Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 95 Is he really that good?
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but if someone wants to kill you, you better stay far away and don't drag me into it!"

Xiao Shen, with one hand in his pocket, stepped aside to let them pass.

The door to the outside world is right in front of her. As long as Nan Wu steps out, she will regain her freedom.

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, and he couldn't move them no matter what he did.

Nanwu Jiong.

All talk and no action, nothing to brag about.

Xiao Shen smiled, grasped her hand in his palm, and led her to the sofa.

He yanked his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons, and sank into the sofa in a wild and defiant manner.

“I’m not tired of you yet. I’ll die after I’m tired of you, so in the meantime, I’ll keep you alive and kicking, understand?” Xiao Shen put a cigarette between his lips, raised his chin, and gestured for Nan Wu to light it for him.

Nanwu picked up the tinderbox and approached him, lighting it while chewing on his words.

What do you mean?
Will he come up with a solution?
Don't think that just because of this he's a good person. He started this fire, so he has to take full responsibility.

"what!"

Lost in thought, Nan Wu accidentally burned her thumb, causing her to wince in pain.

Before she could react, Xiao Shen lowered his head and put her thumb in his mouth.

Nan Wu: "..."

A few seconds later, the man released his grip. "Are you feeling better?"

And yet he still has such a serious expression, isn't he ashamed at all?
Nan Wu's face turned completely red, okay?

Buzz —

His phone lit up on the table, and Nan Wu glanced at it by chance; the caller ID showed Qian Ke'er.

She couldn't help but shudder whenever she saw those three words.

Xiao Shen frowned impatiently, took his phone, and went upstairs.

Nan Wu rolled her eyes around and pretended to follow them upstairs.

"This is a place for single men, you can't come here!"

"Whatever you want, I have work to do, I'm going now..."

Nanwu issued a warning.

what?
Is Qian Ke'er coming?
Wouldn't she run into him? Old Master Xiao intends to match her with Xiao Shen. Once the Xiao and Qian families join forces, their strength will be invincible. Xiao Shen doesn't need to weigh the relative importance of her and Qian Ke'er. Therefore, once her identity is exposed, she will surely die. Even if she and Xiao Shen have slept in the same bed, he will only side with Qian Ke'er.

How to do?
in the afternoon.

"Fourth Master, Miss Nan is ill!"

Xiao Shen was handling official business in his study when his bodyguard knocked on the door and came in to report.

The man's brow furrowed. Was he ill?

When he knocked on the door and went in, Nan Wu was lying on the bed with her eyes half-closed, her face covered in sweat, her hair wet, and her little face flushed, like a boiled shrimp.

Yes! He does look sick.

Hearing the noise, Nan Wu forced her eyes open and weakly called out, "Fourth Master, you've come!"

Xiao Shen tidied her hair, "What's wrong?"

Nan Wu pouted, like a child who had suffered a great injustice, "My head hurts, I feel dizzy, and my limbs are weak."

"Oh! Is it that serious? How about I call a doctor for you?" Xiao Shen pretended to take out his phone.

Nan Wu hurriedly called for a halt, "Fourth Master, no need. It's just a minor cold. I just took some medicine, and I'll be fine after a nap and some rest!" Xiao Shen glanced at the medicine box that had been pried open and the half-full glass of water on the table, "Alright, you just stay here and sleep. I'll have someone bring you some rice porridge later!"

Nan Wu nodded with difficulty, made a soft "hmm" sound through her nose, and then closed her eyes again.

After covering her with the blanket, Xiao Shen glanced at the wet bathroom floor as he left, noting that it hadn't been cleaned yet.

As soon as everyone left, Nanwu immediately threw off the covers and sat up.

Oh my god, it's so hot!

To fake illness and deceive Xiao Shen, Nan Wu had no choice but to pretend to be sick. To make the effect more realistic, she gritted her teeth, took a cold shower for half a day, and then blasted the air conditioner. Finally, her efforts paid off, and she caught a cold.

This way, she would have an excuse not to leave the room, and even if Qian Ke'er came, she wouldn't notice her.

In the following time, Nanwu waited for Qian Ke'er to arrive. Based on her understanding of Qian Ke'er, this young lady was arrogant, domineering, and ruthless. She would not allow anyone to interfere with anything she set her sights on. She was now Qian Ke'er's imagined enemy, so she was sure Qian Ke'er would arrive soon.

During this time, Xiao Shen indeed ordered someone to send him light and easily digestible rice porridge.

Nan Wu stared blankly at the steaming bowl.

Is he really that good?
Having gotten used to his domineering and aloof demeanor, this feels strangely unfamiliar.

Later, Xiao Shen came to visit her once more. The moment she heard footsteps, Nan Wu quickly crawled under the covers, closed her eyes, and lay down.

Xiao Shen came in and stood quietly by the bed for a while. Nan Wu's breathing was even and her expression was calm. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the pressure emanating from him.

The man reached out and touched her forehead. After a while, Nanwu heard the door close, and her tightly clenched hands under the covers relaxed.

A luxury van was parked in front of the villa.

Musa jumped down first, bending down and nodding to support Qian Ke'er.

Wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a retro-style haute couture dress, Mia looked like a princess from a Western court, showered with love and affection.

The bodyguard stopped her.

"How dare you! Look closely, this is Miss Ke'er, the apple of the Qian family's eye, and a distinguished guest of your Master Xiao! Get out of the way!" Mu Sha roared.

"Sorry, we can't release them without Fourth Master's permission!" the bodyguard said dutifully.

Qian Ke'er frowned. "You bunch of lackeys, I think you don't want to stay in Ningcheng anymore, do you? You even dare to stop me, are you blind?"

"Oh, isn't this Miss Ke'er?" Song Hao feigned surprise and gestured to the bodyguard, "Hurry up and release her! Miss Ke'er is a friend of our Fourth Master. If we offend her, we'll all be in deep trouble!"

"Miss Ke'er, they are blind to your greatness. Please don't take it to heart and come in!"

Qian Ke'er wore the tall hat comfortably, and as she passed the bodyguards, she gave a haughty snort.

"Brother Shen!"

Xiao Shen crossed his legs and leaned against the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers, while his other fingertips swiped incessantly on the tablet.

He was wearing a dark blue pullover, the fabric of which was very thin and drapey, vaguely revealing the contours of his muscles.

He was one of the few men whose hands were so beautiful, his fingertips seemed to bloom like flowers. Qian Ke'er had never touched his hand, nor had he ever held hers. She didn't know what it felt like, but it must have been a wonderful thing.

Of all the men in the world, only a man like Xiao Shen is worthy of standing by her side. She would rather not marry at all than not marry Xiao Shen.

"You're here?" Xiao Shen responded indifferently, without even raising his head, completely absorbed in his work.

"Brother Shen, your house is so beautiful! When I first arrived, I saw a blue lake nearby. It's so pretty, it would definitely make for great photos!"

Qian Ke'er spoke cheerfully, her eyes curiously surveying the villa.

"That's Moon Lake. The blue color you see is just the reflection of the trees and sky on the lakeside—a visual illusion!"

"That's beautiful too! Anyway, we've never seen anything like it where we're from!" Qian Ke'er sat next to him, and seeing that he was busy with work and his gaze never fell on her, she felt a little disappointed.

(End of this chapter)