Chapter 234 Are you going to come up and sleep here? Or are you going to stand by the bed all night?
Song Yanzhi took a drag of his cigarette, casually turned to his best friend, and asked, "Still off?"
Did you call her today? Her phone was off.
"I called her last night too, but her phone was off." He had drunk too much last night and unconsciously dialed her number to talk to her, but her phone was off.
I called not only last night, but also this morning, but her phone has been off the whole time. Is she deliberately turning it off because she doesn't want me to contact her anymore?
"It's really unusual for her to keep her phone off for so long. Do you want to go to her house and check on her?" Jiang Yubai asked. In their line of work, clients are always looking for them, so it's impossible for her to keep her phone off all day.
"I'm not her boyfriend, why would I go looking for her? Maybe she turned off her phone because she doesn't want me to bother her. Isn't she going to marry Shen Yan?" Song Yanzhi said in a deep voice after taking a drag of his cigarette.
-
It was past 11 p.m. when Shen Yan returned to the villa, still drunk.
Holding onto the railing with one hand, he staggered upstairs, stopping at the door of Nanxia's bedroom. He told the two bodyguards, "Go and guard the entrance to the stairwell."
"Yes," the two replied and went to the stairwell entrance.
Inside the room, Nan Xia, who was lying on her side on the bed, heard his voice, frowned, and cautiously reached out to squeeze the half-broken vase next to her pillow.
"Gurgle—" Her stomach growled again uncontrollably. She hadn't eaten all day and was very hungry. To conserve her energy, she had been lying in bed most of the time.
The next moment, the bedroom door opened. The room was dimly lit and quiet. Chen Yan turned on the light, looked at the woman lying on the bed with her back to him, took off his coat, and prepared to take a shower.
Nan Xia immediately sat up in bed and asked coldly, "What are you trying to do now?"
"Take a bath. When you wake up, go and run me a bath." Shen Yan knew she was pretending to be asleep, so he called to her.
He wants to take a bath in this bedroom? And he wants me to run the bathwater for him? She took out half a sharp vase and pointed it at him, threateningly: "You're dreaming. Get out."
"You hurt me, and you think you can just walk away?" he asked with a sneer.
"You'd better not push me. There's nothing Nanxia wouldn't dare to do. I wouldn't be at a loss even if I dragged my enemy's son down with me." She sneered.
“If I die, your sister and your mother probably won’t survive either. I’ll be the one who doesn’t lose out by having your whole family buried with me.”
Shen Yan was not threatened by her at all. He glanced at her, spoke indifferently, and continued to take off his clothes one by one.
Soon, he revealed his strong and powerful upper body. His skin was a cool, porcelain white, but it didn't look weak at all. Instead, it was like a layer of delicate glaze, tightly wrapping the muscles underneath that were full of power.
His shoulders are broad and sharp, his eight-pack abs are clearly defined, and the slight undulation of his muscles when he breathes is clearly visible.
Seeing that he was about to take off his black trousers, Nan Xia immediately turned her dark face away, appearing calm on the surface but still a little nervous inside.
I don't care if I die, but I don't want to implicate my sister and mother.
Shen Yan took off his clothes, glanced at her, knew he couldn't get her to do anything, and didn't bother to argue anymore. He just swaggered to the bathroom.
He even deliberately left the door open, hoping she would come in, but she didn't have the ability to get in.
"Is he crazy? Why is he taking a shower in my room?" Nan Xia gritted her teeth, lowering her arm that had been raised for so long, feeling a little worried. "Is he going to try to force himself on me again later?"
Her heart was racing. Time ticked by, and after more than ten minutes, she heard the water in the bathroom stop. She immediately got out of bed and stood by the bedside, still clutching half a vase in her hand.
She hadn't taken off her clothes.
She watched as the man emerged with only a white towel wrapped around his waist, and called out to him in a low voice, "Go back to your own bedroom!"
"This entire villa belongs to me. I can sleep wherever I want. You're just my mistress. What right do you have to tell me where I sleep?"
As Shen Yan spoke, he lifted the covers on the bed, sat down, and found the bed warm and cozy. Looking at her, he asked, "Are you going to sleep here? Or are you planning to stand by the bed all night?"
"Hmph, who wants to sleep with you?" Nan Xia sneered.
"Whatever." He said indifferently as he lay down, not believing she could hold out for long. One day, he would make this proud woman willingly become his mistress.
He wanted to trample her self-esteem underfoot and let her know the consequences of deceiving herself.
Seeing that he wasn't going to force her, Nan Xia silently breathed a sigh of relief. But where would she sleep tonight? She looked around, her gaze settling on the single sofa behind her—
There seemed to be a spare blanket in the closet, so she went to get it. Just as she was about to take it to the sofa, Shen Yan suddenly grabbed his phone, dialed a maid's number, and lazily said with his eyes closed after the call connected:
"Come up to Nanxia's bedroom and take away the spare blankets. What's the point of leaving these useless things in the bedroom?"
"...Yes, I'll be right up." The maid replied and quickly got dressed and went upstairs.
Nan Xia stood frozen in place, clutching the blanket in her arms, staring fiercely at the man on the bed, her back teeth almost grinding to powder!
What an absolute bastard!
Not long after, the bedroom door was knocked on and opened. The maid glanced at the spare blanket in Nan Xia's arms, took it directly, and then opened the wardrobe to check again. After finding no spare blanket, she left with the blanket.
"Turn off the lights," Shen Yan called to her.
"..." Nan Xia stood there blankly, staring at him with cold eyes, feeling an urge to rush up and stab him to death.
Would he turn off the light for him himself?
The man looked up at her, saw that she was staring at him and didn't respond, and knew that she wouldn't dare to actually hurt him, so he reached out and turned off the bedroom light, plunging the room into darkness.
If she's so capable, she can just stand there all night.
Nan Xia took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She had originally planned to find a way to escape in the middle of the night, but she didn't expect him to come to this bedroom!
"Gurgle...gurgle..." Her stomach growled uncontrollably several more times. She frowned, her legs felt weak, and she sat down on the single sofa, curling up on it with her arms around her knees. It was still a bit chilly at night.
Hearing her stomach growl, Shen Yan smiled slightly and said with his eyes half-closed, "If you agree to be my mistress, we can eat now."
"Even if you put a knife to my throat, I won't agree. I, Nanxia, am not that despicable," she sneered.
"You're quite stubborn. Wait another three to five days, and I wonder if you'll still be so stubborn? Why don't you have your sister go on a hunger strike too? She's still seriously injured. I wonder if she can hold out as long as you?" Shen Yan chuckled.
Nan Weiwei is still unconscious in the hospital, with bodyguards from the Shen family guarding her. He was just threatening her to force her to comply as soon as possible.
"Sink! Banquet!!!" Nan Xia shouted angrily at him.
"How is it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"..." Nan Xia stared at the man on the bed, clenching her hands tightly, enduring—
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com