Chapter 250 Regret, she must have hated herself back then, right?
Once outside the club, Nan Weiwei, unable to drive, was about to take a taxi home. She was standing by the roadside waiting when Chen Yan's car stopped beside her.
The back door opened, and Shen Yan got out and said, "Get in the car. It's on the way. It's not safe for you to take a taxi when you're this drunk."
"No need, I'm not good-looking, so I'm safe. Mr. Shen, you should go first. I don't like riding in the boss's car." She made up an excuse, not wanting to ride in his car or be so close to him.
“Men don’t necessarily judge a book by its cover. Looks depreciate with age. The most important thing is inner qualities. You don’t need to lack confidence,” he said.
Nan glanced at him and smiled. "I lack confidence? How did he interpret that? My point is that I don't want to ride in his car, okay?"
"I have many suitors and many people who like me. I'm very confident. Mr. Shen, you should go back early. I can take a taxi."
"Do you have some kind of hostility towards me? If it were any other employee, I don't think they would treat me like this," Shen Yan asked, looking at her with suspicion.
Nan Weiwei frowned upon hearing his words. Did he suspect something? She needed to suppress her dislike for him and not show it.
"Mr. Shen, you're overthinking it. I'm just worried about throwing up in the boss's car," she quickly explained.
"You really threw up? Let's just wash the car. Get in." Shen Yan opened the car door and called to her.
Nan glanced at him and could only sit down. Seeing that he had also sat down from this side, she quickly moved to the other side and sat close to the car door.
The car started and drove off. The neon lights outside the car window stretched out in a colorful line, which was very beautiful. S City is most beautiful at night.
Coming back here always feels very familiar, but it's a pity I can't reunite with my family.
Shen Yan looked at the quiet woman beside him who was staring out the car window. He could vaguely sense a faint sadness emanating from her. She was pregnant out of wedlock. Could it be that she was hurt by that scumbag?
I wonder who that scumbag is? Judging from her son's appearance, that man is probably from China as well.
"Screech...!" A car in front suddenly braked sharply, and the bodyguard swerved to the left in time. Nan Weiwei lost control and crashed into the man on her left, landing on his chest. Her hand accidentally landed where it shouldn't have. Shen Yan groaned and looked down at her—
Both of their hearts were beating a little fast.
Nan Weiwei had no idea where she was grabbing; her head was spinning from being shaken so much that she suddenly couldn't control herself and vomited on his chest: "Ugh..."
As soon as I vomited, I unconsciously gripped the handle even tighter.
"Hmm..." Shen Yan groaned softly, taking a deep breath. He, who had shown no interest in any woman for the past few years, was actually aroused. He frowned.
"Take your hand away..."
Nan Weiwei was slow to react and paused for a moment, her hand...?
She looked down and, upon seeing where she had been holding onto something, immediately pulled her hand away as if she were jumping, sat up straight, and moved further away from him, apologizing coldly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Shen Yan, who was somewhat obsessive about cleanliness, looked down at the red wine stain on her chest, frowned and said, "You can wash my clothes."
"...Hmm." She looked at the wine stains on his clothes and could only agree. It was so annoying. She had already said she wouldn't ride in his car anymore, but she still had to wash this enemy's clothes!
He tore off a few tissues and handed them to the woman, asking, "Are you feeling better now that you've thrown up?"
Nan Wei was slightly annoyed. She didn't take the tissue he offered, but opened her bag and said in a deep voice, "I have tissues."
Was his tissue poisonous? Shen Yan felt that this woman was keeping a very distant relationship with him, as if he were a monster. Was she like this to all men?
When they arrived at the apartment building, after they got into the elevator, he said, "You come with me to do the laundry first."
"Shall I wash it for you tomorrow? It's getting late, I'm afraid it won't be convenient," she said, frowning.
"It'll smell bad if you wash it tomorrow, and I don't want my room to smell like this. You have to wash it tonight, by hand," Shen Yan said in a deep voice, brooking no refusal, like a domineering CEO.
Nan Weiwei's expression darkened, and she remained silent. The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor, and she had no choice but to follow him out. As she passed her own front door, she paused slightly and turned to look—
A sharp pain shot through his chest uncontrollably, and Shen Yan couldn't help but turn around to look at her. Seeing her staring at the gate of the Nanxia family's house, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
She immediately looked away, her voice hoarse and slightly drunk, carrying a hint of indifference, "Just taking a look around. I thought President Shen would live in a villa or something, but I didn't expect him to prefer apartments."
"It's quieter here, and I have more of my own space."
There were servants in the villa, and they kept hovering around him, which made him uncomfortable. Most importantly, he wanted to stay here, as if they were still living here.
Every time he passed by her house, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Six years ago, he personally investigated and found out that Nan Xia's father's death was caused by his own father. His father wanted to acquire their family group, but was rejected. His father then bribed the group's accountant to frame her father for tax evasion, bribery, and other crimes. During the lawsuit, his father also bribed Zhou Yuanming, causing the Nan family to go bankrupt and incur huge debts. Nan Xia's father was also sentenced to life imprisonment, which led him to choose to jump off the building.
It's understandable that Nan Xia hates her father and wants to bring down Rui Feng.
It took him years to realize that Nan Xia didn't like him at all; all her kindness towards him was just to take advantage of him.
Therefore, he had long since let go of his feelings for Nanxia, and now he only felt pure guilt towards her.
I was probably so fond of her back then because of my desire to conquer her? When a man's head is spinning, he can be so stubborn that not even ten oxen could pull him back.
He felt even more guilty towards Nan Weiwei; he had taken her, but hadn't taken responsibility for her, and had even ignored her.
He offered her no compensation whatsoever, and even admitted to liking her sister right in front of her.
She must have hated herself back then, right?
Shen Yan felt that she was terribly wrong.
I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to make it up to her again in this lifetime.
Suppressing his gloom, he walked to the door, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and went inside. He said to the woman behind him, "Please sit wherever you like. I'll go change my clothes."
After he finished speaking, he went to the master bedroom.
Nan Weiwei stood in his living room, her vision blurry as she scanned the room. It was still the same white sofa, the same light blue curtains, and the same paintings on the wall...
I couldn't help but think of how I used to shamelessly stay at his place. I despised myself for liking him of all people.
It makes me lose all my dignity.
It's not like there aren't men in the world.
She stood in the living room for a long time, and was about to leave when the master bedroom door suddenly opened. The man walked out wearing a white bathrobe, his chest slightly open, revealing a fair and strong chest muscle.
His short hair was still dripping with water, so he must have just taken a shower.
"Go inside and wash up in the outside restroom," Shen Yan called to her.
Nan glanced at him indifferently, completely uninterested in his physique, and swayed slightly as she walked towards the restroom.
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