Shang Xian had a complete grasp of men's emotional psychology, or perhaps even his own...
Fortunately, Shang Xian tells him everything and trusts him enough not to hide anything from him.
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Ning Beiyao entered the bedroom and gently closed the door.
After dropping Shang Xian off, he was dragged out for drinks by Chu Xichen and Tang Dongyu.
Chu Xichen apologized to him. Lin Nuoer had spoken without thinking, and as her husband, he couldn't be so careless. It wouldn't matter if it were someone else, but Ning Beiyao was his brother, and he couldn't possibly let his brother feel uncomfortable.
He only just got back. He threw his suit jacket on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and headed to the bathroom.
Hearing the splashing water, Shang Xian remained silent, the phone she was holding in her hand emitting a white light.
Only a small, pale yellow light was on in the bedroom, making the still-lit phone in Shang Xian's hand appear glaringly bright.
After a long while, Ning Beiyao came out of the bathroom. He felt much more refreshed after being showered, and the effects of the alcohol had also worn off.
He was wearing a black bathrobe, with a sharply defined face, delicate features, and short hair with water droplets clinging to it; he looked like a character straight out of a comic book.
He quickly noticed Shang Xian's still-glowing phone. Her delicate back was facing him, and his gaze softened instantly. He walked quietly to her.
Judging from her appearance, she must have fallen asleep while holding her phone. Ning Beiyao shook his head helplessly, and his hand stopped abruptly just as he touched her phone.
There were only two people in my contacts, and his name wasn't on it. I felt a mix of emotions, not so much jealousy, but rather a possessive streak.
Ji Li is on the contact list, and he can overlook that, but you're telling me that the second one is only marked with one word, "Ou"? Who is this?
You didn't save my number, fine, but you actually saved other people's numbers?
Ning Beiyao took a deep breath. He was angry, but he still knew his limits.
He took the phone from Shang Xian's hand, and Shang Xian slowly opened her eyes, looking at him with a confused expression.
"Did I disturb you?" Ning Beiyao smiled lightly, pressed the power button on his phone, and placed it on the white bedside table.
"You're back?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
Ning Beiyao got onto the bed from the other side, gently pulled her into his arms while lying diagonally, and looked down at her: "You're different today."
A look of doubt flickered in Shang Xian's eyes.
Ning Beiyao gently rubbed his thumb against Shang Xian's cool lips: "So you're willing to talk to me now, but your eyes and actions reveal resistance." He chuckled and continued, "You're really dishonest..."
If he hadn't said those things to her while drunk today, he would never have said them; after all, it was unnecessary.
Shang Xian turned her head away, still as indifferent as ever: "Because I know this is just asking for trouble."
Ning Beiyao frowned, wrapped one arm around her waist, lifted her up, and leaned her against his other arm.
"Sweetie, tell me who bullied you," he asked Shang Xian gently, his demeanor completely different from just moments before.
"This is your place. I'm afraid they might all want me dead." A look of pain appeared on Shang Xian's face. This was not an act; she was really in pain.
Ning Beiyao tightened his grip on her shoulder, remaining silent with his thin lips slightly pursed.
He knew that when a person is extremely vulnerable, she will be afraid of everyone around her, including her closest relatives...
This reminded him that when Ji Yi first married into the Ning family, someone did indeed want to kill her.
He suppressed the matter, and no one mentioned it to Ji Yi.
Looking at her pale face, Ning Beiyao couldn't help but kiss her forehead.
"Come to the company with me tomorrow, that way no one will hurt you." Ning Beiyao's gentle voice truly shocked Shang Xian.
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