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Xiang Nuan, dragging her suitcase, descended the stairs, weary as a wandering spirit.

Shen Yanshi's black Bentley was parked downstairs. He leaned against the car amidst the night, a lit cigarette between his fingers, casting a long shadow under the dim streetlight.

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Seeing her approach, he extinguished the cigarette and took her suitcase: "Is this all you have?"

"There are five more big boxes. Would President Shen care to move them now?"

Yanshi loaded the suitcase into the trunk: "I'll have Assistant Lin bring someone to move the rest tomorrow."

Xiang Nuan huffed, pulled open the car door, and got in.

Yanshi stowed the luggage and then drove off.

"Is this the drama crew residence you mentioned?"

"How can I stay with a drama crew that hasn't even started filming?"

Yanshi glanced at her: "You've grown quite a bit."

Xiang Nuan yawned, puzzled: "Grown? In what way?"

"Your temper has certainly grown."

Xiang Nuan: "…"

She muttered under her breath, indignant: "It's clearly you who insisted on this midnight hassle."

She was already being extremely accommodating by packing up and moving in the middle of the night!

Yanshi said no more, a slight smile on his lips, his mood inexplicably lifted.

Back at Nanchun Bay Community, Xiang Nuan collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

Yanshi went to take a shower.

The sound of running water kept Xiang Nuan's sleepy eyes from closing; the night's turmoil seemed to have chased away her drowsiness.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

The water stopped, and he emerged from the bathroom.

Xiang Nuan quickly closed her eyes.

The mattress dipped beside her as he lay down and turned off the light.

She thought he might do something, but he did nothing.

Xiang Nuan was confused; she didn't understand what was going on with Yanshi today, everything he did was baffling.

But she was too tired to guess any further, and as she relaxed, sleep overtook her, and she drifted off.

Yanshi wasn't very sleepy, but being back in this familiar house, the feeling of loneliness vanished, and his restless mood settled.

Yet it still seemed insufficient.

He turned over and pulled her into his arms from behind, a sense of fullness and satisfaction making him much more comfortable.

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The next day, when Xiang Nuan woke up, Yanshi had already left. This man, disciplined to the extreme, would not let moving her until 3 a.m. affect his 7 a.m. wake-up time.

Xiang Nuan's schedule started at noon, and she had set an alarm for ten, but at nine, her phone rang.

Xiang Nuan, groggy, answered: "Hello?"

"What did you do yesterday?! What have you done?!"

Zheng Xuanlin's explosive voice nearly pierced her eardrums.

Xiang Nuan pulled the phone away: "What's wrong with me?"

"You and Shen Yanshi were photographed together!"

Xiang Nuan sat up in bed, instantly alert.

"Get to the office immediately!"

Xiang Nuan hurried out the door, not even bothering to wash up.

On the way, she opened Instagram, and the top trending topic was about her.

"Xiang Nuan's Late-Night Rendezvous with Boyfriend"

Clicking in, she saw photos of herself with Yanshi from last night. She raked her fingers through her hair, realizing she had been careless the previous night, too tired to guard against paparazzi.

The comments below were even more sensational.@@novelbin@@

"Xiang Nuan's romance? Is it with Xia Zehua?"

"It's not Xia Zehua, I'm his long-time fan, that silhouette is not him, plus Xia Zehua always wears hoodies and sportswear, never suits!"

"Impossible! Impossible! Xiang Nuan and Xia Zehua are clearly together, this must be a misunderstanding, I'm waiting for a clarification!"

"Heh, shameless, already in a relationship and still hyping up a CP, daring to date right after becoming famous, stay obscure forever!"