Chapter 171 Some are happy, some are sad

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Sheng Anyang's face disappeared visibly. A hint of surprise and disbelief flashed across his affectionate peach blossom eyes, and he subconsciously turned his gaze to Xu Xian.

Seeing that she didn't refute, a trace of sadness and unwillingness flashed across his eyes.

Jiang Shibai's plan succeeded. A dark light flashed in his phoenix eyes. He no longer paid too much attention to Sheng Anyang and continued talking with Sheng Mingzhu in a good mood.

Those who covet his sweet baby will naturally have to pay a price.

Men understand other men's minds best, and Sheng Anyang obviously still has feelings for his beloved baby.

Since he didn't know about it, he didn't blame him.

However, he doesn't mind destroying his last bit of faith by thinking about someone he shouldn't be thinking about.

Sheng Mingzhu has been in the business world for a long time. When she heard that Xu Xian was already married, she remained calm and still greeted Jiang Shibai with a smile and said polite words.

She finally remembered where she had seen Xu Xian's face.

When Sheng Anyang first went to the United States to study, she went to see him at school. In the master bedroom of his villa, there was a photo of him and an innocent-looking woman.

The two people's behavior in the photo is not very intimate, but the ambiguity between them can be felt even through the photo.

She took a quick glance at it at that time, and Sheng Anyang turned the photo upside down. She asked curiously, and he said it was his ex-girlfriend in China.

She didn't care much about it and didn't take it to heart. After all, Sheng Anyang had many girlfriends during his time in Germany, and there were many women around him. It was just the first time she saw him put a photo of them in the master bedroom.

She never saw the photo again.

I never thought that things have changed and one of the protagonists in the photo is already married. What a twist of fate.

Sheng Anyang felt as if a hand was clenching his heart, his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. After a long while, he regained his voice.

"Xianxian, are you really... married?" His tone was difficult, and the word "marriage" seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The first time he and Xu Xian met again, his heart, which had been silent for many years, began to beat again.

He always knew that after all these years, he still hadn't forgotten Xu Xian. He himself couldn't tell whether it was because he was unwilling to give up because he had never completely gotten her, or because he simply liked her.

But one thing he was sure of was that he liked her and wanted to be with her.

He had several girlfriends in the United States, but none of them was pursued by him. They all pursued him, and the relationships ended in failure.

Only Xu Xian was an exception in his heart. He was happy with her pursuit for more than a year and even enjoyed it.

Xu Xian picked up the transparent glass teapot filled with hot chocolate milk and slowly poured a cup. He responded, "Yeah, really."

After she finished speaking, she gripped the handle of the green ceramic teacup and took a sip slowly.

The warm liquid slid down the throat, and the warmth spread to every part of the body, dispelling the cold that had just come in from outside.

The sweet chocolate milk was rich and sweet, and she couldn't help but drink half a cup.

Suddenly, her sight inadvertently met the man's dark eyes, which were obviously staring at the cup in her hand. The faint warning look in his eyes made her curl her lips unwillingly.

At the man's silent warning, she put down the cup.

Sheng Anyang clenched his hands on his knees into fists, and a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his lips. "Is your husband good to you?"

His question was asked in a strange way, as if he was trying to find some evidence of discord in their marriage.

In fact, he wanted to ask, 'Compared to me, is he good to you?'

"My husband is very good to me, and we have always been in love." Xu Xian retracted her angry gaze, raised her red lips to a certain arc, and smiled sweetly.

That gentle smile stung Sheng Anyang's eyes and he didn't dare to look at it again.

In the end, they both missed each other and he was too late.

Some were happy and some were sad during this lunch. Unlike Sheng Anyang who was absent-minded, Jiang Shibai was in a good mood both physically and mentally. Seeing that he no longer bothered Xu Xian, he was in a good mood all day.

The afternoon schedule was for the ST Group reception staff to take Jiang Shibai and his group to visit famous attractions in Berlin. For some unknown reason, Sheng Anyang followed them the whole time.

Until they were sent back to the hotel in the evening, Xu Xian and Sheng Anyang didn't say a few words to each other.

Jiang Shibai's room and Xu Xian's room are not on the same floor. Last night, Xu Xian was still angry that he had gone back on his word in China and did not allow Jiang Shibai to enter her room at all.

Other employees of the company lived on the same floor as her, so Jiang Shibai didn't dare to force his way in, and the two of them slept in separate rooms.

There were so many people around that Jiang Shibai didn't stay on Xu Xian's floor. He went back to the suite upstairs first. When he estimated the time was about right, he took the elevator downstairs.

The elevator door opened automatically, and Jiang Shibai stepped out of the elevator with his long legs. When he raised his eyes, he happened to see the door of the elevator opposite him just opening. Two elegant and noble men were looking at each other from a distance through the crack of the door.

He suddenly stopped, put one hand in his coat pocket, and stood there leisurely, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the tip of his tongue silently pressed against the wall of his mouth.

Sheng Anyang didn't live in the hotel, and he suddenly appeared on this floor. There was only one possibility: he came to find Xu Xian.

I didn't expect that the news of her marriage couldn't stop this peach blossom. Is he still harboring evil intentions?

Sheng Anyang, who looked nervous, calmed down a little, tightened his grip on the gift bag's string, and stepped out of the elevator calmly, standing in front of him.

He remembered that Jiang Shibai's room was on the top floor, so how did he appear on this floor?

"Mr. Jiang is here to look for someone?" Sheng Anyang spoke first.

As the person in charge of the Jiang Group, he couldn't ignore it and had to exchange some necessary greetings.

Jiang Shibai's face was indifferent. He looked at him calmly, and after a "hmm", he changed the subject, "I remember Vice President Sheng didn't stay at the hotel, so why is he here?"

The man's tone was not particularly polite, and his voice was slightly cold, like the biting cold wind in the snow.

He wanted to see what he was thinking.

Sheng Anyang frowned slightly, inexplicably sensing a strong smell of gunpowder from his tone. It seemed that he had not offended him, right?

In keeping with the friendly attitude of a partner, he didn't show any confusion at all, and smiled and raised the gift bag in his hand.

"Xianxian's souvenir was left in the car, I brought it up."

After sending Jiang and his group to the hotel, he sat in the car and did not leave. When he saw the company car turning back, he asked curiously and found out that the souvenirs Xu Xian bought at the tourist attraction in the afternoon were left in the car.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he took the souvenir from the driver and wanted to deliver it to the door personally.

There were outsiders around them the whole day, so it was not convenient for them to talk. He wanted to use the excuse of giving her a souvenir to talk to her alone.

Xianxian?

The shouting was quite intimate.

Jiang Shibai's expression tensed slightly, and he silently released the pressure from all over his body. His indifferent gaze fell on the gift box in his palm.

The man's innate aura of superiority made the atmosphere tense. After the baptism of time and experience, his natural calmness and composure turned into a sharp sword, as if to pierce Sheng Anyang's heart.

An inexplicable sense of oppression came over him. Sheng Anyang frowned strangely, moved his toes slightly, and wanted to go past him to Xu Xian's room.

Suddenly, the man's aura was fully released, and his cold and magnetic voice penetrated his eardrums, stopping him in his tracks.

"Vice President Sheng doesn't need to deliver it in person. I'm going to see Secretary Xu and can bring it over on the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for his consent, Jiang Shibai stretched out his bony palm in front of him, and his deep, dark pupils locked onto his eyes, not giving him any chance to refuse.

Sheng Anyang hesitated slightly when he saw this, but he didn't want to offend him, so he handed the gift box to him reluctantly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang."

"Secretary Xu is from my...company, it's no trouble." Jiang Shibai said meaningfully.

The next second, the man, holding a gift bag in one hand, walked past Sheng Anyang in a white suit.

Two figures, one black and one white, intertwined, forming a sharp contrast.

Sheng Anyang saw Jiang Shibai walking straight towards Xu Xian's room without stopping. After staring at the tall figure for a few seconds, his feet seemed to be out of control and he followed him for some unknown reason.