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Xiang-Nuan turned off her phone, her brow furrowing slightly.

Tao Junle noticed her troubled expression and asked sheepishly, "Did I cause you trouble today?"

She had confronted Gong-Nian in front of Shen Yanshi. What if Shen Yanshi held her responsible...

"No, Yanshi isn't so petty."

That might not be true, though. He appeared dignified and composed, but in reality, he was like the Angry God, never sparing anyone.

Xiang-Nuan stood up, "I should head back, there's a business event tomorrow."

"Why don't you stay at my place, just in case he comes back today?"

Xiang-Nuan offered a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, he won't."

After bidding Tao Junle farewell, Xiang-Nuan left the night behind and returned to Nanchun Bay Community.

The elevator door opened with a "ding," and she stood at the doorway, hesitating to enter.

She hadn't figured out how to face him yet, and exhaustion made her too weary to think.

Her phone buzzed. It was Shen Yanshi.

Her heart skipped a beat as she carefully answered.

"Are you standing at the door as punishment?"

Xiang-Nuan: "..."

She looked up, belatedly remembering the surveillance camera she had installed.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and walked in.

Shen Yanshi had just finished showering, dressed in loose home attire, his hair still damp, toweling it dry, his fluffy bangs hanging over his forehead. This was probably when he seemed most docile.

Of course, it was an illusion.

Xiang-Nuan entered, "Why are you here?"

She realized after speaking that it might be a pointless question. What other reason could Yanshi have for being here?

He didn't answer, instead asking her, "When did you get back?"

She had been on location in the mountains for the filming of "Strategist" for the past month, not leaving once.

She had only returned today because of an unavoidable business event tomorrow, and had decided to meet with Tao Junle, not expecting to run into them.

"Just got back tonight."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'll let you know next time."

Shen Yanshi approached her, his tall figure enveloping her, his imposing presence making her instinctively want to step back, but he blocked her, trapping her against him.

"Are you brushing me off?"

Xiang-Nuan bit her lip, looked down, hesitated, then spoke.

"About today, we didn't do it on purpose."

She glanced at him, his expression unreadable, and continued to explain, "It was just a quarrel, my friend is a bit impulsive, she just wanted to stand up for me without thinking of the consequences..."

His smile was enigmatic, "Are you implying that I came here to settle scores with you?"

Wasn't he?

She forced a smile, "Of course not, someone as magnanimous as you wouldn't hold a grudge over such a trivial matter, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Xiang-Nuan: "..."

"Have you thought it through?"

"Thought what through?"

His hand on her lower back moved up the cool zipper, reaching the tender skin of her neck.

"Have you figured out how you're going to plead with me this time?"

Feigning ignorance, Xiang-Nuan suggested, "Should I make you another batch of spare ribs?"

He unzipped her dress, his eyes darkening, "I'd advise you to consider something else."

"President Shen is supposed to be engaged, isn't this inappropriate?"

"Who said that?"

"The news did."

"The news also said you've been with Xia Zehua for a year."

She knew there was no escaping today, her hands clutching his home attire, she tiptoed to kiss his lips, biting him in a fit of pique.

He frowned slightly, took control by grasping the back of her neck, and kissed her deeply.

Her lower back hit the edge of the dining table, losing her balance, she clung to his clothes, helplessly allowing him to kiss her oppressively.