ng didn't say a word, his eyes were fixed on her timid appearance, he almost wanted to laugh."Are you really not wanting any of them" he asked evasively."That's right, forget about it." An Xiaotu drag...Chapter 1158 Ping Sheng, I'm sorry...

Wen Ping Sheng held onto a grudge for most of the night, until he finally fell asleep without realizing when.

I woke up after eleven o'clock the next day.

She turned on her phone and saw two or three missed call reminders, but didn't see a text message from Yisheng.

Thinking about last night's events, Wen Ping Sheng couldn't control his anger again.

"Damn you pig!" she spat.

Wen Ping Sheng also knew that his current state was a bit dramatic and unreasonable. Maybe Yi Sheng was also dumbfounded, not knowing where he had wronged him.

But she just couldn't control her temper.

I walked into the bathroom, washed up, and changed into a more comfortable outfit. Then I left the room and headed downstairs for lunch.

As she walked down the stairs, she saw a man who had upset her last night sitting calmly on the sofa in the living room.

“...” Wen Ping Sheng.

How did he come here

When is it coming

Today is a workday, and several of her brothers are not at home. Her parents went on a trip a few days ago.

There was only her and grandma at home.

Hearing the footsteps coming down the stairs, Yisheng turned his head and looked at Wēn Píngshēng. His gaze was deep and seemed to conceal some kind of emotion.

Wen Ping Sheng was instantly deflated under his gaze, even feeling guilty about turning off her phone last night and not answering his calls.

"How did you get here"

"Here to pick you up."

Wen Pingsheng pretended to have intermittent amnesia about last night's events, feigned annoyance and said, "Why are you so clingy I'm just staying at home for a few days..."

"Come here!" Yisheng beckoned her over.

What

Wen Ping's tone was stiff, but she still moved her feet to walk beside him.

Her wrist was suddenly seized by his large palm, pulled down, and she fell into the sofa, meeting his repressed and restrained dangerous gaze. Wen Ping Sheng felt inexplicably panicked.

"You, you better not mess around, my grandma's at home!"

However, the next second, Yisheng's words extinguished Wen Ping's hope, "Grandma Wen went out shopping."

“There are still servants in my house,” Wen Ping Sheng choked out.

So

She bluffed, "If you dare to act recklessly, I'll kill you."

At this time, the loyal and faithful steward walked over and respectfully reminded, “Miss, Mr. An, lunch is ready. Please move to the dining room.”

"It's lunchtime~"

The rescued Wen Ping Sheng smiled triumphantly at him, getting up from the sofa and walking briskly towards the dining room.

Yisheng looked at her playful back, and the nerves that had been tight all evening finally relaxed.

It wasn't until mealtime that Wen Ping Sheng remembered he was still angry and forced himself to keep quiet around Yi Sheng.

Yisheng seemed to be deep in thought, and didn't speak much. The atmosphere at the meal was strangely quiet.

Let's eat lunch.

"Pingsheng, come for a walk with me." Yisheng said to her.

"No, I'm going back to bed for a nap." she refused.

"Pingsheng!" Yisheng's voice dropped, her brows furrowing in seriousness.

“What’s there to be afraid of Can’t I go” Wen Ping Sheng immediately wilted, following behind him with a stifled grumble. “It was his own fault, yet he's being so fierce towards me.”

Yisheng's ears were sharp, he heard her mutterings.

As it turned out, she was angry because she had tried calling him last night but couldn't get through.

He turned his head and glanced at Wen Pingsheng who was following behind him.

Wen Ping Sheng turned around abruptly at the sight of him, startling himself into silence. He quickly averted his gaze, looking around nervously.

Went outside.

Yisheng turned around and faced her, "Pingsheng, I'm sorry!"

Suddenly hearing his apology, Wen Ping Sheng raised his eyes, looking at his face that was breathtakingly beautiful. His expression was unusually serious and earnest.

Yisheng said, "Last night I was on the phone with Fan Ge for a long time, so you called me several times but couldn't get through. That made you angry, and I apologize."

Seeing that he misunderstood the reason for his anger, Wen Ping Sheng felt it was necessary to clarify things.

"Yisheng, I'm not angry because you didn't answer my phone call. What bothers me is that the person you spoke to was Fan Ge. No, to be more precise, it's not that I mind you talking to Fan Ge. It's that every time you talk to Fan Ge, you avoid me..."

"Pingsheng, I have no romantic feelings for Fan'ge," Yisheng clarified in a serious tone.

“Listen to me first.” Wen Ping Sheng took a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in his chest, “Even if you and Prof. Fan don’t have romantic feelings, just friends. But every time you take a phone call, you avoid me, making me feel like…like that kind of man who has an affair with someone else, and every time the mistress calls, he tells his wife it’s a colleague or boss calling, then avoids her to answer the phone.”

Even if Yisheng doesn't like Fan Ge, she thinks Fan Ge might like Yisheng.

Otherwise, Fan Ge wouldn't know that Yi Sheng had a fiancée and still wouldn't avoid suspicion, calling Yi Sheng every few days, mostly at night.

Such a thing, any girl would care about it, right

"Yi Sheng, put yourself in my shoes. If... I mean if, Ji Jin frequently called me, and every time his name popped up on my phone, I'd hide in the study to answer. When I was done, you came asking what he said. But I wouldn't tell you. What do you think you'd feel You say you don't have romantic feelings for Fan Ge, but your actions make me feel insecure and uneasy. Do you know that"

Wen Ping Sheng said this, squatted down, and tears fell to the ground.

Her voice trembled, "Last night I dreamed that you were breaking up with me in front of Fan Ge. I fell in love so that I could live a happier life than before, not to be abused. If you keep doing this in the future, I don't think I can be with you... um"

"I'm sorry!" Yisheng knelt in front of her, covering her mouth with his big hand to prevent her from uttering those cruel words. "Pingsheng, don't say that. I won't contact Fan Ge anymore after this."

Thinking about it from his perspective, if he avoided me and got in touch with Ji Jin, he would definitely be angry too.

"I didn't stop you from contacting Fan Ge. You have the right to make friends, and I won't restrict you. I'm also happy that you have some good friends, even if they're the opposite sex. Just don't avoid me when you talk to people of the opposite sex on the phone. Be open and honest, and I won't mind or overthink things." Wen Ping Sheng explained while sobbing.

He doesn't have many friends, and there aren't many he can really confide in.

Yisheng had never thought that her recent words and actions would make her feel so uncomfortable.

"Ping Sheng, I won't do this again. If you want to know what I talked about with Fan Ge, I'll tell you all about it when we get back to Bei Si City, okay" he soothed her in a gentle voice.hat the Third Young Master would get married and have children. 。Now that he has his grandson Xiao Annian, and his granddaughter Xiao Nuan, who is exceptionally cute and endearing, as the child of San...