She seems to care about me.
Ning Qian trembled twice, not knowing how to continue what he said.
Sheng Yuanhan's eyes were indifferent and he didn't say anything else.
Just like that, the two of them looked at each other in silence and returned to the car. The atmosphere was quiet and depressing. Even Xiao He, who paid the least attention to details, could sense the awkward atmosphere between them.
"Buzz..."
Ning Qian's cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Yu Jiangnan.
Thinking of this person, Ning Qian couldn't help but frown. She actually forgot to delete her last time.
Yu Jiangnan: [I'm hurt.]
Attached is a picture of an IV drip.
Ning Qian just felt confused. Why did she have to tell him specifically that she was injured?
【Oh, get well soon. 】
Yu Jiangnan: [Aren’t you curious about how I got hurt? ]
Ning Qian: [This is none of my business, right?]
Yu Jiangnan: [It has nothing to do with you directly, but it is because of you that this incident was indirectly caused.]
Ning Qian was now even more confused.
Yu Jiangnan continued to send her messages: [Last time, you deliberately sowed discord between me and Beichen. Don’t you want to admit it?]
[If it weren't for you, how could I have attended someone else's birthday party just to piss him off, and how could I have ended up seriously injured and bedridden!]
Ning Qian: [Someone else's birthday party, you're not talking about Lu Ting's birthday party, right?]
After a while, Yu Jiangnan replied: [How did you know? Did you install a tracking device on me?!]
[No, have you been monitoring Qin Beichen all this time? How can you be so scary? ]
Ning Qian: [How do I know? Haven't you always been close to him? If I remember correctly, Lu Ting already has a fiancée. You're still so entangled with her. Aren't you embarrassed?]
"I'm warning you again. If you continue to slander me, I'll post you two star-crossed lovers online, letting everyone witness your illicit love."
After sending it, Ning Qian breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what she had done wrong when she came here, which caused them to keep causing trouble for her.
"Are you still involved in something unclear with Qin Beichen?" Sheng Yuanhan, who had been sitting quietly beside her, kept his gaze on her screen for a moment, then quickly looked away.
Ning Qian closed her phone and denied it, "No."
Sheng Yuanhan's face suddenly turned cold, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.
Ning Qian thought he was just asking casually, but she didn't know that the voice in his heart was actually: "I saw it all, and she didn't even admit it."
[There is no honesty or trust towards partners.]
"Do you want to watch it again?"
Ning Qian handed the phone to him reverently.
"No need." Sheng Yuanhan turned his face away and looked out the window.
There was a large patch of bright white magnolias planted on both sides of the road, and bursts of faint fragrance gradually drifted in through the half-open car window.
Ning Qian had no intention of appreciating it. She just felt that she had no way to defend herself and was helpless.
At this moment, she felt that her career was over.
_
In the afternoon, Ning Qian walked back and forth on the second floor holding a noble lady's feather fan, as if no one was around, wondering whether she should show more face in front of Sheng Yuanhan to regain some favor.
Suddenly, she stopped and looked at the steps covered with precious Persian carpets, and finally made up her mind to step on them.
It seemed as if every step was heavy. Just when she reached the last step to the fifth floor, she stopped with an embarrassed look on her face.
In fact, the two of them are just partners. There is no need to be so close. Everyone has their own private affairs.
Do some things really need to be explained so clearly?
She stood still, and when she got tired of standing, she leaned against the wall.
I was hesitant and looking at the tightly closed door, I no longer had the courage to explain.
At this moment, Ning Qian saw a figure walking past her. She was tall and slender. Wasn't this the maid who served her afternoon tea last time? She hadn't seen her in recent days.
Since she is so young and pretty, isn’t it a pity for her to work as a maid?
She observed the maid's movements, but because the maid came from the other end of the elevator and walked straight ahead with the teapot in her hand, she didn't notice her presence.
Ning Qian quickly realized that she was delivering tea to Sheng Yuanhan, so she called her out before she could knock on the door.
"Are you going to bring tea to Mr. Sheng?"
Wei Yingying was startled and the teapot on the tray shook twice.
"Sorry to scare you." Ning Qian walked up and said embarrassedly.
Wei Yingying turned around and found that it was Ning Qian standing behind her. She instantly looked panicked, and the veins in her hands holding the tray were almost popping out.
"Miss Ning, why are you here?"
"I came to see Mr. Sheng for something." Ning Qian pointed at the tray in her hand and asked, "Is this teapot heavy?"
"It's not heavy." Wei Yingying tried to block her view with her body.
Ning Qian chuckled, as long as it’s not heavy.
"What kind of tea is in this?"
"This is the Longjing tea that Mr. Sheng specifically requested."
Ning Qian nodded and opened her hands. "Give it to me. I'll take it in with me."
Wei Yingying's eyes avoided, "No need, I can hold it."
"It's the same if I take it."
Ning Qian looked at her strangely. Wasn't it a good thing to have someone bring her tea? It saved her from having to work.
"No need." Wei Yingying took two steps back.
"Give it to me." Ning Qian insisted on taking it herself.
"Miss Ning, there's really no need. We servants can do all these things."
"It's okay, doing some work occasionally is just exercise."
"Mr. Sheng is used to me serving him, so Miss Ning, please don't argue."
"He's my boyfriend, as he should be."
Ning Qian's grip was even stronger than hers, and she snatched the tray away after two attempts. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, go and do something else."
Wei Yingying lowered her eyes, hiding the viciousness in them, "Okay, Miss Ning."
Ning Qian didn't notice the hatred in her eyes. She knocked on the door twice and walked in.
Wei Yingying, who was behind the door, had a grim expression on her face and her hands were clenched together almost into a knot.
"Put it on the table and go down." Sheng Yuanhan's cold voice came.
Ning Qian's hands paused. Was he so unwelcome to her?
When she looked up, she found that Sheng Yuanhan had been looking down at the documents in his hand and did not notice that it was her who brought the tea.
This is good, I can give him a scare then.
Ning Qian opened the teapot and found that the tea leaves inside were sparse, light green in color, and had a faint fragrance.
She shook the teapot, remembering that Sheng Yuanhan complained that the tea was too bland last time, so this tea was far from meeting his standards.
The crisp sound of the teapot made Sheng Yuanhan put down the documents in his hand. When he looked over, he found that the person standing in the study was Ning Qian. His eyebrows frowned, "Why are you here?"
Ning Qian was startled. She looked up at his inquiring eyes and stammered, "I came here to make tea for you."
This sentence piqued Sheng Yuanhan's interest, and he asked, "Can you also make tea?"
"What's so difficult about making tea?" Ning Qian muttered, "Don't look down on me."
"oh?"
Sheng Yuanhan stood up and walked over, his posture tall and straight, his temperament noble yet with an indescribable sense of oppression.
Ning Qian noticed that he was getting closer and closer, her back tensed up, and her mind shifted from the tea to him.
Sheng Yuanhan had a faint smile on his face. "Did you brew this pot?"
When he lifted the lid of the teapot and saw the tea inside, his smile paused for a moment.
Soon his expression returned to normal, and he picked up the teapot to pour a cup and taste it.
"No." Ning Qian immediately denied, "I just received this from a maid."
"oh."
Sheng Yuanhan suddenly lost interest and stopped what he was doing.
"Then what about making tea for me?"
"Of course I'll make it now. What kind of tea would you like?"
Ning Qian stepped forward, snatched the teapot from his hand, and poured the tea into the tea tray in one gulp.
The action was a bit rough, and a few drops of tea splashed onto Sheng Yuanhan's thigh.
"Ah? Are you okay?"
Ning Qian panicked and quickly took out some tissues to help him wipe his pants.
"fine."
Sheng Yuanhan's eyes flashed slightly, and he reached out to push her away. He didn't like such close contact with people.
[She seems to care about me, but is she too close?]
"Let's make Longjing tea."
"Okay, then you have to wait a moment."
Ning Qian was not in a much better condition, her cheeks flushed red. She had just been in a panic and accidentally crossed the line.
Wei Yingying outside the door was extremely nervous. She had put medicine in the tea in advance. The medicine would make people drowsy for a short period of time, so she could take the opportunity to climb into Sheng Yuanhan's bed and rightfully become the future mistress of the Sheng family.
She begged the kitchen manager for a long time to get the job of serving tea.
But Ning Qian broke the plan halfway through, and she was so angry that she stood outside and eavesdropped.
Unfortunately, the sound insulation was too good, and she couldn't hear any sound even after standing there for a long time.
In the end, I could only leave with a sigh of relief.
*
The day of the banquet arrived in a blink of an eye. The Sheng family arranged a car full of staff for this day, and each person had a specific task to be responsible for.
As one stylist was applying loose powder, another stylist had already tied up her long hair.
Her nails were painted with clear nail polish and decorated with sparkling stars.
A gorgeous, sparkling, mesh-shaped diamond necklace was worn on her fair, translucent neck.
The sapphire diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg sparkled on her hand, and her hands brushed over the diamond-shaped blue diamond earrings on her earlobes, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
She lifted up her delicate jade-like feet and someone put on a pair of pointed high heels adorned with diamonds.
The already moist lips are covered with a layer of pink lipstick, making them look pink and attractive.
"Are you ready?"
Ning Qian has been sitting in the dressing room for more than an hour, and this is the third time she has asked about the progress of her makeup.
"Miss Ning, please wait a little longer. It will be ready soon."
“It’s almost there…”
The makeup artist held a small blush brush and gently swept it across Ning Qian's face with her nimble hands, leaving a faint pink on this extremely beautiful face.
The stylist also sprayed her hair with styling spray as the final touch.
"Okay." They said in unison.
Ning Qian took a deep breath. It was the first time she felt that dressing up was such a painful thing.
"Ms. Ning, come over here and look in the mirror." The stylist pointed to the full-length mirror behind her.
"Okay, go over now."
Ning Qian lifted the hem of her heavy and gorgeous patterned skirt, and with the help of the makeup artist, she slowly stood up.
At this moment, there was a sound of steady footsteps outside the door.
"Are you ready?"
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