th a dreamy look, appearing both docile and soft, perhaps softer than usual by several times.Gu Chen felt a heat spread through his lower abdomen, but when he saw the light-colored palm print on half...Zero Zero didn't know either, how her host could be so muddled, having both worlds kidnapped by the male lead.

As it erased memories, it muttered to itself about brainwashing the young boy: "Host Host! Zero will supervise you in the next world, you absolutely cannot fall in love with the male lead again, understand"

Ning Shu nodded, thinking of Bai Li Mo, her heart felt a little empty.

He placed his hand on his chest.

"Zero Zero, I understand. This time, I will definitely listen to you carefully."

Ning Shu didn't know that her first world had also involved a romance with the male lead. Right now, his thoughts were: Firstly, men like Bai Li Mo who clung to him weren't common. Moreover, since he had already married Bai Li Mo, naturally, he couldn't be with anyone else.

Otherwise, it would be cheating.

......

Ning's Residence.

"Mom, do you think I look good in this dress" Ning An stood up a little awkwardly and asked her mother across from her.

Today is a very important occasion, he has been waiting for it since last week, and finally, it's here.

Ning's mother said dotingly, "Of course he's handsome, my An'an looks good in anything."

Ning An coquettishly shook her mother's arm, her voice sweet and pleading: "Mom, I'm serious."

Ning's father glanced at the time and, seeing that the young man was still upstairs, frowned and said to the maid beside him: "Where is the eldest son Tell him to come down quickly. Guests are arriving soon. What a disgrace this is."

The servant promptly replied and went upstairs to call someone.

At the same time, a luxury car drove into the Ning family. As the host, and especially someone of such status, Father Ning naturally had to go up to greet them personally.

But Ning An, couldn't contain himself any longer. He had only seen the other person's face in a magazine before. Even though his father had done business with him several times, this was his first time seeing him in person.

Ignoring his mother's words, he walked up.

The man was impeccably dressed, his suit tailored to perfection. He was tall and imposing, his face even more handsome in person than in magazines. His deep-set eyes seemed to pull you in, mesmerizing you with their intensity.

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Especially those long legs, straight and slender.

Ning An felt his breathing quicken just from a glance. He couldn't help but lean forward, his cheeks flushed with shyness, and called out, "Mr. Shen."

The man glanced at him.

Ning An only felt her legs were about to give way.

Seeing this, Ning's father spoke up: "Mr. Shen, this is my youngest son, named Ning An." He patted the boy on the back and said, "You seem so happy to see Mr. Shen."

Nian An blushed and nodded, her eyes shining a little: "Mr. Shen is my idol."

Ning's father burst into laughter and said to the man, "My son has been excited for a whole week ever since he heard that Mr. Shen was coming."

Shen Mingxuan nodded calmly.

Ning An looked at Ning Fu and the man's back, biting her lip, a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

Second floor.

Ning Shu's door was knocked on, and the young man opened it to see the servant standing outside.

The servant said, "Young master, the guests have arrived. Your father asks you to come down."

Ning Shu nodded, indicating that he understood. He didn't change his shirt and walked on like that. The reason he didn't want to stay downstairs at first was that he didn't want to face Ning An and his mother's family.

If possible, he even wanted to move out on his own.

But Ning's father disagreed.

The young boy walked down the spiral staircase and into the living room, calling out to his parents. Only then did he notice the man sitting on the leather sofa, who also slightly raised his eyes and looked over.

His ascetic and aloof appearance made him seem unattainable.

Ning's father cast an unamused glance her way, as if reproving her: "Don't you know we have guests today This is Mr. Shen, go call someone over quickly."

Ning Shu paused for a moment, glanced at the man, and called out in a somewhat obedient voice, "Mr. Shen."

The man nodded curtly.

"This is my eldest son," Father Ning said, then changed the subject. "An An, didn't you have a lot of questions you wanted to ask Mr. Shen Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

A flush of excitement crept across Anning's face, and she cast a shy glance at the man before nodding.

The male approached with a somewhat eager attitude, passing over fruits and softly speaking to the other person.

Ning Shu sat opposite him, able to see the man sitting across from her just by looking up.

He was a little stunned.

Looking at my own task goal, I couldn't help but size it up.

Before Ning Shu, he had met many successful people who followed his own parents. But a man in a suit and tie, so young and already in such a position, he had never seen it before.

Ning Shu has a keen eye for people. Men exude an air of calmness and stability, with deep-set eyes that seem inscrutable. Even in other fields, he's undoubtedly no ordinary person.

The man suddenly raised his eyelids slightly, with a faint gaze, looking over.

Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but avert her gaze from that cold and aloof face.

Then bowed his head.

He thought he had been very careful and subtle in his appraisal, but the other person's overly acute intuition still took him aback.

Ning An noticed Shen Mingxuan's absentmindedness and couldn't help but follow his gaze. She bit her lip and forced a smile, "Mr. Shen, I want to know your opinion...."

He eyed his brother with some suspicion.

I don't know why Shen Mingxuan looked at the boy.

Slightly annoyed, she quickly grabbed the man's attention back.

Shen Mingxuan retracted his gaze and said in a neutral tone, "Your question is good, but you've overlooked the essential issue...." He pointed out Ning An's flaws with a sharp and incisive remark.

Ning Shu blushed deeply. He had originally wanted to show off in front of Shen Mingxuan, but instead, he ended up embarrassing himself.

The Ning family had a lavish meal today. Father Ning spared no effort to pave the way for his son's future. He deliberately arranged himself next to Shen Mingxuan and subtly steered the conversation towards his youngest son.

At first, a man will respond briefly with a few words, but later, his emotions also become a bit cold.

Ning's father obviously knew that Shen wasn't very interested. He quickly said, "An An, toast to Mr. Shen."

Ning An nodded, her cheeks flushing with a hint of shyness. Then she poured a glass of wine, stood up, and perhaps her movements were a little too hasty, accidentally spilling the entire glass onto the man's body.

That gray coat had a wet patch on it.

He widened his eyes slightly, rushed forward, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, it wasn't intentional..."

The man took a step back, dodging his move.

Ning An put on a face as if she was about to cry, her eyes red-rimmed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I really didn't mean it, I brought you to change...."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Mingxuan cut him off, saying in a rather cold tone, "No need."

He stood there, addressing Ning's father: "I think I should go back now."

Ning's father secretly glared at his mischievous youngest son with a look of exasperation. He was sweating bullets. He had finally managed to invite guests over for a visit, but his son had caused such a commotion. Even though he loved his son dearly, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger.

He quickly looked at the young man beside him and said, "Ning Shu, why don't you invite Mr. Shen upstairs to change into a new set of clothes"

Ning Shu looked at the man.

He noticed that the other person was also looking at him.

Her eyes were rather deep-set.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks, nodded, walked over, and said, "Mr. Shen, please come this way."

How could Ning'an possibly let such a good opportunity go to her own brother She became anxious instantly, stomped her feet, and looked at her father: "Dad...."

Ning's father glared at him and said in a low voice, "Just be obedient now. When Mr. Shen comes down, apologize to him properly."

Ning Shu glared unwillingly at the boy's retreating figure.

Ning Shu opened the guest room door and brought in her clothes. The man was very tall. He was already 1 meter and 8 centimeters tall now, but the other person was actually half a head taller than him.

Shen Mingxuan reached out and took the clothes from his hand.

Ning Shu couldn't help but shift her gaze away, softly saying, "Mr. Shen, I'll go out first."

But then I heard the man's low voice, saying faintly, "Is there no mirror in this room"

Ning Shu raised her face, revealing an astonished expression, and nodded.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at him, saying, "Stay here and help me tie my tie later."

That tone of command, as if it were innate, like a king.

It wouldn't feel out of place.

Seeing the young man remain silent, the man slightly turned his face and looked over, raising an eyebrow he said, “What Can’t you”

Ning Shu shook her head.

He just did that.

He was already out of his clothes, a body sculpted by nature. His fingers were distinct and cold with a hint of restraint.

Narrow shoulders and a narrow waist.

Especially that waist, Ning Shu couldn't help but think back to when girls would get together and, in their words, a man's waist was like a "dog's waist".

Those clearly defined abs.

The boy just glanced at it quickly, not daring to look any longer. He hurriedly shifted his gaze until the rustling sound stopped.

Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

Lift your face up.

The man stood still, fiddling with the cuffs of his shirt, lowered his gaze, and gave him a cold glance. "Come here," he said.

Ning Shu walked over, actually he wasn't very good at tying a tie.

But I have seen my mother hit my father.

He reached out and mimicked her.

But he sensed a wave of scorching heat brush past him.

Ning Shu's skin felt a little itchy, and she couldn't help but shrink back.

Then a hand grasped his wrist.

The man stood there, his gaze fixed on her, and said, "Your tie isn't tied properly."

Ning Shu was taken aback and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

That slender, pretty, and fair neck was tinged with a faint pink.

The man's gaze fell upon it. The front desk of the opera troupe wouldn't dare to offend him: "You must have misheard, you will definitely be able to go on stage today."Mr. Zhao came today, too.The others came over and chatted.Th...