Chapter 1441: Mr. Nalan, Please Don’t Call Me That Intimately

Wen Shan awoke with a bad headache. She sat up slowly, holding her head with a hand. This place was strangely unfamiliar. Since when did Le Tian change her room?

Especially when this room was too luxurious for Le Tian to afford.

Wen Shan got down from the bed, scanning her surroundings. Did she drink so much last night that Le Tian threw her by the roadside and she got hitched to a stranger?

Was it really that extreme?

Wen Shan opened the door and saw a person standing in the kitchen. His back looked somewhat familiar.

“You’re awake. Go wash your face then come have breakfast,” Nalan Chunbo said as he filled a bowl with porridge then turned to Wen Shan who was standing at the room door.

Wen Shan blinked slowly.

Was she hallucinating this early in the morning?

That had to be it, Wen Shan thought as she quickly turned around and slammed the room door shut.

Three questions instantly popped into her mind when the door clicked shut.

‘Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

‘So the person out there is indeed Nalan Chunbo, is this his apartment then?’

Wen Shan looked at herself in alarm. When she realized that nothing had been taken off nor were there any signs of her clothes being removed, she sighed in relief. Luckily, she hadn’t done anything to Nalan Chunbo while she was drunk.

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Someone knocked on the door loudly and Wen Shan jumped back in surprise.

“Shan Shan, come have breakfast first then we’ll talk,” Nalan Chunbo called from outside the door. His voice was like his personality—soft and polite.

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Talk?

About what?

Wen Shan looked around, then quickly grabbed her shoes which were on the side of the bed and put them on. She snatched her handphone, then threw open the door with such force that Nalan Chunbo backed away when she walked out of the room.

“Shan Shan.” Nalan Chunbo hastily grabbed her hand and pulled her back. “Shan Shan, please—”

“Mr. Nalan, please don’t call me that intimately.” Wen Shan glared at Nalan Chunbo defiantly, then pulled her hand out of his grasp and ran out of his apartment.

“Shan…” Nalan Chunbo started but the house door had already closed by then. Nalan Chunbo smiled bitterly. She had run off so quickly.

Forget it. It was still early anyways, he could take his own sweet time.

Wen Shan left the apartment and got into the elevator. The moment the elevator doors closed, she immediately smacked her chest. She had acted like a strong woman just now, right? She didn’t falter and fawn over him, right?

She used to be so easily swayed. Now, she would not allow herself to be so easily swayed by something as simple as breakfast.

Wen Shan turned and pressed her back against the elevator wall. She did want to eat the breakfast that he had made though.

But since she had already fled, how could she go back?

Wen Shan was leaning back against the wall when the elevator arrived on a certain floor and some people entered it. They gave her strange looks.

Wen Shan looked away, feeling her cheeks burn. She quickly straightened and tidied her clothes. She was very normal, yes, very normal.

The elevator reached the ground floor and Wen Shan quickly ran out of it, all the way to the front door. She didn’t even wait for public transport and got right into a taxi.

Once she hopped in, she immediately called Le Tian.

“Yesterday, wasn’t I with you? Why did I end up waking up in Nalan Chunbo’s bed?” Wen Shan hissed loudly, making the driver turn to look at her.

Those words were a little crude.

Le Tian, who was reading comics in bed, replied calmly, “How was I supposed to fight him?”

“That’s why you handed me over to him?” Wen Shan shrieked.