Chapter 14 Nacht "I can't touch it?"

As soon as the voice fell, you could hear a pin drop in the entire living room and even every corner of the villa.

It's too quiet.

It was so quiet that Nacht seemed to understand human language. He lifted his little head, tiptoed, and blinked to observe his mother, his eyes sparkling with incredible thoughts.

Xie Xianshen, who was rubbing against it wildly, also looked up. His dark eyebrows and eyes were closely aligned with hers, and he paused slightly.

That's not something she would say.

"Want to take this opportunity to take revenge on me?"

The man lowered his eyelashes, and the unclear emotions in his eyes were hidden. His tone was indifferent, but the ending tone was slightly raised, obviously he did not believe her.

After all, almost every time they get along, they either quarrel with each other or are on the way to quarrel with each other.

If you really want to say something in a peaceful and gentle manner, doubts will immediately come to you.

But he curled his lips.

Xie Xianshen, you are suffering from paranoia, and your illness is quite serious.

Although she rebuked him in her heart, in order to avoid being in a low position in principle and to prevent him from using the misunderstanding to rebuke her in the future, it would be better for everyone if the favor was repaid early.

She ignored what he said and reached out to hold the two cotton swabs he had just taken out of the cotton swab box between her fingertips.

"Turn it over." She was unhappy because you took my kindness for nothing.

Quezhan actually couldn't look directly at the scratches on his back, the marks that were either deep or shallow. Every time she gently touched a certain spot with a cotton swab, her heartbeat would inevitably speed up, physiologically.

The scene of them entangled together that night flashed before his eyes.

She sat on one side of the sofa and he was in front of her.

The light from the dark source slanted over and cast shadows of both of them, but only his was visible. His shoulders were very broad, completely covering up the thinness of her body.

The cotton swab touched a wound, but suddenly stopped. After thinking for a second, he repeated the scratching action again, "I misunderstood you about the drugging."

"Are you apologizing?"

They were heading in the same direction. She couldn't see his expression, but she could hear his voice very clearly.

She was stunned, she was hit by what he said.

But she didn't want to admit it, and even more didn't want to throw away the pride that she held in her heart. "No, I'm just explaining the situation."

"Don't feel guilty."

"No."

"..."

"That's right!"

The atmosphere returned to silence, and Nacht was frightened by his mother's voice again, but this time he didn't lie down, because the little guy had gotten what he wished and was slowly stroked on the back by Xie Xianshen, over and over again. The cold white skin of his broad palm formed a sharp contrast with the little guy's pure black body.

It seemed that the little devil liked him from the first moment he saw him.

It even went so far as to "rebel" against its mother in public.

Quezhan is used to using her left hand, so she can be considered half left-handed. She held the cotton swab between her fingertips. After she had wiped all the old ones, she bent down and replaced them with a new one.

Just as I took the two cotton swabs in my hand, the phone on the table rang.

It was a video call from Xunang, probably asking her how the drugging incident was going.

But he hung up the phone.

The call was called back within a few seconds and she hung up again.

Xie Xianshen glanced sideways and noticed, "Don't answer it?"

Coincidentally, the third call came.

Baby...why are you so persistent?

Que Zhan paused for a moment to calm down. The phone was still ringing. It was the third time he hung up and there would probably be a fourth time.

She picked up.

"Angang."

"Baby!" Xunang frowned at her across the camera. This was the first time she hung up her video call. She was unhappy, "I called you so many times, and you didn't answer. You never hung up on me before."

Yes, she never hung up.

Today is really the first time, but now, Xie Xianshen is here, and he hasn’t put on his shirt yet...

Quezhan deliberately stepped back to avoid him in the camera, "It's my bad."

"What's the matter with you calling, baby? I'm going to bed soon."

Xun Ang called to ask her how the drugging incident was handled. Thinking of her misunderstanding of Xie Xianshen, she would lose face if she really told him, so Quezhan deliberately skipped it and explained everything else word for word.

As soon as she stopped talking, she heard him chuckle at the words.

It seemed that there was a subtle sarcasm in the laughter, so soft and quiet that it was easily overlooked.

"I seemed to hear some other noise, was there someone?"

Quezhan pretended to look around, "No, it's not a person. Nacht just sneezed, and the little devil is running around being very naughty."

She had helped him treat the wound, so what did he mean by laughing?

She should be taking revenge on him.

"It's getting late, An'ang, you should get up too..."

Quezhan said simply and was about to hang up the phone. Before she could finish her words, she saw that she had deliberately distanced herself from Xie Xianshen, but he leaned over and responded.

This time he didn't have his back to her, he was facing her. He raised his hand, and his strong and powerful arm passed directly in front of the camera. It was an abrupt movement, but he subconsciously tilted his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

The straight and curved blue veins on the back of the man's palm extended from the wrist bone downwards, dormant in the white skin, slightly protruding, and the finger bones and knuckles were also particularly clear. The moment he entered the camera, the tension and desire filled the entire screen.

The most crucial thing that Xunang caught was the silver ring on the other person's ring finger.

She almost yelled.

"Things," he said.

Xunang was going even crazier. What the hell was this, a T? ! What on earth happened on the other side!

But he lied to her and said there was no one there.

The husband is hidden in the golden house!

He hung up the call tactfully, and the shock he felt from the message brought him back to his senses. Then he realized what had made his nerves tense.

It was too late for her to explain...

He wanted to treat the wound, so it was natural for him to take a cotton swab, but he didn't take this cotton swab earlier or later, and it happened that when Xunang called her on video, he was caught on camera, and he took the one from her hand specifically!

"Xie Xianshen, you did this on purpose." She had deliberately widened the distance, but now it had been shortened to just a few centimeters.

"The thing is in your hand, why can't I touch it?"

"..."

"Are you going to blame me for doing it on purpose?" He was referring to her intentional words, "We've already obtained the certificate, and we don't have a relationship that can't be seen in public."

"Miss Que, what you mean by that is that I'm not a human?"

Xie Xianshen lowered his eyebrows slightly, and the change in his expression was extremely subtle and difficult to discern, but it turned his indifferent and arrogant side into a sinister one, "Then who am I?"

He turned sideways and stared at her, "The ghost that's haunting you?"

She met his gaze and listened to the last word of his epilogue. For just a moment, her heart seemed to be trapped and bitten by some sharp-toothed evil beast.

A sudden feeling of suffocation engulfed my bones.

"I just made up an excuse." Quezhan avoided his gaze to hide her rising guilt, "Do you take it seriously?"

In that situation, she just wanted to have as few problems as possible. Does it matter whether the reason is true or false?

It doesn't matter at all.

Xie Xianshen ignored her words. He took the cotton swab from her hand and continued to use the ointment to scratch his wound.

At the same moment, Quezhan discovered that the hand holding the ointment had a tattoo tightly wrapped around the wrist. It was a long and thin line in pure ink, with Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit.

Not understanding Buddhist scriptures, she couldn’t understand what they meant.

But in the few seconds when the view was frozen, a hazy hidden highlight seemed to be visible under the tattoo.

Like - a scar.

Why does he have a scar on his wrist?

"Have you finished your apology?"

His voice brought her back to reality.

What apology? This is not an apology at all.

She also helped him deal with his wounds. As long as he felt comfortable with it mentally, that was enough. She didn't owe him anything anyway.

"I'll say it again, this is not an apology." Quezhan was about to stand up, but his peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of another mark on his back.

At the lower left side of the shoulder blade, the area around the mark has turned bruised and slightly purple.

It was when she threw the bag on his back.

"..."

Quezhan stretched out his hand, picked up Nacht and stood up. He simply turned a blind eye to it and hurriedly walked up the stairs back to his room.

Remembering that Xun Ang hadn't given any explanation yet, I made a video call, but was hung up within a second.

Exactly the same routine as when she didn't answer the phone.

An'ang: [I understand, right~]

But his head was full of question marks and he typed every word very quickly: [Baby, what do you know...]

An'ang: [It's not just playing on the sofa! 】

Angang:【Starry Eyes.jpg】

Quezhan replied with a voice message the next second: “No...!”

Angang: “Then what are you doing? You lied to me and said there was no one here.”

Freiheit: “That’s not important.”

If she said that she was helping Xie Xianshen heal his scratches and misunderstood his guilt, she would definitely be laughed at by Xunang.

"Not important?" Xun Ang asked back in a raised tone, "I think he doesn't seem to be wearing a shirt."

"..." He was choked with words.

"...treat the wound." He didn't mention what kind of wound he was going to treat, as he couldn't afford to lose face again.

Xunang's focus was not here, and he didn't think about the source of the wound, but the next message he received almost made Quezhan choke.

An An: What’s his figure like? 】

Freiheit:【I won’t reply if it’s not a serious question. 】

Angang:【What's not serious about it! 】

In three seconds, Xunang sent ten emoticons to protest, but just listened to the reminder tone as a sleep aid.

However, that question...she seemed like she really couldn't lie. His figure was...pretty good, although she didn't want to admit it.

Even when she fell into an unconscious dream, she dreamed of helping Xie Xianshen wipe his wounds at night.

She did not ignore the bruise on his back, but moved her hand and gently covered it with her palm.

-

The work of being the spokesperson for the Encre series is more complicated than Que Zhan expected. The company has been running back and forth for a whole week before the progress of the project cooperation is about to be finalized. As for the specific matters of the cooperation, Shi Dongen has relaxed but not completely. He just said that he can make time. As for whether the deal can be concluded, it depends on Rokori's sincerity.

I've been busy with work this week, but I'm tired both physically and mentally. I fall asleep as soon as I get home and hit the bed.

She and Xie Xianshen had the same working hours, but he came home later than her. In addition, they lived in separate rooms, so the number of times they met became increasingly rare.

Their relationship returned to equilibrium.

Quezhan was very happy. This was the best thing that could happen.

Shi Dongen's agent sent her a location. The cooperation was not to be discussed in the company, but in a private restaurant.

But he simply replied that the time would pass, then he turned off the screen of his phone and continued to wait on the street.

She was waiting for someone, Meng Xie.

The Aston Martin suddenly broke down on the road, probably due to a problem with the engine. The insurance company has been contacted to handle the towing follow-up.

Meng Xie happened to call and said he was nearby and would be here in about five minutes.

A silver Porsche Cayenne was approaching slowly from the north. Even though it was more than ten meters away, I recognized it like a conditioned reflex.

The car stopped on the side of the street, the window was rolled down, and a familiar voice entered her ears: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Quezhan was sitting in the passenger seat. Normally, after work in the evening, she should be at a cocktail party with singing and dancing, instead of giving up her personal free time to work overtime.

It happened that the car broke down again, and she complained unhappily: "I have to discuss cooperation even when I'm in a bad mood. I'm really afraid that I will lose my temper in public."

"Haven't you negotiated it yet?"

"No, the client is difficult to deal with."

"You can change someone else if you can't negotiate it."

Just like, she didn't have to choose Xie Xianshen for this marriage, she could choose him too.

Que Zhan analyzed the specific issues specifically. "Shi Dong'en has a strange temper, but cooperation is about benefits."

When they arrived at the place, she got out of the car, turned around, folded her arms on the edge of the car window and bent slightly: "Thank you. You can just go, I'll take a taxi back after the cooperation is discussed."

"There is a dinner restaurant with good food on Chengyuan Road. I recommend you to go there. The order will be charged to my account. Bye."

He watched her gradually leaving back from the main driver's seat, and his heart felt empty.

The floral scent lingering on her body in the car became much thinner, diluted layer by layer by the air that suddenly rushed in until it disappeared completely.

...

Quezhan followed the waiter's instructions all the way to the reserved box. As soon as she stepped in, her whole body and even consciousness became numb for a moment.

Xie Xianshen?

Why is he here?

The scene of drinking and talking at the dinner table stopped because of her appearance, and Xie Xianshen's gaze also turned to her.

"Oh, there are other guests."

The speaker was a man in a gray-blue suit holding a small glass of white wine. He had a smile on his face, and judging from the situation, he was about to toast the guest with the wine in his hand in a flattering manner.

The agent stood up first and introduced: "Mr. Xue, this is Mr. Que, the business director of Rokori who is discussing cooperation with Sister Dong En."

"Hello, Mr. Xue, sorry to bother you."

Quezhan greeted him carefully, but after sitting down at the table he realized that he was not the one who was bothering him, but the one who was bothering him halfway, Mr. Qian Wen, who was wearing a gray-blue suit.

The original intention of today's dinner was to discuss cooperation with Quezhan, but Qian Wen got some information from somewhere and learned that Xue Chengyuan, the chairman of Wanchuang Entertainment, was also there, and a client of Qian Wen's project ran away halfway through, so Shi Dongen was his new partner.

To put it bluntly, he came here to steal someone.

Since the goal is the same, there is no point in hiding it.

Qian Wen thought so too. He did not offer the glass of white wine in his toast to Xue Chengyuan, nor did he drink it himself. Instead, he turned to toast to Que, "Mr. Que, it's such an unfortunate coincidence today. This is our first meeting and we should have been on good terms. You see, at work..."

"No more talking. It's all in the wine. I toast to Mr. Que." Qian Wen drank it in one gulp. "Please be more modest, Mr. Que, and don't argue with me."

Having said that, he asked her to give way?

Quezhan also poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Mr. Qian, you are too polite. I have to say that Mr. Qian has a good alcohol tolerance. He will not be able to taste anything after one glass. Let's have another glass."

"Mr. Xue and Mr. Xie, do you have any objection?"

Quezhan was unhappy about it because old man Qian Wen was trying to snatch people from her. Of course, she wanted to get back at him face to face.

Xue Chengyuan curled his lips slightly but said nothing.

This girl is interesting.

When he was mentioned in the conversation, Xie Xianshen raised his eyes and looked at Quezhan without making any comment.

The two bosses didn't say anything, which obviously meant that Qian Wen had to drink this glass of wine.

After the second glass of wine was drunk, the third glass was ready.

"It doesn't make sense to drink two glasses of wine, Mr. Qian, don't you think?" He held out the cup and handed over his wrist, indicating that if he wanted to punish himself, he would have to drink at least three glasses.

They first tricked him into drinking, and then forced him to drink. Qian Wen knew it, but he had no excuse to refuse the wine.

This guy is never an easy person to deal with.

Qian Wen realized this, and in the second half of the dinner he drank several more glasses of wine in an attempt to win the partner over to his side. He said all the polite words and polite remarks, and refused to give in no matter what Shi Dongen said.

Quezhan saw through it: "Mr. Qian, please don't make things difficult for me."

"To tell you the truth, the main investor of Rokori's newly created Encre series is Mr. Xie. It's not that I want to be hard on you. Does Mr. Qian want to be hard on Mr. Xie?"

Qian Wen was stunned.

He really didn't know about this. He had been acting for a long time, and the big guy behind the scenes was just watching him. Isn't he a joke?

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Que said..."

Qian Wen was not 100% sure what Que Zan said was true. He asked for confirmation. Xie Xianshen raised his eyes slowly. Although his tone was leisurely, it stabbed him in the back: "Mr. Qian is really going to make things difficult for me."

"How dare I. I don't know you, Qian, I don't know you."

Que Zan picked up a glass of wine and was polite: "Thank you, Mr. Qian."

Xie Xianshen moved his finger, secretly dissatisfied.

She used his face to get the person back, but the first person she wanted to thank was not him?

Qian Wen was glad that no one continued to argue, and sweat dripped down his forehead. There were few people in the business circle who dared to confront the Xie family head-on.

But looking at the current scene, it feels like the wife is following the husband's lead...

they really look like a couple.

Since Qian Wen couldn't grab all the customers, there was no reason for him to stay. Before leaving, he handed Que Zhan a personal business card. It meant he got to know one more person and had one more network.

"Is Que always a good drinker?"

When Que Zhan was about to give Qian Wen some wine, Xue Chengyuan was watching quietly from the side. Yes, he admired her.

"If I can have a good drink with Mr. Xue today, I can give it a try." Quezhan responded generously.

Xue Chengyuan was just joking. He came in person today to discuss cooperation with his artists, so he wouldn't force anyone to drink.

It is not a bad thing for Qian Wen to show up halfway during the cooperation. Through this, he can see whether Quezhan and Wanchuang's attitude towards cooperation is sincere. It is a test, and the positions of Party A and Party B remain the same.

The process went smoothly, both parties signed the contract, and I finally felt relieved.

At this dinner, Shi Dongen seemed to be more talkative than the first time they met at the company.

The woman stood up and picked up the crystal cup, "Mr. Que, I'm allergic to alcohol and can't drink it. Please forgive me."

"This cup is tea instead of wine. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

"Happy cooperation."

After the cooperation was completed, they chatted briefly for a while. Shi Dongen said that the yoga class she signed up for was up. Not long after the agent left with her, Xue Chengyuan was also urged to leave by a line call.

The spokesperson was finally decided, but it was time to leave. The personal business card Qian Wen gave her was temporarily placed on the table. When she was about to take it away, Xie Xianshen picked up a corner of the square card and played with it in his hand.

"Give it to me." She said calmly.

Xie Xianshen: "You don't even say thank you?"

What he meant was that the person she really wanted to thank was not Qian Wen, but him.

To achieve your goal you must first learn to take advantage of the conditions. Why not take the shortcut if you can?

She said that she would make good use of his power.

"Are these two words valuable?" Quezhan sneered: "So they are so worthy of Mr. Xie's consideration."

While he was not paying attention, she wanted to take the business card, but he raised his hand and leaned back, and her fingertips just missed the side of the business card.

She wanted it, but he refused to give it to her.

Like teasing a cat.

"Xie Xianshen." She had no good temper towards him at all. "You just graduated from kindergarten, right? You're almost 30 and still so childish."

"Then what are you, a junior?"

Bullshit junior!

The man bent two fingers, and the thin card returned to his palm in a parabolic arc.

Raising his hand, Xie Xianshen split the business card in half without even looking at it, and then superimposed the two forces again. Finally, the business card was crushed into a pile of rotten paper, shredded beyond recognition.

Quezhan was now extremely angry, "Are you sick?"

"There's no need to get to know people like him." Xie Xianshen was calm and stood up and left the box.

Seeing this, Quezhan followed him.

To her, it wasn't how important this business card was, but that he made the decision for her without her consent.

"You said we don't have to know each other, so we don't have to know each other?"

Que Zhan followed his steps, "This is my business. Xie Xianshen, you don't have the right to make decisions for me."

"There are many people like you who insist on hitting the wall and then turning back."

"Xie Xian...!"

The steps in front suddenly changed lanes and sank. Que Zhan's sight was not there, and he suddenly fell down with his legs empty, and almost sprained his foot.

"Hiss..." She felt pain, but fortunately the restaurant floor was made of marble, so she was not bumped or scratched.

Bad luck.

Quedan half lowered her head to check if there were any injuries on her palm. In her sight, the man's figure reflected on the ground was getting closer and closer to her and stopped in front of her.

She was still angry, but she deliberately didn't look up.

"Haven't you learned how to watch your way?"

When the two families met officially for the first time, she didn't watch her way and almost bumped into the ornamental vase.

Quezhan bit her lip and ignored him. Yes, she was angry. She raised her arm and slapped his hand away, then endured the pain and stood up against the wall.

"None of your business."

Walking in flat shoes is much more stable than walking in high heels, but her ankle had just been broken, and it would be a lie to say it didn't hurt. She walked on tiptoe, alternating between fast and slow. Xie Xianshen was beside her.

"Quezhan, don't try to be so brave."

After walking a few steps, the pain gradually subsided. Quezhan deliberately quickened his pace and didn't want to get close to him.

But her cell phone rang. It was a message from Ms. Bai.

Mother: [Zhanzhan, grandma is in the hospital. 】

With a loud “boom”, she froze in place, her consciousness completely swallowed up by the flood, and she could hear nothing.

"Zhanzhan."

The voice that made her hear the world again was not her own, but Meng Xie who had just rushed over to her.

But suddenly I felt... so wronged.

"Meng Xie."

She didn't think about anything. It seemed that she just subconsciously wanted to find support. The moment she ran towards Meng Xie, she didn't even realize that she was crying.

He watched her run towards him, as if without a care in the world.

This is also the scene he most looks forward to in his dream.

In that brief moment, the familiar floral scent that he was about to forget filled his heart.