So, she really broke into his room to save her life?
With his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, Zhan Nanting gripped the wooden box tightly with his white-gloved hand.
The image of that woman pushing him away and taking a bullet for him is still vivid in my memory.
With a leisurely gaze, Zhan Nanting didn't delve into why a normal woman would be considered a fool by many people.
Anyway, all he wanted to know was what her intentions were towards him.
*
Rong Shang didn't wake up until after nine o'clock in the evening.
When I open my eyes, what comes into view is the warm light shining down from the crystal chandelier above.
Of course, within just two or three seconds, Rong Shang realized something was wrong.
Suddenly, she turned her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.
A tall, dark figure came into view, standing with his hands behind his back, the night and the vast starry sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window serving as a backdrop for him.
Like a dream.
"woke up?"
As Rong Shang stared at him for a few seconds, a deep, seductive voice slowly came over. A moment later, the man turned around, and his devilishly handsome face suddenly appeared in Rong Shang's sight.
"Um."
Are you hungry?
Seeing Rong Shang grabbing the bedding and trying to sit up in bed, Zhan Nanting's bright eyes flashed. He strode over and helped her up first, even considerately taking a pillow from the side and placing it on her back.
The man's exquisite features were inches away, and his pleasant fragrance wafted over as he approached. Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you doing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "pop".
Zhan Nanting's sexy, thin lips pressed a kiss on her forehead.
The faint shadow faded from his face, and Rong Shang heard his amused voice emerge from the depths of his throat, "Didn't you say that everything you did could be seen as an opportunity for you to understand me and pursue me?"
"Um?"
"I believe you like me."
His amber pupils held varying degrees of amusement as Zhan Nanting stared at her with a deep gaze and a hint of wickedness at the corners of his mouth.
Rong Chang, “…”
It seems that her taking a bullet for him has changed his opinion of her.
"Knock knock!"
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Zhan Nanting shifted his gaze from Rong Chang's face. "Come in."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside. Rong Shang turned her head and saw a maid carrying in a bowl of steaming millet porridge.
"Second Master, Miss Su."
The observant maid placed the millet porridge on the bedside table and then turned and left with the tray.
From a bowl of plain porridge at noon until after nine o'clock in the evening, Rong Shang's stomach was already growling with hunger.
Although there was only a bowl of porridge in front of her, without any meat or fish, she still reached out her hand.
Unexpectedly, a slender, fair hand beat her to it and picked up the white porcelain bowl from the bedside table.
"Um?"
Rong Shang's gaze followed the hand until she looked at Zhan Nanting by the bedside again.
"Wasn't the porridge meant for me?"
Seeing her anxious expression, Zhan Nanting couldn't help but smile, his tone inexplicably doting, "It's for you to drink, don't worry."
With his eyes lowered, Zhan Nanting scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and blew on it under the woman's gaze.
Realizing what he was about to do, Rong Shang once again extended her uninjured left hand, "Since it's for me, I can do it myself."
"no!"
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