"Miss, you haven’t had breakfast yet!" Seeing Shen Weiyi about to leave without eating breakfast, the family’s nanny Aunt Jing hurriedly called out to her.
"I won’t eat!" Shen Weiyi waved her hand dismissively and changed her shoes before exiting the door.
"What’s the hurry with this child, not even taking time for breakfast," the nanny said helplessly as she watched her figure.
Shen Juanzhi came down from upstairs and overheard the nanny’s words, he glanced in the direction of the door and said, "Has that girl gone out again?"
"Yes! She didn’t even have breakfast," Aunt Jing said with concern.
Although Shen Juanzhi had kept that girl by his side since she was little, there were always inconvenient times, so a large part of her upbringing still fell to the nanny.
These days, it’s not easy to find a good nanny, and they had gone through quite a few before settling on this one, who had stayed the longest at the Shen Family.
She was diligent and cooked delicious meals, which pleased both father and daughter.
To keep her, Shen Juanzhi offered a salary much higher than what others did. Her main duty was to take care of Shen Weiyi’s daily life, and over time, she came to regard her as her own child.
Tsk, she just got back and now she’s running off again.
Indeed, as girls grow up, they’re home less and less.
The old father felt an indescribable sadness.
Shen Weiyi left the house and went directly to the Sheng Family by taxi.
The one to open the door was Sheng Ting, who paused when he saw Shen Weiyi at the door, and then smiled, "What brings you here?"
Shen Weiyi: "I came to see Aunt Jing and Little Bao."
"Really?" Sheng Ting’s smile carried a hint of teasing.
Shen Weiyi felt uncomfortable under his gaze and her face reddened slightly as she said, "Of course it’s true."
"What about me, then?" Sheng Ting’s voice was low and somewhat seductive.
"You what?" At the moment their eyes met, Shen Weiyi felt her heart beat a little faster.
How had she never noticed how alluring his voice was?
"I thought, maybe you came to see me," Sheng Ting leaned in close, his voice low, as he lightly brushed his lips against Shen Weiyi’s ear.
"Of course not, don’t overthink it," Shen Weiyi’s body jolted as if it had been electrified, and she tried to keep her voice steady.
But the tips of her ears turned visibly red.
Seeing this, Sheng Ting straightened up and laughed, "Come in!"
Shen Weiyi walked in with her head down, and as she passed Sheng Ting, he suddenly grasped her wrist. She instinctively looked up, only to see Sheng Ting close the room door with one hand and then press her against the door from behind.
"What are you doing, Aunt Jing and the others are still here," Shen Weiyi immediately reached out to push him away while anxiously glancing behind him.
How embarrassing it would be if someone saw them.
"Don’t worry, no one will see," Sheng Ting whispered.
"Huh?" Shen Weiyi blinked, "Aren’t Aunt Jing and Little Bao at home?"
"Yeah, you’re out of luck," Sheng Ting said with a smile.
"Since they’re not here, then I’m leaving." Shen Weiyi tried to turn around and push him away, but was unable to move him. She lifted her head to see Sheng Ting looking at her with an intense gaze.
"Cough, stand properly," Shen Weiyi felt her cheeks heat up inexplicably and reached out again to try and push him.
The next second, Sheng Ting grasped her other wrist as well. His palms were warm and dry against her skin, and she could distinctly feel the warmth of his palms on her delicate skin.