Chapter 92 Why is Song Yanzhi here? Her social media fiasco is a major disaster!
"You're always so rational and clear-headed," he said with a smile. "There must be very few arguments when you're dating a girl who's so rational and clear-headed, right?"
It would be wonderful if they could always be sweet and loving; he was quite looking forward to it.
Nan Xia forced a smile, her hands clenching silently at her sides. Don't embarrass yourself, don't embarrass yourself. Maintain your fearless image; you must overcome your fear—
She can definitely do it.
The movie officially started, and the lights dimmed.
In the film, the female protagonist is running wildly through a mountain village at night when a long-haired, red-clad female ghost with no eyeballs suddenly appears in front of her. The music also suddenly becomes eerie, and Nanxia, completely unprepared, abruptly covers her eyes and screams:
"Ah...!!!" She screamed louder than everyone else here.
Ugh, the music in domestic ghost movies is terrifying! And that eerie, suffocating atmosphere is just too scary!
"What’s wrong with you?"
Shen Yan turned his head in surprise and saw her covering her eyes and shrinking into a ball. Was she scared? No way, no way, no way?
Recalling her righteous words, he tried to suppress a smile.
"N-nothing, just now... I think a cockroach crawled onto my foot..."
Nanxia glanced at him, relaxed her tense body, feeling extremely embarrassed, and tried her best to make amends. This slap in the face came too quickly.
That's so embarrassing.
Hearing her attempt to make amends, Shen Yan could barely contain his smile; thankfully, the lighting was dim, and he couldn't see it.
"Oh...did the cockroach run away? Do you want me to check?"
She's so cute!
"No."
She coughed lightly and took a few big sips of her milk tea. Suddenly, she saw the ghost with a sinister smile gnawing at someone, its mouth full of blood. She was so frightened that the milk tea in her mouth involuntarily flowed back into the cup.
How could anyone possibly drink that?
Her eyes were tightly shut, not daring to open them at all. Suddenly, she squeezed the milk tea in her hand and flung it out, splashing it directly onto the man next to her.
"Whoosh—"
"Nanxia, you...you got milk tea on me...are you alright?" Shen Yan looked down at the milk tea on his leg and smiled.
I never expected her to be so scared.
"No, I'm sorry... that cockroach just crawled onto my foot again..."
As she explained, she hurriedly grabbed her handbag from behind her back, rummaged inside and found some tissues. Just as she was wiping his face, a gloomy-looking man approached from her other side.
I sat down in the empty seat next to her.
With his long legs crossed, he slowly withdrew his gaze from her, his chilling aura intensifying.
Her eyelashes trembled, not from panic, but rather as a premonition of some danger, like the claws of a beast tightening before it pounces.
Nan Xia suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, as if a vengeful ghost was standing behind her.
She slowly turned around, and a beam of light from the screen shone on her. When she saw the face of the man sitting next to her, she screamed in even greater fright:
"ah!!!"
Song, Song Yanzhi?!
The moment I saw it clearly, the air seemed to freeze.
Nan Xia felt completely weak, her hair stood on end, and her heart was pounding. Seeing him made her more nervous and afraid than if she had seen a ghost.
Damn, is he traumatized by catching me cheating?
He always manages to catch me perfectly!
How did he end up sitting here? How did he know I was sitting here?
Didn't they leave?
Suddenly, Shen Yan grabbed her hand, thinking she screamed because she was frightened again, and didn't see Song Yanzhi on the other side.
“Hold my hand, and that cockroach definitely won’t dare to come back,” he said with a smirk, without calling her out on it.
Song Yanzhi's neck turned extremely slowly, like a rusty mechanical shaft, each inch of movement carrying a sluggish chill.
His gaze was fixed on their clasped hands, as if he wanted to burn two holes in their skin, while a faint, ambiguous smile played at the corners of his mouth.
He concealed the surging anger in his eyes perfectly.
“…” Nan Xia immediately pulled her hand away from Shen Yan’s. Although she had broken up with her ex-boyfriend, she had slept with him, and she was afraid that the scoundrel would bring it up again.
"Cough... Why would I be afraid of cockroaches?" she said with a forced smile to the man on her right.
She glanced at her ex-boyfriend on her left again. Seeing that he was sitting there silently with a gloomy expression, she nervously kept her composure and did not intend to speak to him.
It would be best if he didn't say a word the whole time and didn't cause any trouble for himself.
Shen Yan laughed again; she was really stubborn. She deliberately said to her, "You didn't wipe the right spot just now, my pants are all wet. Hurry up and wipe them again—"
The screening room was very quiet at this moment, so quiet that Song Yanzhi could hear him clearly. He slowly turned the lighter in his hand, pushed the cap open, and then slammed it shut with a crisp sound.
Nanxia's heart skipped a beat at the sound of his lighter.
I'm terrified he'll do something outrageous the next second.
"Why don't you keep touching him?" Song Yanzhi said coldly. What he saw was her lying on the man's lap, touching his private parts.
She's capable of doing something like that.
Didn't she touch herself in public as well?
The thought of her using flirtatious tactics to provoke other men made his cold eyes narrow involuntarily.
“…?!” Shen Yan heard a familiar male voice and suddenly turned his head to look. When did that man arrive?
How did I end up sitting next to her?
"I..." Nan Xia was about to explain when the man on her right suddenly laughed out loud: "Heh, even if she touched me, what does that have to do with Young Master Song?"
"We had a physical relationship," Song Yanzhi said in a deep voice.
“But you two are in the past. Since you’ve broken up, you should wish each other happiness,” Shen Yan kindly advised him.
Nan Xia sat stiffly between the two men; it was practically a scene of social death.
It makes her seem like a jerk, but neither of these men are her boyfriends, okay?
“Who told you it’s in the past? Me and her…” Song Yanzhi chuckled, but just as he got to the crucial point, Nan Xia covered his mouth.
I knew that jerk couldn't handle any stimulation.
Damn, he really is my nemesis—
"I was startled by the movie and accidentally spilled some milk tea on his leg. I was just wiping it off for him. Don't think such dirty thoughts, Attorney Song," she had to explain to her ex-boyfriend.
"My legs are wet too, come and wipe them," Song Yanzhi called to her deliberately in a deep voice.
Nan Xia leaned towards him, warning in a low voice, "I'll smack you... You better behave yourself..."
"Me and her..." He was about to continue when Nan Xia, who had already submitted and become obedient, immediately reached out and grabbed his leg, kneading him with varying degrees of pressure.
Damn, what's this?
Do I have to tease him to keep him in check?
Her hand was extended from under the armrest, so Shen Yan couldn't see it. He just felt that they were sitting too close, which made him very uncomfortable.
He suddenly grabbed her arm, pulled her closer to him, and fed her a kernel of popcorn: "Try it, it's quite fragrant."
"Cough... I can eat by myself." Nanxia didn't dare to eat what he was feeding her.
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