Feast for Shengsheng

Xu Cheng frowned and looked at Nan Sheng in front of him: "Mr. Lu, it's too dangerous for Miss to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Cheng heard the sound of a car door opening.

Xu Cheng stopped talking.

Having been with Lu Shiyan for many years, Xu Cheng knew very well how much he cared about Nan Sheng.

So it is impossible for him to watch Nan Sheng get into trouble. To be more precise, he will not let Nan Sheng take any risks.

Nan Sheng practically grew up under Lu Shiyan's control.

Now Nan Sheng and Lu Shiyan are clamoring for freedom. In Xu Cheng's opinion, the most devastated person is probably Lu Shiyan.

But at this moment——

A young man in a gray sports suit ran quickly towards the river.

He has a thin figure and a handsome face, but the anxiety and concern in his eyes cannot be hidden.

He ran towards Nan Sheng.

Now, Xu Cheng didn't dare to say anything, and Lu Shiyan stopped opening the door.

He looked coldly in the direction of Nan Sheng and Song Xiao, who were walking side by side along the river.

Song Xiao was still holding Nan Sheng's shoes in his hand.

Oh, you liar who's full of lies.

"You don't need to report anything about Nan Sheng to me from now on." Lu Shiyan said gloomily with an expressionless face.

Xu Cheng didn't dare to say anything more and replied respectfully, "Yes."

"Let's go back." Lu Shiyan closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair and dozed off, saying no more.

Xu Cheng started the engine and the car quickly drove towards the Lu family villa.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely gloomy.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the gate of the Lu family villa that Lu Shiyan said coldly: "Investigate Song Xiao's situation thoroughly and tell me when you have sorted it out."

"Yes." Xu Cheng nodded.

Xu Cheng couldn't help but look at Lu Shiyan through the rearview mirror.

Didn’t he say before not to report Nan Sheng’s situation, but the next second he wanted to investigate the man who approached Nan Sheng?

But Xu Cheng didn't dare say more of this, for fear of being caught in the tail end of the typhoon.

Lu Shiyan got out of the car and walked towards the villa without looking back.

Xu Cheng immediately investigated all of Song Xiao's affairs and sent them to Lu Shiyan's email address overnight.

Lu Shiyan just looked at Song Xiao's information in his hand, and his palm gradually tightened.

Oh, this brat, still wet behind the ears, actually dared to touch his precious daughter.

wishful thinking.

Soon, the information in Lu Shiyan's hand turned into pieces of paper and fell to the ground.

He stood with his hands behind his back by the floor-to-ceiling window, and the air in the study became suffocating.

An undercurrent is surging.

……

at the same time--

"Nan Sheng." Song Xiao called Nan Sheng's name.

When Nan Sheng heard this, she felt like she was dreaming and turned around subconsciously.

Then, she saw Song Xiao running towards her anxiously, his hair still wet, obviously he had just taken a shower not long ago.

"What are you doing?" Song Xiao grabbed Nan Sheng's hand without thinking.

Song Xiao just came out of the shower when he received a WeChat call from Nan Sheng.

He didn't want to answer the call at first, but as luck would have it, Song Xiao picked it up.

Almost the moment the call was connected, it was hung up.

But Song Xiao keenly heard Nan Sheng crying.

So Song Xiao called Nan Sheng back without thinking, but the call was never connected.

Song Xiao looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and Nan Sheng did not reply to his message.

This was in stark contrast to Nan Sheng's lively appearance before.

In this situation, Song Xiao intuitively thought that something had happened to Nan Sheng, so he rushed out without thinking.

There were no buses at night, and it was the first time that Song Xiao had the luxury of taking a taxi.

But before he reached Nan Sheng's apartment, he saw Nan Sheng's figure by the river. He immediately stopped the car and rushed out.

I’m afraid Nan Sheng will do something stupid.

"Ah?" Nan Sheng was stunned by Song Xiao's question.

But when she saw Song Xiao, the man's anxious and flustered look broke Nan Sheng's suffocating mood.

Even the air began to become sweet.

"You are not at home so late at night, why do you come to a place like this?" Song Xiao asked Nan Sheng in a low voice.

Nan Sheng blinked and suddenly laughed out loud: "Senior, you're not afraid that I'll be so depressed that I'll commit suicide, are you? What's there that I can't get over?"

She has died once, so there is really nothing that can make her give up her life.

"Why didn't you say anything when WeChat called me and even hung up?" Song Xiao continued to ask with a frown.

Nan Sheng also explained seriously: "I pressed it accidentally, and then when I wanted to explain, I found that my phone was out of battery."

Nan Sheng smiled softly, "I didn't expect Senior to fight back."

After the words fell, Nan Sheng playfully nudged Song Xiao with her elbow: "Senior, are you worried about me?"

Song Xiao: "..."

He instantly felt uncomfortable because of Nan Sheng.

I don't know whether to admit it or deny it.

"Senior, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid. The world is so beautiful, why should I do something stupid? I still have a lot of things to finish." Nan Sheng took a deep breath and said seriously.

"If you're not doing anything stupid, why are you in a place like this so late at night?" Song Xiao didn't quite believe it.

Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao half-seriously and half-jokingly: "It's already midnight, a new day. Today is the anniversary of my parents' death. I suddenly missed them very much, so I came out for a walk, some fresh air, and to calm myself down."

Today is indeed the anniversary of Nan Sheng’s parents’ death, and Nan Sheng did not lie about this.

Many times, Nan Sheng envied those children who were spoiled by their parents.

Before her parents got into trouble, she was also cared for by them.

She is the apple of my eye.

But Nan Sheng can never go back to days like this.

Lu Shiyan still treated Nan Sheng as the apple of his eye, but this kind of doting made Nan Sheng feel suffocated.

In this life, she just wanted to escape, escape far away.

"Sorry." Song Xiao apologized quietly.

"Don't be sorry, senior." Nan Sheng seemed to be coaxing Song Xiao, "If you really feel sorry, just let me hug you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Sheng didn't even wait for Song Xiao's consent, and her slender arms wrapped around Song Xiao's waist.

She pressed her face against Song Xiao's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Very quiet and satisfying.

The moment Nan Sheng came close to him, Song Xiao felt the girl's faint fragrance coming towards him.

In an instant, Song Xiao was distracted.

But Song Xiao remained calm.

His hands subconsciously reached back to hug Nan Sheng.

But when Song Xiao touched Nan Sheng, his hand just stayed in the air.

"Senior, can you hug me?" Nan Sheng's voice was very low, and there was a hint of sobbing, as if she was suppressing her emotions.

"Okay." After a long time, Song Xiao responded.

This time, Song Xiao gently hugged Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng rubbed her face in Song Xiao's arms.

Like a coquettish kitten.

"Senior, can you walk with me?" Nan Sheng looked up and asked Song Xiao.