Leaving After Teasing? The Legal Bigwig Wants to Sleep in Bed Tonight

When Nan Xia moved to her rival's law firm, the entire city was in an uproar. Song Yanzhi, a legendary figure in the legal world, was known as her nemesis, but what people didn't know was t...

Chapter 288 Is this his home? He should at least be a little more polite!

Chapter 288 Is this his home? He should at least be a little more polite!

The next instant, the man kissed her again, this time unlike the previous gentle kiss; it was wild and intense, forcefully taking over her breath—

Nanxia's heart was pounding in her chest. She forced herself not to make a sound and slapped his shoulder!

Song Yanzhi didn't want to let her go; he wished he could immediately meld this woman into his own body.

After a while, the man outside finally came out. Nan Xia immediately pushed him away and took deep breaths of air.

She angrily hit him again, turned around, and was about to open the door when Song Yanzhi hugged her from behind and said, "Shall we stay at a hotel tonight? Wife... I missed you..."

"Dream on, go solve it yourself," Nanxia said, her face flushed.

"No, you're back now, why should I handle this myself?"

His seductive voice was filled with grievance as he rested his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, as if the little wolf had instantly turned into a little puppy.

"Let go of him quickly, let's go outside and talk about it, or more people will come in later." Nanxia tugged at his hand, coaxing him.

"If you don't agree, we'll stay here tonight." Song Yanzhi hugged her and gently shook her.

Nanxia turned her head slightly to look at him, and could only continue to coax him with a reply, "I agree."

"Really?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mm." She nodded.

Song Yanzhi then let go of her, opened the door, and before anyone came in, he pulled her out quickly, saying, "Shall we go to the hotel now?"

"It's still early, let's do it later..." Nanxia coaxed him.

Song Yanzhi had no choice but to comply. The two lingered in the restroom for a long time. When they returned to the private room, everyone's eyes were on them. Someone jokingly asked:

"Nan Lu, what were you and Song Lu doing in the restroom? It took you half an hour to come over?"

Nanxia, ​​who was pulled down to sit by him, flicked her long hair and felt embarrassed again, "Ahem... I was outside taking a phone call."

"Song Lu, when are you and Nan Lu planning to get married?" another employee asked gossipy.

"Soon." Song Yanzhi replied with two words, then turned to look at the woman beside him, suddenly pinning her against the back of the sofa, and took the opportunity to ask, "How about we go and get our marriage certificate first?"

"You wish! Let me regain my memory first. You sit down! So many employees are watching." Nanxia nudged him awkwardly, seeing everyone staring at them.

Song Yanzhi's Depression —

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In the supermarket.

Nan Weiwei was pushing a shopping cart while buying groceries. Her son had told her last night that he was inviting two friends over for dinner tonight, and she was happy that her son could make more friends.

Children need friends to have a happy childhood.

"Daisy! What a coincidence, you're buying groceries here too?" Shen Yan, who had just followed her in, also pushed a shopping cart, threw some things in, and immediately came to find her.

Nan Wei turned around slightly, quite surprised to run into him in a place like this. Would someone like him come to the supermarket?

"Mr. Shen should have servants at home, right? Why do you need to buy these things yourself?" she asked calmly. Could he have deliberately followed her here?

"I live alone in an apartment and often cook for myself. I buy all the groceries and daily necessities myself, which is a way of experiencing life." Actually, most of the shopping is done by the maid.

Nan Weiwei no longer doubted him. She knew he was a good cook six years ago, and he lived alone. Today must have been an unexpected encounter.

"I have to go home and cook later. We have guests today, so I won't chat with Mr. Shen." After she finished speaking, she pushed her cart to the seafood section.

Shen Yan quickly followed. Seeing that she had bought turbot, he went to catch some live shrimp, and then selected some clams and squid, planning to cook them together at her house later...

Nan glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"You've made friends in this city so quickly?" he asked as she walked over to the shop window while the fishmonger cleaned her fish.

"They are my son's two friends." Nan Weiwei didn't tell him that Xia Shuqing and his daughter would also be coming over tonight. She certainly couldn't miss this rare opportunity to win them over.

"Oh, Xiao Yan is really amazing, she made friends so quickly." Shen Yan tried to start a conversation with her again, but after all, her son was already very capable.

He also had a good eye, managing to befriend Song Yanzhi's son right away.

Nan Wei smiled faintly and nodded, asking him, "Don't you need to buy anything else?"

"It's a bit boring to shop at the supermarket alone. I'll wait for you to come with me." Shen Yan waited for her beside him.

"I'm sorry, I prefer shopping alone and don't like having someone with me. Mr. Shen, you should go and buy your own things." She politely declined.

Shen Yan paused for a moment, then didn't press the matter, "...Alright."

He pushed the cart away and went to get more meat dishes, vegetable dishes, fruits, snacks, and other things.

Nan Weiwei deliberately dawdled for a while, not wanting to go back with him. Little did she know that Chen Yan, who had returned to the neighborhood first, had come directly to her doorstep with his things!

Ring the doorbell.

In the living room, Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao had already arrived. The three children were watching TV and playing with the dog. When Xiaoyan heard the doorbell, she immediately went to open the door.

Looking at her scumbag father standing outside the door, she frowned and asked, "Uncle Chen, is there something you need?"

"Your mommy told me to bring my things back, saying we have guests at home tonight," Chen Yan told a little lie.

Xiao Yan saw that he was carrying things from the supermarket and believed him. She just found it strange that her mother would let him bring them back.

Did he go to the supermarket with his mom?

Has Mommy forgiven him?

"You went to the supermarket with my mommy?"

"Of course, the things are quite heavy. Let me go in first," Shen Yan said to his son. Xiao Yan then opened the door wide and let him into the house.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhouzhou could tell from the man's similar appearance to Xiaoyan's that he must be her biological father. He didn't seem like a scumbag at all; he was quite gentle.

Shen Yan placed two large bags of things on the island counter, then took off his black suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and prepared to help prepare dinner...

To win over your wife and son, you must first win over their stomachs! Tonight, I need to please them!

Xiao Yan looked at him, her face full of exasperation, and asked, "Uncle Chen, aren't you going home?"

"I'll make dinner for you tonight. Go and hang out with your friends, don't worry about me," Shen Yan said gently to her son, then took out some imported snacks she had bought and placed them on the coffee table.

"Please try it, don't be shy."

Xiao Yan looked at the man and twitched her lips. Was this his house? He should at least be a little more polite!

Why does it seem like he's the master of the house?

After taking the snacks, he washed some fruit and brought it over, then called to his son, who had been watching him closely, "Xiaoyan, go and keep your friends company. I'm going to cook."

"Did my mom ask you to come over and cook?" he asked, pouting at his scumbag dad.