Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 118 Return the favor

After a while, Ning Zhiyuan came in, leaving a trail of water stains behind him.

He was soaked to the bone, his neat buzz cut glistening with moisture. Even after being drenched in the rain for a while, his back remained ramrod straight, as if nothing in the world could bring him down.

His gaze remained fixed on Nan Wu, who, fearing that Xiao Ruonan might notice something, quickly turned her face away.

"Miss Xie!"

"You're overthinking it. If Miss Nan hadn't spoken up for you, I wouldn't have let you in. Hurry up and thank her!" Xiao Ruonan reminded her coldly.

Ning Zhiyuan turned to face Nan Wu and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Miss Nan!"

Nan Wu nodded in response, then looked at Xiao Ruonan and said, "Fifth Miss, the rain has stopped, I'll be going now. I'll come to visit you another day!"

"Then you'd better keep your word! Otherwise, I'll come looking for you!" Xiao Ruonan teased with a smile, then she ordered Ning Zhiyuan, "A-Lie, go see Miss Nan off!"

Ning Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, then followed Nan Wu's footsteps.

He didn't understand. Didn't Xiao Ruonan dislike him getting close to Nan Wu? Why then did she arrange for him to see her off?

Nan Wu's car was parked outside the Xiao family's old residence. The two remained silent the whole way, acting as if they were strangers, like bodyguards and guests, until they walked out the gate.

"Thank you, Miss... Nan!"

The word "Sakura" was on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it back down bitterly.

Now, he doesn't even deserve to call her name.

Nan Wu smiled politely, but her attitude was extremely cold. "I'm just returning a favor. Don't worry about it!"

After saying that, he drove away.

Returning a favor...

Ning Zhiyuan watched the car disappear into the distance and gave a bitter smile.

She doesn't even want to owe him a favor, which shows how much she hates him now.

"Brother Shen, the person is gone!"

Hearing Song Hao's disapproving voice, Xiao Shen finally looked away, tilting his head to glare at him, "You think you're so blind? Didn't I see it?"

Song Hao was left speechless by the rebuttal.

Xiao Shen tilted his head to light a cigarette, revealing a sharp and cold line on his side. His eyes were dark and deep, like a black whirlpool on the sea, hiding unpredictable danger.

He didn't speak, and Song Hao didn't dare to speak either, only vaguely sensing a chill emanating from his boss.

After he finished half a cigarette, he asked, "You said there's no clear picture of the man who appeared at the hotel last time?"

"No, really no, they're completely covered up, you can't even see their eyes, they must have come prepared!" Song Hao emphasized repeatedly.

Xiao Shen lazily swallowed the phlegm, chewing on those words with a profound meaning: "Can't even see..."

This is like trying to hide something obvious. If he wasn't afraid of being recognized by acquaintances, why would he be so armed?

"Investigate this Ah Lie, the more detailed the better!"

As soon as Nan Wu returned, Nan Dongxue kept asking her about the outcome, making it seem as if he was the one who got married.

Nan Wu replied, "Don't worry, in a week, I'll be the eldest grandson's wife of the Xiao family!" Jiang Rourou retorted sarcastically, "Sister, don't be so sure of yourself. What if it doesn't work out? You'll disappoint Dad so much. I understand how you feel. We'll all face things together. There's no need to lie to everyone like this!"

Nan Wu glanced at her and chuckled, "Whether I'm lying or not, you'll find out in seven days!"

Close the door.

"Rou Rou, didn't you already report that little bitch's dirty deeds to Young Master Xiao? Why are you still..."

Jiang Rourou scoffed, "Mom, you believe what that little bitch says? Don't think I don't know, this is just a delaying tactic. Who knows what shady plans she has up her sleeve? I want to see how Nan Wu will marry Brother Jiayang in seven days!"

Although this made sense, Jiang Xue was still uneasy. "Rou Rou, why don't you go and find out some information from Young Master Xiao first? That way we'll have a better understanding of the situation. If that little bitch is really lying to us, then we'll see how we make her look bad!"

Nanwu told Fang Lanxin about this and told her to be prepared to call the real Nanwu back to China.

Fang Lanxin didn't react much: "Until the wedding is over, no one knows what will happen. As long as you marry Xiao Jiayang, I promise I'll keep my word!"

Nan Wu patted her chest confidently, "You'll see this time!"

Jiang Rourou was going to find Xiao Jiayang to confirm whether Nan Wu's words were true or false. In order to mend their relationship, she specially changed into a very sexy set of lingerie and even dressed up carefully and sprayed perfume.

She believed that as long as she used a few more sweet words and put in more effort in bed, Xiao Jiayang would definitely fall in love with her again.

Jiang Rourou waited at the usual spot for a while before hearing the doorbell ring. She tidied her hair and hurried to open the door.

"Brother Jiayang, what's wrong with you...?"

"Snapped!"

Xiao Jiayang slapped Jiang Rourou across the face, sending her spinning around before she crashed into a chair and fell to the ground.

She covered her face in a daze, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. "Brother Jiayang, why, why did you hit me?"

Xiao Jiayang was furious and grabbed her head. "How dare you ask? Jiang Rourou, you traitor! I really misjudged you to trust you so much!"

Jiang Rourou's face was almost distorted from being pulled so hard. "Brother Jiayang, what did I do wrong? You must have misunderstood. Let go first, and we can talk slowly!"

Snapped!
A stack of photos was thrown in her face.

"These photos were given to Nan Wu, weren't they?"

Looking at the familiar photo on the ground, Jiang Rourou was speechless. "I...she...Brother Jiayang, please listen to me..."

"Snapped!"

Xiao Jiayang raised his hand and slapped her again. "You bitch, you slut! If it weren't for you, would Nan Wu have the ability to control me? Do you just want to see me get away with this? Huh?"

Jiang Rourou shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "No, Brother Jiayang, I... I was just jealous that Nanwu was going to marry you, so I wanted to use those photos to anger and provoke her. I love you so much, how could I not want to see you doing well?"

"Love me? You call this love? You idiot! If these photos fall into my grandfather's hands, the first person I'll kill is you. If I'm not doing well, I'll drag you down with me!"

Jiang Rourou crawled to Xiao Jiayang's feet, grabbing his trouser leg. "Brother Jiayang, I was wrong. I was naive. If I had known it would cause you this kind of trouble, I would never have done it. Please forgive me."

"Get out! I don't want to see you right now!" Xiao Jiayang growled, pointing at the door, his eyes glaring like copper.

Jiang Rourou cried and clung to his leg, refusing to let go. "Please, Jiayang-ge, I can't live without you. Just forgive me, and I'll do anything!"

The last sentence made Xiao Jiayang's eyes light up. He loosened his tie, and a cunning glint flashed in his eyes.