“I remember there was a family with the surname Beitang…” Shen Wangshu suddenly asked.
The family with this surname is the one Nangong Xiang married into in her previous life. The Beitang family is also an extremely wealthy family; although not as powerful as the Dongfang and Nangong families, they are still members of the trillion-dollar club.
These days... if you don't have hundreds of billions in assets, you're almost embarrassed to call yourself a wealthy family...
Shen Wangshu felt deeply saddened by the wealthy and powerful families of his previous lives. What was there to be proud of? In the eyes of the billionaire club, they were nothing more than small landlords from the countryside.
The most reliable way for Nangong Yao to cooperate with Beitang was through marriage, so he married his younger sister to an outstanding man from the Beitang family. However, this ruined Nangong Xiang's life.
Every wicked woman who offended Si Xin suffered the most tragic end.
Shen Wangshu didn't want Nangong Xiang to dream of those painful memories, but she felt she couldn't pretend not to know anything just because Nangong Xiang didn't remember. She hadn't really cared about that Beitang person back then, because Nangong Xiang wasn't the friend she was now.
But when she saw Nangong Xiang's unwavering protection of her past and present lives, and how she apologized to Si Chun in her past life, she also wanted to take away Nangong Xiang from her previous life. Seeing Dongfang Xuan nod, Shen Wangshu said softly, "I hate one person in their family."
"Who is it?" Dongfang Xuan asked curiously.
“Call him Beitanghe,” Shen Wangshu said calmly.
By the way, these days, if a wealthy family doesn't have a compound surname, they're embarrassed to show off.
"I understand," Dongfang Xuan said gently.
He looked at Shen Wangshu quietly, a smile on his face.
A slightly cool hand was placed on her cheek, and the boy's clear and gentle voice echoed in Shen Wangshu's ears.
"Rely on me a little more, Shushu. Whatever you want, I'm willing to do it for you."
He offered her his whole heart, and although it was hard work, he felt so fulfilled and happy.
The boy was so happy that his eyes and face were filled with the most beautiful smile.
Shen Wangshu felt extremely bitter inside.
She... doesn't know what she'll forget when this life ends and she returns to the raging fire of the golden space...
But now, she wants to remember every expression and every word of her beloved boy.
“Then I won’t do anything, and you’ll do everything for me, okay?” she asked gently.
Dongfang Xuan's face radiated joy. He nodded vigorously, grasped Shen Wangshu's hand, and pressed his face against her palm, as if this was all it took to be happy.
“Beitang He, I’ve got it.” He said, his eyes sparkling.
He wouldn't ask Shen Wangshu why she resented Beitang He; he only knew that this was someone Shushu disliked and wanted to deal with, and that was enough.
The two of them clung to each other endlessly, until A-Ye carried Nangong Xiang and threw her into the car. She struggled, pressing her face against the car window, glaring angrily at the two radiant guys who made her so jealous, and kicked A-Ye in the process.
The top assassin didn't care about the light kick at all, nor was he the innocent boy who would be satisfied with just grabbing someone's hand. Don't be fooled by the assassin's innocent appearance; the innocence of a grown man is completely different from that of a boy. Ah Ye let himself be kicked, then leaned over and pushed Nangong Xiang into the car!
"What, what are you doing?!"
Inside the closed carriage, I was confined to my seat, with a cold and handsome man on top of me, exuding a dangerous and intimidating aura. What was going on?
The aggressive aura of an adult man lingered around the girl, and Nangong Xiang suddenly felt suffocated.
She soon found herself unable to breathe.
A fierce and passionate kiss suddenly landed, sealing her lips tightly. As the inexperienced girl opened her mouth, a warm and eager tongue probed into it, stealing her breath.
Both the kiss and the forceful pressure against her made Nangong Xiang feel weak all over. She felt suffocated, but for some reason, as his tongue searched for hers and entangled with hers, she felt a blankness in her mind, an incomparable pleasure. Her gaze was unfocused, feeling the powerful man's dominance, and her mind involuntarily drifted to her dreams.
She didn't say anything to Shen Wangshu, because that would be too painful and would make her burden worry about her.
She dreamed that she was living in a small, dark room, suffocating, dark, with no windows and only a small iron door.
No one spoke to her, and there was no sound at all, except for a tiny sound when the small window on the small door was opened during mealtimes.
She didn't know how long she spent in that silent, cramped room, only feeling fear and anxiety, which eventually drove her mad.
That madness was so intense that even when she woke up crying from a dream, she felt immense fear.
Why... if I dream of my past life, was that the outcome of my past life?
The pain of being unable to get ahead made Nangong Xiang relax when she felt Aye's strength and power, as if he could protect her at any time. She entrusted all her anxieties to this man. She held Aye's arm and made soft, almost inaudible sounds, but after she felt truly at ease, she felt Aye withdraw his tongue and slowly release her.
The man's handsome face carried an indescribable charm, and clear saliva stained the corner of his mouth. He licked his lower lip, and at that moment, the listless Nangong Xiang suddenly felt that this was truly a devilishly charming man.
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