Chapter 135 Suspicion: Why are you trying to please me?
Nan Xia looked up at him and said, "Yes."
"Did you sleep last night?"
He lit a cigarette, then, suppressing his overwhelming anger, asked with a smile, "If she slept with you, she must be so calm now, it must be voluntary, right?"
He was even worried that she would be bullied by that man.
"No." Nan Xia sat down and calmly uttered two words. He could believe it if he wanted, or not if he didn't.
"Then why did you go to his house? Just to look at the moon and count the stars?" Song Yanzhi asked with a smile.
“I drank too much last night and fell asleep on the way back. That’s when he took me home. Attorney Song, these are all my private matters,” Nan Xia told him.
Song Yanzhi stared sharply at her expression. She didn't seem to be lying. Even if he believed they hadn't slept together last night, why was she still trying to please that man?
"You still want to marry him?"
"Yes, I want to marry him."
Nanxia gripped the hem of her black suit skirt tightly with her fingertips, deliberately avoiding the hurt look in his eyes. Her voice was calm and steady, as if she were reciting a line that had nothing to do with her.
Her throat tightened, forcing herself to finish the second half of the sentence, each word feeling like ice on the tip of her tongue:
"Because I like him and want to marry into a wealthy family, I don't care what kind of people his parents are."
After saying this, she quickly lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at Song Yanzhi's expression.
She had to lie; the thought of revenge was like a red-hot needle, piercing her heart and leaving no room for leniency.
Song Yanzhi, who was leaning slightly forward, suddenly froze when he heard the words "she likes him".
Those eyes were now as if veiled in mist, first in surprise, then filled with a dense, stinging pain, even the pupils contracted slightly.
The pain spread from the heart, crawling through the blood vessels to every part of the body, making even breathing difficult.
He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but it felt like his throat was stuffed with a wad of water-soaked cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.
"I don't care... what kind of people his parents are?"
Song Yanzhi finally found his voice, but it was terribly hoarse, and every word had a broken quality.
Does she like Shen Yan to this extent?
“I’m living with him, not his parents,” Nan Xia said, looking up at him.
Song Yanzhi took a drag of his cigarette, smiled, and said nothing more. The warm place in his heart was gradually turning cold and empty, as if a piece of it had been forcibly ripped out.
He lowered his eyes and focused on the documents in front of him.
Nanxia knew how cruel her words were, but she couldn't turn back—just thinking about how unjustly her father died and how much suffering she and her mother had endured made her clench her heart even tighter.
After having a quick lunch outside, she went to a men's underwear store and bought a pair of shorts.
On my way to work in the afternoon, I saw Shen Yan downstairs at the building and called out to him, "President Shen..."
Shen Yan, who had just gotten out of the car, turned to look at her, placed one hand on the car door, and responded indifferently:
"Is there something you need, Attorney Nan?"
Nanxia took a beautifully packaged box from her car, walked over and handed it to him, saying, "This is to compensate you."
Did she really buy herself underwear? Isn't she afraid Song Yanzhi will find out? Shen Yanshen glanced at her, took the box, opened it, and looked inside...
Black, with four corners and two plus signs!
Suddenly noticing Song Yanzhi's car stop not far behind her, he deliberately took out the shorts, opened them with both hands to look at them, then leaned close to her ear and asked with a slightly ambiguous smile,
"You know my... size?"
Song Yanzhi looked at the man's shorts in his hand and the man's smug yet ambiguous smile, and the veins on the back of his hand twitched involuntarily.
But when he thought of what she had said that morning, his anger was quickly extinguished.
Since she likes that man so much, she should just marry him—he turned away coldly and strode into the building.
Seeing that the man didn't cause any trouble but left alone, Shen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. Had they broken up?
That's true; no man can stand his woman spending the night at another man's house.
The man must have thought that since he slept with her last night and now saw her buying him such an ambiguous gift, he must have been deeply hurt, right?
Shen Yan's lips curled slightly.
Nan Xia followed the man's gaze and turned her head to look. She saw Song Yanzhi's departing figure, and her heart skipped a beat!
He saw it all?
"You still haven't answered me. How did you know my size?" he asked deliberately.
Nan Xia glanced at the people around her, her face stiff and awkward, and coldly uttered a few words, "Bought casually."
"Oh, I thought you remembered the night I sent you the cake." His ambiguous smile carried a hint of mischief.
Looking at the man, Nan Xia felt that he was quite profound. Now she understood why he brought her home last night, why he answered Song Yanzhi's call this morning, and why he took out his shorts in public just now.
He was deliberately trying to break him up with Song Yanzhi.
She only saw the pleasure of revenge in his eyes, not his affection for her.
He truly lives up to his reputation as Shen Shaohui's son; he's scheming by nature. Well, at least she doesn't feel so guilty towards him anymore.
"Let's have dinner together tonight," Shen Yan said to her.
"You and your friend eat, I'm going back to be with Zhizhi." Nan Xia's tone was calm, but distant.
"Accompanying Zhizhi, isn't that just going to Song Yan's house?" Shen Yan didn't want them to meet alone. "Am I less important than your dog? If you don't consider me a friend, then forget it."
He put the shorts into the gift box, tossed them on the back seat, closed the car door, and prepared to leave. Nanxia had no choice but to compromise: "Let's contact each other after get off work."
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Outside a high-end Western restaurant.
Lin Yi, who had just been discharged from the hospital and was sitting in a taxi, was surprised to see Nan Xia and Shen Yan on a date while waiting at a traffic light!
"Didn't she already secretly get together with Song Lu? How come she's having dinner alone with Shen Yan again?"
"You probably don't know about Song Dynasty law, do you?"
A sinister smile crept across her face. A few days ago, she had called to threaten her to stay away from Lawyer Song, or she would report her to Director Zhou, but she had been threatened in return.
The only way to get rid of her and Song Lu now is to break them up, so that she loses Song Lu as her backer, and then she can leave.
Lin Yi immediately took out her phone and secretly snapped several photos of the two people sitting by the shop window.
She paused for a moment, then sent the photos to Madam Song, hoping to damage the woman's image, since Madam Song had instructed her to keep an eye on Nan Xia and Song Lu anyway.
"I'll tell Attorney Song when I go to the law firm tomorrow—"
In the restaurant, Shen Yan handed her the steak he had cut: "Here, have some."
"No need, I can cut it myself." Nan Xia didn't take it, and lowered her eyes to cut the steak on her plate.
He looked at her intently, then took it back without insisting. A question lingered in his mind, so he asked directly.
"Why are you trying to please me? You know Song Yanzhi will be unhappy if he finds out, yet you still come to keep me company. You even gave me clothes, but you don't treat me like a real friend."
Nanxia paused in his hand as he cut the steak. Was he suspicious?
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