Chapter 77 The dog man starts to have feelings

Chapter 77 The dog man starts to have feelings

Ning Baicha raised her head and looked at Shen Shijing, only to see an expression that looked almost like guilt flash across his face.

The dog man started to have some feelings.

Ning Baicha pretended not to see it. She still had that extremely cautious smile on her face, as if she was forcing it out very hard.

"Then I... will leave first." Ning Baicha looked particularly reserved.

She lowered her head, stood up obediently, turned away from the dining chair, took her things from the sofa, and walked out the door.

Shen Shijing looked down at the plate that she had eaten clean, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed, then suddenly furrowed again.

Ning Baicha was already changing shoes at the entrance. He suddenly stood up, walked towards her, and said in an attitude that could not be refused: "I'll take you there."

"Ah?" Ning Baicha paused while changing her shoes. She looked up at Shen Shijing to make sure her surprised expression could be seen by him. After a brief moment of surprise, she became a little flustered again, "No... isn't it good?"

Shen Shijing frowned, his lips were slightly tightened.

"Nothing bad."

Ning Baicha lowered her head, kneading the corners of her clothes with her hands, and spoke in a low voice, at a perfect volume: "But we are going to the theater for rehearsal today, and we will definitely run into Xuanxuan... If Xuanxuan sees you sending me off, she will definitely be unhappy."

Shen Shijing lowered his eyes. From this angle, he could just see her drooping little face, with the corners of her mouth slightly bent downwards, which was obviously an arc of unhappiness.

He reached out and held her chin, his eyes fixed on hers: "Do you want me to send you off?"

As soon as this question came out, Ning Baicha's eyes flashed, and a bit of innocence appeared on her cheeks, but soon this innocence turned pale. She bit her lower lip almost hard, and the strength seemed to be fighting with her inner self.

"I..." She opened her red lips slightly and looked at Shen Shijing with tearful eyes, but she only uttered the word "I" and swallowed the rest of the words back.

Shen Shijing gently stroked her delicate chin with the tips of his thumb and index finger for a long time, then let go: "I understand."

Then he stepped aside.

Ning Baicha had already changed her shoes. She lowered her head, as if sad for a while, and then went to turn the doorknob.

After opening the door, before leaving, she suddenly turned and looked at Shen Shijing.

He put his hands in his suit pockets, leaned against the wall behind him, and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Then...goodbye." Ning Baicha said this with a struggle, then turned and left.

Bang.

The door is closed.

Shen Shijing did not move his eyes away.

one second.

two seconds.

Half a minute passed.

His indifferent expression began to change, his brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of subtle irritation appeared on his face. His casual standing posture also changed, and he straightened his body slightly.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Ning Baicha half leaned in from outside the door, with an annoyed yet sweet expression: "Can you take me to... the crossroads?"

Shen Shijing's lips curled slightly: "Let's go."

Ning Baicha lowered his head and chuckled with great satisfaction.

The two walked out side by side.

After getting out of the elevator and entering the underground garage, Ning Baicha climbed into the passenger seat with some trepidation.

Shen Shijing, who was standing next to her, waited until she fastened her seat belt before starting the car.

The distance was not far, and it took about twenty minutes to reach the intersection Ning Baicha mentioned.

Ning Baicha said hurriedly: "Just put me down here."

Shen Shijing didn't even look at her and continued driving forward.

Even until the car stopped steadily in the parking lot at the backyard of the theater, Ning Baicha still had her mouth slightly open, as if a little surprised, and looked at him at a loss.

Shen Shijing saw her silly expression and enjoyed it very much. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his eyebrows were slightly raised. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"get off."

Ning Baicha then started to act clumsily, and only when her feet touched the ground did she seem to come to her senses. She rushed to the car window and stared at Shen Shijing with wide eyes: "Mr. Shen..."

"Hmm?" Shen Shijing looked at her lazily.

Ning Baicha smiled at him, a faint pink color appeared on her cheeks again, and she said in a low voice: "I... am very grateful to you, thank you."

Then she turned and ran away.

Shen Shijing supported his head with one hand, and followed Ning Baicha's figure with his eyes until he could no longer see her shadow, then he withdrew his gaze.

He maintained that lazy posture, tapping his temple with his index finger again and again, very gently.

It was about a few minutes later that Shen Shijing got out of the car.

As soon as he got off the car, he heard a joyful voice.

"Brother Shen!"

Ning Baixuan ran towards him from not far away, and behind her, there were a lot of people following. Those people stayed where they were, quietly watching Ning Baixuan and Shen Shijing greet each other.

"Brother Shen, are you here to watch my rehearsal?" Ning Baixuan put her hands behind her back, her posture a little awkward, like a particularly pure college student, her whole person beautiful and enthusiastic.

It was clearly the same face, but Shen Shijing could easily distinguish the two people.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not respond to Ning Baixuan's words immediately.

But Ning Baixuan did not doubt him, and took Shen Shijing's wrist with both hands, and said with a smile: "I knew that you came to see me, Brother Shen. My show is in the afternoon. I will order food for you at noon, okay?"

She dragged Shen Shijing to the front of the group of people. When they were in front of everyone, she stood firm and introduced with a smile: "This is Shen Shijing, the investment tycoon of Financial Street."

This group of people had all heard of Shen Shijing's name to some extent, and they all cast enthusiastic glances at him.

Many girls subconsciously adjusted their clothes and took the initiative to introduce themselves to Shen Shijing.

This action made Ning Baixuan very unhappy, and her expression changed.

"Mr. Shen, my name is Cai Sisi, you can call me Sisi."

A particularly beautiful girl came forward and stretched out her hand eagerly towards Shen Shijing.

Shen Shijing did not move, but just glanced at everyone coldly.

Cai Sisi's hand froze in mid-air.

Ning Baixuan's lips curled up into a smug smile. She took Shen Shijing's arm and turned to the central hall: "Come on, Brother Shen, I'll take you to our rehearsal hall. Many drama troupes are rehearsing there."

Shen Shijing originally wanted to pull his arm out of her hand, but when he heard this, he paused and did not move.

Instead, he let Ning Baixuan help him into the central hall.

The stage in the hall is huge.

It can accommodate nearly a hundred people performing on the stage at the same time.

The group rehearsing is none other than the Yimeng Drama Troupe.