It wasn't easy for her to get divorced from Nangong Cheng.

"I just wanted to say that they've been knocking on the door for a long time," Shen Wangshu sighed.

Despite the continuous knocking, the people outside showed no signs of impatience at not receiving a response from the Nangong family, demonstrating their excellent manners.

But would a truly cultured person use some unknown means to get past the Nangong family's gate and arrive at their villa?

Scarlett paused, then instinctively looked towards the door.

Nangong Yao was also staring at the door with icy eyes. While he was silent, not a single servant went to open the door for the guest. He stared coldly for a long time, then looked past the light from the crystal chandelier in the villa's living room at the pure and quiet Shen Wangshu.

Only he knew what kind of fierce soul lay beneath such a clean, beautiful, simple, and gentle exterior. This discrepancy between appearance and reality possessed a brilliance and intrigue that went beyond mere innocence. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The president of a company worth 800 billion yuan would never pay attention to an uninvited guest, so he strode towards Shen Wangshu with his long, powerful legs.

He had only taken one step when the villa door opened.

"I'm sorry, no one opened the door for so long, so I came in by myself. I hope I didn't disturb you all?" A clear and leisurely voice came from the doorway. Shen Wangshu couldn't help but look over and saw a tall and agile figure slowly walking in. It was a handsome and cold man. He was pushing a wheelchair, and on it, a fair-skinned young man sat with a peaceful smile.

His clean and clear eyes seemed to carry a faint mist, making him appear like an elegant young man who had stepped out of a water town. Shen Wangshu looked at him and slowly covered her heart.

The music was beating so loudly, as if telling her that it was her lover.

She opened her mouth, feeling a lump in her throat and tears welling up in her eyes.

No matter how arrogant she appears in front of Nangong Yao, no matter how indifferent she seems to others, it's all because...

She just wanted to cry in front of this person.

“Ah Xuan”.

She called out softly.

The boy seemed to hear it, raised his eyes, and revealed a faint smile.

He was very thin and frail. When he smiled, he seemed to disappear into the light. Yet, this clean-cut young man made Nangong Yao show a look of apprehension.

“It’s you!” he said coldly.

"President Nangong, it's been a long time." The young man said warmly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, showing utmost humility. However, his humility only made Nangong Yao more wary.

Nangong Cheng stared in disbelief as someone walked in. When he saw the boy sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket covering his knees, he gasped and asked in shock, "Dongfang Xuan, what are you doing here?"

He looked a little nervous, but when he saw the boy nod politely to him, he couldn't help but nod back. Then, a look of annoyance crossed his face, and he stood in front of Si Jiali and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" This good-for-nothing couldn't even stop his own son just now, yet he wants to protect her? Si Jiali sneered and pretended not to hear.

"Who is it?" She had just married Nangong Cheng and therefore did not know the relationships between these wealthy families.

"Dongfang Xuan, a trillion-dollar CEO, wields influence in both the legitimate and underworld spheres, and can control the fate of a nation..."

"It sounds even more extravagant than the Nangong family." Shen Wangshu clutched her heart, trying hard not to shed tears, her watery eyes almost unable to look away from the young man named Dongfang Xuan.

She gazed tenderly at her lover while listening intently to her stepfather's words, then paused, startled, and suddenly spoke. Her lips twitched slightly with emotion, for the world was simply too wondrous; there were billions before, trillions after—it all sounded utterly chaotic.

Nangong Cheng and his son both fell silent for a moment.

Under the bright, dazzling lights, it was as if there was no light at all.

The boy smiled and looked up at the girl as she spoke.

Shen Wangshu's gaze, however, fell on his wheelchair.

In this life, is Ah Xuan's leg not good?

"That's right, it's a bit too big." The young man's gentle voice came from under the lamplight, and his smile looked especially tender under the light.

Shen Wangshu had never seen Ah Xuan so gentle and frail. He always had various kinds of strength, or pretended to be cute, but deep down he was a very strong man with solid arms. But in this life, he seemed to have become weak all over, and that weakness and frailty made her feel a little sad.

She recalled the raging fire in the golden space that seemed to burn everything. Was it because of this that his reincarnation had become weak? She didn't understand why Ah Xuan wanted to burn the golden space, but she always believed that no matter what he did, he would not harm her.

"How much wealth?" Shen Wangshu's heart softened, and she looked at the young man with tender, shimmering eyes.

The boy needed to think this time, and signs of contemplation appeared on his face.

No wonder, a CEO with trillions of dollars, he has to think more to know how many businesses he owns, right?

"Is it enough to support me?" Shen Wangshu suddenly asked.

"That's enough." A faint smile appeared on the boy's lips, and he nodded happily as he placed his pale hands on the blanket on his knees.

A beautiful light flashed in his eyes, and Shen Wangshu seemed to be bewitched by his gaze. She slowly walked towards him. When she reached him, she squatted down so that he wouldn't have to look up at her, but could see her by lowering his head slightly.

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