But Xiang Nuan couldn't stop crying. It was really strange. Among the female stars in the industry, there was no one who didn't make her way up through shady material. She had experienced so many storms and was already mentally prepared.
As for the bad comments on the Internet, she thought she had already gotten used to them.
But today she suddenly seemed not used to it again. She felt extremely aggrieved when she heard Shen Yanshi's voice, as if he was the most aggrieved person in the world.
Ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce parked next to the commercial vehicle.
Shen Yanshi opened the door and walked over. The driver quickly opened the door. Shen Yanshi held the top of the car with one hand and leaned in. He saw Xiang Nuan sitting in the car with red eyes and tears on his face. Not done yet.
My vision was not very good at night, and I didn't turn on the lights in the car. Only the dim street lights came through, and I couldn't see her face clearly. Only her foggy eyes were particularly eye-catching, and the tears that were about to overflow were like reflections, stinging. His heart ached.
She was still choking, but she was very proud to wipe the tears on her face with the back of her hand. She didn't know how many times she wiped the tears, and her porcelain-white face was all red.
"Why are you so fast?"
The anger he was originally filled with seemed to have completely dissipated in this moment: "You are crying like this and I can slow down?"
She was stunned, looking at his heavy-eyed face, and pursed her lips a little aggrievedly.
He couldn't see her like this, he felt so distressed that he wanted to cut those turtles into pieces immediately, but he still coaxed her harshly.
"Looking at how hopeless you are, how big of a deal is it for you to cry like this?"
Xiang Nuan suddenly leaned forward and hugged him, rubbing her wet face against his chest, grabbing his suit jacket with both hands, choking and speechless.
He raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair: "Stop crying, it will be fine."
She asked angrily: "Aren't you angry?"
Is he still angry when she cries like this? This almost makes him feel so damn distressed!
He snorted coldly: "I'll settle the score with you later."
He let out a deep breath, first grabbed her wrist, pulled her out of the car, then opened the passenger door of his car and put her in.
He walked around the car, returned to the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
He didn't take her back to Nanchun Bay. Now that this incident has come out, countless reporters are waiting there. He took her to a villa under his name, where he used to live.
This villa area is more private, his house is at the innermost, and when you drive in, it becomes quieter and quieter as you walk.
Finally stopped.
"We're here, get off the car."
He opened the door and got out of the car. Xiang Nuancai slowly unbuckled his seat belt, and he pulled her in.
After opening the door and turning on the light, her face became clear.
He frowned: "My eyes are swollen like this."
Xiang Nuan stopped crying now. Thinking of his gaffe just now, he felt embarrassed again and sniffed: "I didn't sleep well yesterday."
"You sit down for a while."
Then he went to the kitchen, opened the freezer, took out a pack of ice cubes, and wrapped it in a towel.
Xiang Nuan was very honest now. He probably knew that he had done something wrong, so he sat on the sofa obediently. His eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at him honestly.
Shen Yanshi sneered in her heart. It turned out that she knew how to look at his face, and her usual perfunctory treatment of him was indeed intentional.
"Close your eyes and I'll put ice on your eyes." He said in a bad tone.
Xiang Nuan raised her head and closed her eyes. He stood in front of her and put an ice towel on her eyes.
"What happened today?" he finally asked.
But Xiang Nuan was not afraid at all now. Her voice was still hoarse, but she was full of dissatisfaction.
"A waiter spilled coffee on me. I thought about going back to the room to clean it up. Amy and the makeup artist were also separated. I was the only one in the room, but then Qin An suddenly came in."
Shen Yanshi's tone became much gloomier: "Is it Qin An's fault?"
"No!" She hurriedly took his hand, pulled away the cold towel on her eyes, and explained: "It's not him. He also heard that someone was trying to harm me and was worried that something would happen to me, so he broke in."
Chen Yanshi's eyes were a little cold, with a sneer: "You believe what he says? What if he directs and acts by himself?"
Xiang Nuan originally wanted to argue a few more words, but as soon as he saw his gloomy eyes, a chill ran down his back, and his desire to survive suddenly came up, so he immediately chose to go along with what he said.
She swallowed: "What you said makes sense."
But he suddenly grabbed her face and said in a serious tone: "Do you really think it makes sense?"
Xiang Nuan: "..."
Shen Yanshi snorted coldly, let go of his hand, and continued to apply ice to her eyes: "How did Qin An get in?"
"He said he picked up the key card at the door. Later we were trapped in the room. I realized something was wrong and wanted to push him out quickly, but I took a look through the peephole. In just two minutes, there were people outside the corridor. It’s already packed with reporters.”
"I didn't want to open the door at the time, but suddenly a waiter came and opened the door, saying that I had ordered room service. This was obviously intentional!"
Shen Yanshi's face darkened: "It's really a big game."
This is obviously to punish Xiang Nuan to death.
"For this to happen, there must be collusion with the hotel." Shen Yanshi suddenly thought of something and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Xiang Nuan's event today is at the Mingting Hotel, which is the property of the Cao family.
His eyes were a bit sinister, but his tone was restrained and gentle: "After applying your eyes, you can go to bed first. We'll talk about everything tomorrow. No matter how big the storm on the Internet is, it won't hit you, so don't worry."
Xiang Nuan has actually settled down. She has settled down from the moment she saw Shen Yan.
She pulled away his hand that was applying ice to her, and looked up at him with wet eyes: "Why didn't you ask me?"
"What do I ask you for?"
"Ask me if I am really with Qin An..."
Her voice faltered and she pursed her lips.
He cared so much about Qin An that she thought he would immediately wonder if she and Qin An were still disconnected after seeing the news, and if they were really entangled behind his back.
But he didn't ask a word.
It was as if he believed she was innocent from beginning to end.
In fact, the person behind this scheme not only wanted her to be ruined, but also wanted Shen Yanshi to misunderstand her and even break up with her, so she was always afraid.
But it was clear that the game had been successful and the only people who misunderstood her were people outside. Shen Yan still believed her.
She felt astringent in her heart, with an indescribable feeling.
He sneered: "I forgive you for not having the courage."
Xiang Nuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked away, feeling a little frustrated, and stopped looking at him.
How annoying!
"Lie down and apply it, your neck is bent."
She lay down on the sofa, took the ice towel from his hand, and put it on her eyes, not wanting to look at him.
Shen Yanshi sat on the sofa and held the ice pack in her hands. She relaxed her hands and simply closed her eyes.
Maybe she was tired from crying, or maybe she felt relaxed, but as soon as she closed her eyelids, she felt drowsy and sleepy swept over her.
While enjoying the feast, he heard her even and shallow breathing, brought an ice pack, and saw that she had fallen asleep.
Her eyes were still swollen, there were some tears on her face, and her hands were rubbing the tears and they were red. She looked embarrassed and pitiful.
He caressed her face gently with his fingertips, his gloomy eyes looked a little distressed, and he was silent for a long time before speaking slowly.
"I just think you should love me too."
