Shen Wangshu accepted the apology and then thanked Nangong Xiang.
"Thank you."
"Why are you thanking me?" Nangong Xiang asked, her eyes red-rimmed.
It was her brother who hurt Sichun, wasn't it?
Shen Wangshu pretended not to see the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes, noticing that the girl seemed to be facing her with an expression full of guilt. Perhaps because of this guilt, her usual haughty expression was gone, replaced by an air of indebtedness. Shen Wangshu was moved by this innocent girl, even thinking... if Nangong Yao hadn't done that to Sichun, perhaps Nangong Xiang and Sichun would have become very good friends. She sighed, walked up to Nangong Xiang, and bent down to look at her.
She clearly saw her own reflection in Nangong Xiang's eyes.
“He didn’t succeed,” she said softly.
Nangong Xiang's eyes narrowed, and her face slowly flushed red.
She wasn't some naive girl who didn't understand matters between men and women; of course she understood what Shen Wangshu meant.
But the look of guilt remained on her face. This girl, who seemed to have no gentleness or kindness whatsoever, lowered her head and whispered, "But he had such malice in doing this to you." She drooped her afro, looking extremely dejected, and whispered, "No matter what, brother... he's really bad."
She was somewhat bewildered, not understanding why Nangong Yao did this.
Even if you hate your stepmother and her children, why resort to such a vicious method?
This kind of malice coming from an adult man is chilling.
“It’s understandable that he hates you and wants to bully you, but he can’t do it this way.”
Shen Wangshu inexplicably twitched the corner of his mouth.
"So you think it's possible that he actually wanted to bully me, right?"
“I can cancel your credit card, or call you a burden, or slap you a few times, it’s no big deal.” The more Nangong Xiang spoke, the darker Shen Wangshu’s face became. She didn’t notice the girl’s expression above her head at all, and she said weakly while counting on her fingers with her head down, “I can lock you up, not give you food, and make you work as a servant in our family…” Such a continuous stream of ideas made Shen Wangshu look at her with new respect.
Knowing so much and speaking so fluently, it's clear that Nangong Xiang had already planned out how to bully him many times over.
What if she became Cinderella?
She took a deep breath to keep from burying the afro in the ground.
"You have quite a few ideas," she said with a forced smile.
"Of course." Nangong Xiang said proudly for a moment, then coughed, her eyes dimming again.
She can use these methods to bully people, but that doesn't mean she agrees with her brother's actions.
In her view, nothing is more disgusting than taking a girl's virginity, no matter how glamorous the guise, it is still filthy and shameless.
Nangong Xiang herself felt strange that she would have such a rebellious thought about her brother, whom she had always admired. However, after hesitating for a moment, she still grabbed her hair and said, "My brother holds grudges. You were lucky to escape this time, but you might not be so lucky next time."
She hadn't gone home and didn't know that Shen Wangshu had already left the Nangong family. She looked up at Shen Wangshu and said hesitantly, "Don't go back to the villa. You can live with me." Ever since Si Jiali married into the family, Nangong Xiang had been living in an apartment near the school.
She pursed her lips and snorted, saying, "The apartment may not be big, but it's definitely big enough to fit you."
"No need," Shen Wangshu said with a smile.
Her gaze softened considerably.
“My brother is lawless and will do whatever he wants. You’ll regret it if you don’t live with me!” Nangong Xiang threatened, baring her teeth.
Shen Wangshu continued to look at her with a smile, and seeing that she almost jumped up from his gaze, he said even more gently, "I moved out?"
"You've moved out?"
“Ah Xuan and I live at the Dongfang family’s house.” Seeing Nangong Xiang’s eyes widen, she patiently stroked her disheveled hair and said with a smile, “I’ll be alright. Ah Xuan is protecting me, so don’t worry.” She paused, not pressuring Nangong Xiang to go home and accept Si Jiali as her stepmother, but simply lowered her eyes and whispered, “Ah Xiang…”
She suddenly felt that she had called a girl that way in some other world. Although she couldn't quite remember the girl's face, the way she addressed her felt intimate.
"Let's be friends?" she said gently.
Nangong Xiang is the eldest daughter of the Nangong family, how could she possibly be friends with a burden like that!
She was about to refuse outright.
Shen Wangshu rubbed her wrists, revealing faint bruises from the binding.
The girl with the afro lost her momentum and hummed in response, offering no objection.
"As friends, the first thing we should do is wash your face." Shen Wangshu looked at Nangong Xiang's face, which was like a palette of colors, and the heavy makeup made her eyes hurt. She wet her handkerchief from the tap and began to wipe Nangong Xiang's face.
The girl was about to jump up again, but after Shen Wangshu looked down at her wrist, she silently squatted down again, letting Shen Wangshu wipe the heavy makeup off her face with a smile.
Beneath the heavy makeup lies a very beautiful and delicate face.
Don't let Nangong Cheng's ordinary-looking face fool you; both Nangong Yao and Nangong Xiang are incredibly beautiful.
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