Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 97 The beauty hidden in the golden house
Despite being a woman, Mu Sha's ability to be Qian Ke'er's bodyguard was not just due to her fancy footwork. After a series of kicks, the door burst open, and Qian Ke'er stormed in.

Looking around, where is that little fox spirit?
Sure enough, this was a room where a woman had stayed. A faint scent of women's perfume lingered in the air. Moreover, a pair of flesh-colored stockings hung at the foot of the bed.

Xiao Shen did indeed have a woman. While she was desperately trying to please him, this woman had already taken the lead.

In that instant, Qian Ke'er was enraged. She asked Mu Sha for the dagger she carried with her and started slashing wildly at the stockings.

"Who do you think you are, daring to try and steal Brother Shen from me!"

“Miss, there are no footprints on the windowsill, so the person must still be inside!” Musa concluded after careful observation.

Qian Ke'er searched every room like a madwoman, including the bathroom, toilet, changing room, and even the wardrobe.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the hem of the curtains, where there was a small patch of shadow that seemed completely out of place with the surroundings.

"You're quite good at hiding, aren't you? Are you going to come out yourself, or should I help you?"

Seeing that the person behind the curtain remained unmoved, Qian Ke'er's true nature was revealed. She approached with a fierce look in her eyes, "You bitch, now that you're in my hands, you're finished!"

Just as she grabbed the curtains, ready to rip them open, a voice stopped her.

"what are you doing?"

"Brother Shen?" Qian Ke'er tilted her head, staring blankly at the man walking towards her. "You're not..."

Didn't he go out? Why is he back?
"It's getting late, you should go!"

Xiao Shen pulled the curtains back up after she had partially opened them, his face unusually grim.

"But Brother Shen, what's behind us..."

"Song Hao, escort Miss Ke'er downstairs!"

"Yes!" Song Hao stepped aside. "Please come in, Miss Ke'er!"

In front of Xiao Shen, Qian Ke'er dared not act rashly. After hesitating for a moment, she finally left unwillingly.

Once she left, the room returned to calm.

Xiao Shen tilted his head to light a cigarette, cupping the flame with one hand, the light illuminating his noble and aloof face.

After taking a couple of breaths, he glanced at the curtains and said, "Everyone's gone, aren't you coming out yet?"

The shadow flickered a few times, and then the curtains were slowly pulled open, and Nan Wu walked out.

She looked shaken, and her hair was all messed up.

"So afraid of her?" As Xiao Shen spoke, the cigarette between his teeth trembled.

Nan Wu pouted her red lips, "Yes, Fourth Master knew perfectly well that we were having an affair, yet he still invited me here and deliberately led this Miss Ke'er to catch us in the act. I was terrified just now, afraid that she would slash my face and parade me through the streets. So, Fourth Master, is this the purpose of your bringing me here? Are you happy now?"

Nan Wu took the initiative and cleverly explained why she was so afraid of Qian Ke'er.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shen let out a low, hoarse laugh. He seemed genuinely amused, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to vanish as well.

He reached out and brushed Nan Wu's disheveled hair aside. "I'm still here, how could I bear to parade you through the streets? Hmm?"

Nan Wu dodged his touch and turned her back to him. "Hmph! Even in this state, Fourth Master still has the mood to laugh. He really doesn't care about my comfort. Fourth Master, you're too mean!"

This tone was unusual for Nanwu; it was a mix of coquettishness and reproach, her voice soft and sweet with a hint of coquettishness—it was incredibly alluring.

"Oh! Are you really angry?" Xiao Shen suppressed his surging desire.

Nan Wu brushed his hand off her shoulder and said bluntly, "Yes, I'm angry, very angry!"

Xiao Shen continued to laugh, as if watching a child being spoiled. He walked around and pinched the thin chin with his large hand. "See, you're alright now, aren't you?" "I..."

With a strong arm, she fell into his arms, his fingertips lightly caressing the clasp on her beautiful back. "Baby, I told you, as long as I don't give the go-ahead, no one can touch you, understand?"

His initial statement was quite touching, but what he said next was just asking for trouble.

"If you're going to die, you'll have to die in my bed!"

Nan Wu: Pfft!

Okay, I can't be serious for more than three seconds.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Nan Wu rolled her eyes, and the next second, she took the initiative to hug the man's waist.

His waist was lean but not frail, with clearly visible veins.

Nan Wu couldn't hold on any longer, and she felt as if she had fallen into the man's arms, creating a very ambiguous situation.

She tilted her head back, her foxy eyes gleaming with allure. "Fourth Master, I've been here all day. When are you going to let me go back? I bet the people outside are going crazy looking for me!"

Xiao Shen glanced at her with drooping eyelids, "Want to go back?"

Nan Wu nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then you can leave anytime!"

"Nonsense, of course I know that!" Nan Wu rolled her eyes and continued to feign innocence, "But didn't Fourth Master say he would help me go back?"

If she goes back like this, a large group of people will be waiting to interrogate her. Inevitably, with so many people talking, she might say something that could not only ruin the engagement with the Xiao family, but also lead to her being questioned by Nan Dongxue. This is something Nan Wu cannot afford to bear.

Xiao Shen raised an eyebrow, even more adept at feigning than Nan Wu, "Really? Did I say that?"

Nan Wu nodded vigorously again.

She discovered that yielding was a very effective tactic on this man.

"Oh, alright, then beg me!"

Nan Wu: "..."

How else can we ask for it?
This guy doesn't want money, so all she can give him is one thing...

Nan family.

"Mom, why isn't that little bitch Nan Wu back yet? Could she have really eloped with some other man and never come back? That doesn't seem right. Is it worth it for a worthless man?"

"You're silly, Rou Rou! Who cares who she eloped with? It would be better if she never came back, then the Nan family's fortune would fall into your hands!"

Jiang Rourou was immediately agitated by this suggestion, and gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "That's right, it would be better if that little bitch never came back. Of course, after making such a fool of herself this time, Dad and the Xiao family must be completely disappointed in her. What Xiao family's young mistress? Bullshit!"

Just then, Nan Dongxue returned from outside with a solemn expression.

"Dad, you're back! I just brewed some calming tea, have some too!" Jiang Rourou was very good at currying favor. As long as Nan Wu was not at home, she would fawn over Nan Dongxue every minute to maintain her image as a good daughter.

Nan Dongxue was helped to the sofa by her, looking weak and listless. He didn't drink a drop of tea, but he sighed a lot.

"Dongxue, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Xue pretended to be confused.

"What else could it be? It's all because of that unfilial son! It's been a whole day and night, and there's still no news about whether he's dead or alive. Tell me, what exactly is that brat trying to do? Shameless, utterly shameless! Cough cough..."

Nan Dongxue's old face flushed red with anger. Jiang Rourou quickly brought him tea and fed him, while patting his chest. "Dad, calm down. It's no use getting angry if my sister isn't coming back, is it? Why don't we wait a couple more days? Maybe my sister will come to her senses and come back on her own!"

(End of this chapter)