Chapter 42 She deserves it
I don’t know if it’s because I kissed Ning Baixuan so many times.
There is a faint ambiguity floating in the air.
Shen Shijing's kiss became deeper and more urgent, his breathing became heavier, and his rationality gradually faded away.
The ground was too cold, and halfway through, Ning Baicha couldn't bear it anymore, so she panted and begged softly, "Boss Shen, can you please go to the bed?"
Shen Shijing was already sober, and he raised his hand to cover her eyes: "Don't make noise."
Although his behavior was very overbearing and completely unreasonable, he still carried Ning Baicha to the bed.
A night of love.
When Ning Baicha woke up the next day, he found many more marks on his body.
The bed next to me was cold.
Shen Shijing has already left.
The cell phone kept ringing next to the pillow. Ning Baicha stared at the ceiling blankly for a few minutes before picking up the phone.
"Where are the people?" The voice on the microphone was a man who was suppressing his anger.
Ning Baicha got up and said, "Dad, I read the materials until very late yesterday, and I got up late today too. I'm going back now."
Snapped.
The phone hung up immediately.
Ning Baicha threw his cell phone on the bed and slowly got out of bed to wash.
After hesitating for an hour, she found another set of clothes to change into. There were many marks on her neck left by Shen Shijing. After thinking about it, she deliberately found a top that was very revealing, accurately exposing the marks on her neck.
Looking down at her ankle again, she found some cosmetics and used special effects makeup to accentuate the marks on her ankle.
If she didn't have to rehearse in a week, she wouldn't mind letting her ankle swell again.
But after thinking about it, I decided to give up. After all, no matter what the purpose is, I cannot hurt my body.
Before going out, Ning Baicha took a birth control pill.
The online taxi arrived soon, and Ning Baicha limped into the car. The driver glanced at her from the front seat, his eyes widened slightly: "You look like a celebrity."
"An ordinary face." Ning Baicha smiled and gave the address.
Although the Ning family's wealth cannot be compared with that of the Shen family, they still have some foundation, otherwise they would not be able to send Ning Baixuan to learn the violin.
The address is an upscale residential area.
The car got stuck at the entrance of the community, so Ning Baicha got out and walked in.
When I entered the house, I found the atmosphere particularly depressing.
There were two people sitting on the sofa, one was a slightly older but well-maintained woman, and the other was Ning Baixuan, who was crying quietly in the woman's arms.
There was a man standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, he should be Ning Baicha's father.
Seeing Ning Baicha come in, his eyes first fell on her injured ankle. He frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking about. He turned his eyes away angrily and asked her coldly: "Do you know what you did?"
Ning Baicha just stood at the entrance without entering the door, holding the cabinet with one hand, looking at the man innocently: "Dad, what did I do?"
"Did you instigate your fans to vandalize Xuanxuan's residence?" the man asked loudly.
The woman sitting on the sofa raised her head and glanced over here. She was holding Ning Baixuan, and seeing Ning Baicha's feet, she said to her: "What are you doing standing at the door? I just said a few words to you, are you really not going to go home? Come in quickly and find a place to sit!"
Ning Baicha then limped in and sat on the single sofa.
Father Ning was furious: "Auntie Wu, bring down some ointment for this unfilial boy!"
He walked back and forth in front of Ning Baicha, his eyes fell on her ankles several times, and finally stood firm, pointing a finger at her: "You quarreled with your family for a man, and now you have reduced yourself to this! Look at you, look at you!"
Ning Baixuan spoke up at the right time: "Dad, Mom. It's not my fault. I must not have known about it. You don't know the current situation in the entertainment industry. Those black fans have always been like this. They will get emotional if someone provokes them."
She coaxed her eyes and looked at Ning Baicha with tears in her eyes: "I'm just confused. Most people don't know where I live, and I don't know how it was leaked. Sister, do you have any clues?"
"I don't know either." Ning Baicha sighed, massaging her ankle. "After hearing about your situation, my agent was afraid that the same thing would happen to me, so he changed my address overnight."
Mother Ning couldn't hold back the worry on her face. "Did it reach where you live?"
"Mom." Ning Baicha shouted sincerely, "I'm fine."
Ning Baixuan's eyes fell on the kiss mark on her neck. Suddenly, her eyes darkened and she asked in a low voice: "Sister, you and Lu Junheng... haven't broken up yet?"
After her reminder, Ning's father and mother noticed the marks on Ning Baicha's neck.
Father Ning was so angry that he was shaking: "You...you just go out like this! Do you have any sense of shame?"
"Okay." Ning's mother stopped him, "Young people nowadays are like this. It's not a big mistake to have a relationship."
She glanced at Ning Baicha and said, "Just don't go too far."
Ning Baixuan said quietly, "Sister, you are a public figure now. If you are photographed, it will be bad for your career."
"Career! Her brain has been kicked by a donkey. Her mind is full of that man. What career do she have?" Father Ning was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at her. "If you are unwilling to break up with that man, you will never step into my house again."
Ning Baicha looked at his father innocently: "Dad, I have broken up with Lu Junheng."
Ning Baixuan's face showed a bit of ferocity, but it disappeared in an instant. She frowned slightly: "But sister, the mark on your neck."
"It's special effects makeup..." Ning Baicha didn't dare to look at her father and mother. She wiped off part of the special effects makeup on her ankles and lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong. "I was afraid that you wouldn't forgive me when I came back, and I was too proud to do so, so I put on special effects makeup. I wanted you to feel sorry for me. How could I have thought that you would regard these marks as..."
Father Ning was stunned.
Ning's mother breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly asked nervously, "Is your foot okay?"
"My foot is really injured, but it's not that serious." Ning Baicha bit her lip gently, tears slightly appearing in her eyes. She looked at Father Ning, "Dad... I know you are still angry with me. I was afraid that you would not calm down, so I thought of such a stupid idea. I hope you can feel sorry for me."
Father Ning's demeanor relaxed a little: "Nonsense!"
"There's no such thing as overnight hatred between parents and children." Ning's mother stood up, walked to Ning Baicha and squatted down. At this time, Wu Ma took down the ointment. She pulled up Ning Baicha's pants a little and gently applied the ointment to her. "Although the swelling has subsided, it still looks very serious."
Father Ning came over and glanced at her: "She deserves it! She can't even take care of herself outside, and she dares to move out of the house!"