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She eagerly raised her little face.

"It's not what he said. Actually, last night I was with..."

She stopped abruptly when she met Sheng Yinian's eyes.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't look angry.

Yunmiao slowly withdrew from his embrace.

"You...aren't angry?"

Sheng Yinian looked down at her, his voice cold and clear.

"What are you angry about?"

His question made Yunmiao feel uncertain again.

"He just said... that I seduced him, so you don't suspect me...?"

As she spoke, her head drooped lower and lower, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Sheng Yinian lifted her chin to meet her gaze.

"Who is he to me?"

Yun Miao was a little confused: "A stranger?"

"Who are you to me?" Sheng Yinian asked again.

"Girlfriend...?" Yun Miao was even more confused. "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yinian leaned down slightly to meet her gaze.

"Why should I doubt my girlfriend because of what a stranger said?"

Yunmiao opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Does this mean he trusts her?

She gazed intently into his eyes.

It seems... to be true.

He seemed to genuinely trust her, even though she didn't explain anything.

But why did she still feel that his mood was off today?

After being together for so long, she really couldn't see through him at all.

"I understand." Yunmiao took his hand. "Let's go."

Sheng Yinian let her drag him outside.

As he left the hot pot restaurant, he casually uttered a single sentence.

"From now on, have someone accompany you when you go out."

Yun Miao paused, then suddenly turned around.

"I do not want."

She tried to shake off his hand, but he held it even tighter.

Sheng Yinian's expression remained calm, but his voice carried a strong tone.

"It's not up to you."

He took her hand, led her to the car, and opened the door.

Yunmiao reluctantly sat down.

"Sheng Yinian, let's discuss this again, okay? I don't want anyone following me when I go out; it makes me very uncomfortable."

Sheng Yinian bent down to fasten her seatbelt.

"What are you going to do if I don't get there on time tonight?"

How to do it?

Yunmiao hadn't really thought about this at the time.

"I...I bet he won't dare do anything to me."

"A bet?" Sheng Yinian stared at her with his dark eyes. "I can't afford to gamble, so there's no room for discussion on this."

As soon as she finished speaking, the car door closed in front of her.

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Yongxi Pavilion, exclusive private rooms.

The main light in the private room was off; only a few wall lamps in the corner were lit.

There was no smell of tobacco or alcohol, no noisy voices, and the air was crisp and clean.

The man leaned back on the sofa at the far end, his long legs casually crossed, his eyes lightly closed.

Shang Guangyao stood a few steps away from the sofa and did not move forward.

His breathing unconsciously softened.

Having dominated the business world for thirty years, he's seen it all.

But at this moment, he was standing in front of a young man, and his palms were sweating.

"Mr. Sheng, I've already dealt with Wang Qing. He can't stay in Beijing anymore, and he can't stay in his hometown either."

"Rest assured, from now on, this person will not appear in any situation where you and Miss Yun might be present."

"As for my good-for-nothing son, he was blind and offended Miss Yun. It was my fault for not disciplining him properly. If Mr. Sheng wants to blame someone, blame me."

"I'll definitely give him a good talking to when I get back, so he'll remember this lesson."

After Shang Guangyao finished speaking, he paused for a moment.

He wanted to wait and see how the man would react, but he didn't get anything in return.

A fine layer of sweat began to seep from Shang Guangyao's forehead.

"Mr. Sheng, what do you think... how about I make him kneel down and apologize to Miss Yun in person?"

The man still did not respond.

Cold sweat instantly slid down the middle-aged man's forehead and dripped onto the carpet.

He knew where the problem lay.

This outcome is not what the man wanted.

"Or... I could lock him up for a year... no... two years, confining him to the house. I'd watch over him myself, and he wouldn't be allowed to go anywhere."

After he finished speaking, he stared intently at the man's reaction.

The man lifted his eyelids and slowly looked over, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Shang Guangyao's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He knew this was a warning.

He also knew that he only had one last chance.

If you still can't satisfy a man, then the outcome is no longer up to him.

He closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and dug his nails into his palms.

"Mr. Sheng, I will send him out of the country tomorrow morning and never let him enter the country again."

"I will cut off everything he has abroad, including his money and resources."

"From now on, he will have to fend for himself abroad; he will no longer exist in the country."

After saying that, he held his breath and waited anxiously.

A moment later, the man slowly got up.

He picked up his dark gray suit jacket from the sofa armrest, draped it over his forearm, and walked out.

As he passed Shang Guangyao, the man slowed his pace and patted him on the shoulder.

"tonight."

The force was clearly very light, but Shang Guangyao's shoulder slumped down as if it had been pressed down by a heavy object.

"Okay, okay, I'll send him away tonight!"

He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

The man had already walked past him and headed towards the door of the private room.

Shang Guangyao's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the sofa.

It's 11 p.m.

A black Bugatti drove into the Zijian Villa.

"Sir, Miss Yun has already gone to bed."

"Also, Miss Yun didn't touch the matsutake chicken soup that Chef Pang made tonight."

Sheng Yinian nodded slightly and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

The wall lamp was on, but the light was dimmed.

The person on the bed has their back to this side.

The blanket was pulled up to his shoulders, leaving only a round back of his head exposed.

He gently closed the door and slowly walked to the bedside.

The little girl's breathing was very even, but it was too even, which made it seem a bit unnatural.

He watched quietly for a while, said nothing, and went into the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Yunmiao slowly turned over.

She cautiously opened her eyes a crack, and only when she found no one was there did she open them fully.

She had expected him to come tonight, but she didn't want to pay him any attention.

Having someone follow her when she goes out is indeed for her safety, but she just finds it hard to accept having someone follow her everywhere she goes.

A short while later, the bathroom door opened, and she quickly turned over.

Close your eyes and adjust your breathing.

The footsteps drew closer, and she knew he was looking at her.

The feeling of being watched from behind was so clear that her back felt slightly hot.

The blanket was pulled back, and the mattress sank in.

The next second, the man's arm reached out and landed on her waist.

She immediately rolled to the side without even realizing it.

The man's arm fell to the ground, resting on the empty bed sheet.

Her eyes were closed, but her breathing remained even.

After a moment of silence behind me, a very soft laugh rang out.

"You won't let me hug you?"