Tang Yanqi sat obediently to the side, her eyes focused on the chessboard on the table, looking quite attentive, but in reality, she didn’t understand it at all.
Tang Ruhai kept smiling on the surface, but just a glance at the board would tell you that he really couldn’t smile; Sheng Jianan’s chess style was sharp, forceful, and domineering, leaving Tang Ruhai no chance of winning.
With a few moves, the ga was resolved, and Sheng Jianan stood up: "It’s late, we’ll head off now, goodbye."
Polite and distant, not a word extra.
Tang Ruhai bead: "Alright, alright, be careful on the way. Wanwan, Jianan is busy with work, you should care for him more."
Tang Yanqi nodded, still gentle and obedient, still with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
Under the watchful eyes of Tang Ruhai and Shen Wanqing, Tang Yanqi got into Sheng Jianan’s car, and as the door closed and the engine started, Tang Yanqi slumped down entirely, but found it sowhat amusing.
Looking at Tang Ruhai’s constant smile, looking at Shen Wanqing’s dignified and graceful deanor.
From the mont Sheng Jianan entered the Tang Family, he carried an air of self-importance, without any semblance of a son-in-law, yet still, they maintained that respectful facade, ha...
Only the words "ha" could describe the nauseating pretense.
As the car left the community, Tang Yanqi suddenly spoke, "Could you stop for a mont?"
Sheng Jianan glanced sideways at her, "Sothing wrong?"
"I’m going back to school, so I won’t trouble Mr. Sheng."
Tang Yanqi returned to that calm deanor, clearly drawing a line with him, Sheng Jianan frowned, did this woman know how annoying she looked like this?
With a sharp brake, Sheng Jianan stopped the car, not caring that they were on the main road. Tang Yanqi unbuckled the seatbelt, ready to get out, only to find that she couldn’t open the door; the lock was on, and Sheng Jianan hadn’t unlocked it.
Calmly turning back, "This..."
Before she finished, Sheng Jianan suddenly leaned over. The car, being small, brought them closer, and an uncontrollable sense of intimacy arose.
Tang Yanqi’s heart tightened, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and her eyebrows furrowed.
"Tang Yanqi, why are you blushing?"
Sheng Jianan didn’t miss the panic in Tang Yanqi’s eyes, which sohow put him in a better mood. So she wasn’t just that cold facade after all.
He leaned back a little, and Tang Yanqi shifted her gaze away from Sheng Jianan: "Mr. Sheng, please don’t joke. Open the door, or else the dormitory will lock up."
After a pause, Tang Yanqi added, "I don’t think Mr. Sheng would want to return to the villa either."
She had regained her composure, and those words were really...unsettling.
Sheng Jianan let out a cold laugh, "Of course!"
"Then please..."
Before Tang Yanqi finished, she heard a "click," the sound of the car door unlocking, and she gave a slight smile, "Thank you."
She opened the car door and got out.
With her feet touching the ground, Tang Yanqi felt a wave of dizziness. At the Tang Family, she kept herself strong, and in front of Sheng Jianan, she also kept up the facade, but now she really felt she couldn’t hold on.
A splitting headache, her whole body felt faint, her steps unsteady, and with her last bit of strength, after hearing Sheng Jianan’s car drive away, she stumbled and fell to the ground.
Tang Yanqi tried to get up, but her legs were too weak. All she’d had the whole day was a bit of porridge. Just now at the Tang Family, maybe no one noticed that she hadn’t actually eaten much; the table full of dishes were all to Sheng Jianan’s liking, either too greasy or too raw.
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