-style suit with a dark floral pattern, holding a calligraphy brush in his hand, and was practicing calligraphy at his desk.

Although he is over eighty years old, the old man is full of energy and spirit. His writing is fluent and vigorous, and every word interprets the identity and heritage he has accumulated over the years.

"What's wrong? It's only been a few days since we last met, and you've already missed me?"

Xiao Shen pushed open the door and entered, leaning against the desk with his bent leg crossed over the other, a cigarette between his fingers, craning his neck to look at the words on the desk.

The old man glared at him, "You didn't even knock before coming in, you have no manners at all!"

Xiao Shen smiled nonchalantly, "You're my father, why be so formal!"

"Not bad, you still remember I'm your father. I thought you were heartless and didn't recognize your own family!" The old man put down his pen and washed his hands in the basin brought by the butler.

Xiao Shen laughed even harder, "How could I dare? I'm afraid you'll confiscate my documents!"

The old man snorted and didn't respond to his comment.

The housekeeper voluntarily withdrew and closed the door.

"You met with Miss Qian a few days ago, didn't you? What are you planning to do?" The old man sat down in his armchair, his hands clasped together as he leaned on his white jade dragon-head cane, exuding an imposing aura.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shen didn't even lift an eyelid, instead toying with the tinderbox in his palm with interest. "What? How do you make it?"

"Stop pretending to be confused. I don't believe you don't know who that girl is after. The Qian family has already made arrangements. Whether she's pleasing to the eye or not isn't important. What's important is what she can bring you! You should know that without me saying it, right?" Marriages in wealthy families aren't about feelings, but about interests. You can live with anyone, have children with anyone. Women are all the same. The key is who can lend a helping hand to your career, adding icing on the cake. That's the most suitable person.

Xiao Shen, resting his other elbow on his hand, said with an air of nonchalance, "Since you're so eager to go for it, why don't you just consider it!"

"You bastard!" The old man was so angry that he raised his cane to strike, but Xiao Shen smiled and blocked it with one hand.

"Just kidding, please don't get too angry, or I'll become a sinner against the Xiao family!"

The old man's chest heaved visibly as he pointed at him a few times. "Who do you think I am? Your eldest and second brothers have always been eyeing the Xiao family. If you want to establish yourself in the Xiao family and in Haicheng, you can't do it alone. You need a strong backing. Now that I'm old, I can't control you anymore. I've given you the path. Whether you take it or not is your own choice!"

Xiao Shen slowly took the dragon-headed cane from his hand, placed it properly to one side again, and then stubbed out his cigarette. "Alright, Dad, don't worry about things that aren't important, it'll shorten your lifespan!"

"You! Cough cough..."

Xiao Shen walked out of the study and instructed the butler, "Bring my father a glass of water, don't upset the old man!"

In fact, the old man's words were not without reason. In the business world and among the nobility, there is no absolute king. In addition to comparing personal strength, one also needs to have a strong backing.

The old man was not only worried that the eldest and second sons of the Xiao family coveted the Xiao family property, but also worried that they would band together and cause trouble.

But Xiao Shen believed that his life was not about sacrificing marriage, and even if it were, the person would not be Qian Ke'er.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor, looking up, you see the afterglow of the evening, like an overturned furnace, with pink and orange hues filling your eyes.

Only a touch of elegance complements it.

Nan Wu stood in the front yard accompanying Chen Wanru to admire the flowers. Her tight dress hugged her slender waist and pert buttocks. From the side, she looked as thin as a sheet of paper, slender but not dry.

In bed, Xiao Shen always held back a bit of force, afraid of breaking the person's skin. After all, he was too thin to withstand a huge impact, so he would stop when he was at his limit, at most making them faint.

However, Nan Wu in bed also amazed him. He wondered if she had studied dance, because she was extremely flexible and could always cooperate with him to perform various difficult moves.

After smoking half a cigarette, Xiao Shen picked up his phone, made a call, and then strolled downstairs.

"Madam, I'll take my leave now!" Nan Wu couldn't stand Chen Wanru's endless lecturing any longer, so she quickly made up an excuse to leave.

Seeing this, Chen Wanru didn't hold back. The time was right. If this girl dared to go against her, the Xiao family wouldn't let it go.

"I'm going that way, can I give you a ride?"

Nan Wu felt a headache whenever she saw Xiao Shen, but thankfully, Chen Wanru had already returned to the main house.

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle, I drove here!" After saying that, he quickly left.

She's gone mad to be in the same car as him?

Xiao Shen remained motionless, slowly puffing on his cigarette, his gaze following the elegant figure, silently counting: Three, two...

Nan Wu turned back, her face full of resentment.

That's right, her tires were deflated and she couldn't drive.

Who else could have done it?

Xiao Shen is such a despicable person, utterly shameless and capable of anything. How childish! How vulgar!

"Fourth Master, I've thought about it, and I think I'll ride in your car!" Nan Wu grinned. She was clearly the victim, yet she had to act like this. How could she not feel aggrieved?

(End of this chapter)