Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 641 Attack

With an aunt to help, Nan Sheng was obviously much faster.

But because of Nan Sheng's physical condition, he was exhausted and out of breath after a while.

"Miss, you take a rest. I'll take care of it here." The aunt said politely.

After she finished speaking, Nan Sheng sat down on the sofa to rest, while her aunt had turned around and continued mopping the floor.

The cardboard from the furniture has been taken out.

Next comes the finishing work.

But this action must be repeated for at least one week.

Nan Sheng really felt that she couldn't handle it.

"I'll cook for you. After you eat, I'll take care of things here." Seeing that it was almost time, the aunt took the initiative to speak.

Nan Sheng nodded, but didn't refuse.

Today is the weekend, Nan Sheng doesn't need to go to work.

Song Xiao went to the golf course today to play golf with a client, so he was not at home.

It seems that Auntie didn't ask about Song Xiao either.

Nan Sheng was wondering if she had really misunderstood.

But Nan Sheng didn't mention it much in the end.

Auntie was cooking in the kitchen while Nan Sheng was watching TV series outside.

At noon, my aunt cooked a meal, which was just enough for Nan Sheng.

"Miss, you can eat now." Auntie's attitude was still very polite.

"You should go eat too." Nan Sheng said with a smile.

The aunt responded: "I have already eaten, you can eat it, I will go and clean up the rest."

The rest is actually just details of hygiene.

Nan Sheng didn't force it and just lowered her head to eat quietly.

While eating, Song Xiao called.

Nan Sheng picked up the phone, and Song Xiao's deep, solid voice came over: "What were you doing at noon? Have you eaten yet?"

Song Xiao then consciously explained his schedule: "I was about to leave, but a client asked me to have dinner with him, and a few friends were also there, so I have to go back later."

Everything was said in detail.

Nan Sheng had no doubt that there might still be someone at the scene.

In Haicheng, Nan Sheng's reputation has been almost ruined by Song Xiao. Everyone knows that Song Xiao has a girlfriend who is very strict with him.

Does this person intend to repeat the same mistakes in the capital?

Thinking about it, Nan Sheng got angry for a moment: "Song Xiao, you're not going to use me as an excuse again, are you? I didn't stop you from having dinner with your clients and friends."

Song Xiao laughed softly, neither denying nor admitting it.

This confirmed Nan Sheng's guess, and his anger became more and more obvious.

Song Xiao didn't mind and just let Nan Sheng talk.

The two chatted for a while.

"What did you eat for lunch?" Song Xiao then asked Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng uttered an "oh," "The house was such a mess. I called my aunt and asked her to come clean it up. She even cooked for me while I was there."

Song Xiao was quiet for a moment, expressionless.

Nan Sheng couldn't see Song Xiao's reaction, but she glanced at her aunt out of the corner of her eye.

Auntie is already busy.

"After all, it's hard to find a suitable aunt nowadays." Nan Sheng responded.

Song Xiao nodded, but didn't say anything.

"So lunch was made by Auntie." Song Xiao asked calmly.

"Yeah. Although it's average, it's not inedible." Nan Sheng hummed.

Auntie’s taste is a little different from Nan Sheng’s.

Nan Sheng likes Yunnan and Guizhou cuisine.

But my aunt likes light food, so she can’t cook the Yunnan and Guizhou cuisine that Nan Sheng likes.

It's not that it's unpalatable, it's just a different taste, but it's acceptable.

And the aunt’s cooking preferences are very similar to Song Xiao’s.

Nan Sheng thought about it and realized that she was indeed looking for trouble.

Song Xiao eats light food, and his aunt also has a light taste. It feels like the food was made specially for Song Xiao.

Actually, it’s not.

Auntie is very dutiful and never eats with Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng occasionally saw that her aunt would make very simple noodles for her or pack out her own meals.

Nan Sheng thought that the Zhou family had probably given instructions.

The Zhou family does not have the practice of having the aunt eat with the host.

With this thought in mind, Nan Sheng remained calm.

Song Xiao, on the other hand, was quite quiet and didn't say anything.

He thought about his own guess, if Nan Sheng was really drugged as the doctor said.

Then the most likely person is my aunt.

He couldn't drive his aunt away, but Nan Sheng became a bait exposed to the air.

Extremely dangerous.

"Are you very busy? Go ahead and do your work, don't bother me. I'll watch TV for a while, I still have to clean up in the afternoon." Nan Sheng responded.

It's not just about furniture, but also about clothes and my own messy things.

When my aunt came, she also brought some of Nan Sheng's things with her.

Nan Sheng doesn't ask her aunt to do everything.

There are some things she likes to do by herself so that she can find them.

Otherwise, she would have to keep asking her aunt where the things were, which Nan Sheng also found troublesome.

"Okay, I'll go back in the afternoon." Song Xiao responded.

"Okay." Nan Sheng nodded.

Then Nan Sheng hung up the phone. She hugged her pillow and watched TV on the sofa.

There was a costume drama playing on TV.

It is about the life of a female coroner, so there are many crime scenes.

Nan Sheng actually likes watching this kind of TV series.

But inexplicably, as she watched, Nan Sheng felt something was wrong.

The illusion that had never appeared before came again.

Although it is not as serious as the initial situation, it is not much better.

It felt like the corpses were about to pass through the screen and appear in front of me.

Nan Sheng looked at it with horror.

She wondered if it was because of the costume drama.

After all, sometimes Chinese horror is the scariest.

Thinking of this, Nan Sheng felt her scalp tingling, and she quickly turned off the TV.

But the image that had entered my mind before could not be dispelled no matter what.

Nan Sheng hugged the pillow, motionless.

There is no visible difference from the outside.

But if you look closely, you can see Nan Sheng's current fear.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Song Xiao came back.

People delivering furniture also arrived one after another.

Nan Sheng finally calmed down from this emotion, but her heart was still beating fast.

Even this kind of heartbeat has never appeared before when I felt scared.

It was so fast that Nan Sheng felt that there was something wrong with him.

Song Xiao noticed that something was wrong with Nan Sheng at the first moment and quickly walked to Nan Sheng's side.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiao asked Nan Sheng in a low voice.

Nan Sheng shook her head. "Maybe I was just too tired. And then there was the ancient costume drama, and it was a female coroner. It really blew my mind."

Nan Sheng said this as if she was self-contemplating.

"There are corpses and such, and it's a little creepy to look at them." Nan Sheng pouted and finished his words, "And then I started to have all sorts of random thoughts."

Song Xiao held Nan Sheng in his arms and whispered to her, "Don't let your imagination run wild. There are no ghosts in this world."

Nan Sheng hummed: "I know that, but I can't control myself."

"I'll stay with you." Song Xiao responded.

Nan Sheng waved her hand. "It's alright. Don't you still need to tell these people where to put their things? I'll just sit here. With so many of you here, I don't have time to think about anything else."

This is true. At least the living room is spacious and crowded.

Nan Sheng really doesn't let his imagination run wild.

Even the curtains were installed not long ago.

Song Xiao looked at Nan Sheng: "Are you really okay?"

Nan Sheng nodded affirmatively, and Song Xiao didn't say anything.