is glass and said, “Is it okay now”That soldier glanced at his face, nodded, and took a few steps back.The author looked at the wine, shook his head, and said, "It's a waste, a real waste."Ning Shū's...Ning An stared at the person with suspicion, her eyes scanning them curiously. "Brother, where are you going"

Ning An looked at the boy blocking his way and said coldly, "A classmate invited me to play basketball." He was about to walk past, but the other party grabbed him with one hand.

The boy looked up and said, "What are you doing"

Ning An smiled, her voice laced with a sugary sweetness: "Brother, can you take me with you I'm bored anyway, why not just go play ball with you"

Ning Shu frowned, withdrawing her hand from the other person's grasp, and said, "You don't know any of my classmates."

Ning An's smile at the corner of her lips gradually lost patience, she crossed her arms and immediately changed her expression: "Are you going to see Mr. Shen"

The last time he went to the company to look for someone, that's the car he saw. He took a few extra glances at it, but he didn't expect that this very car would take his brother away last weekend.

Ning An was beyond jealous.

"If you don't want Dad to know, you have to promise me one thing."

Looking at the arrogant boy in front of me, he was completely different from his usual self. He always pretended to be sweet and innocent in public, but whenever he was around me, his true colors would show.

Ning Shu couldn't help but find it amusing: "What makes you think I would agree to this"

Ning Shu's face twisted for a moment, looking somewhat flustered. But she quickly calmed down and took something out from her body, saying with a hint of triumph, "This is your mother's relic, isn't it"

Ning Shu remained silent.

He underestimated the other party's shamelessness. In this house, he didn't have any so-called private space at all. Otherwise, Ning An wouldn't have entered his bedroom and taken the necklace left for this body.

He felt deep sorrow for the other person.

Because they all share the same fate, the same experiences.

But the other party might be a little luckier, at least having had a mother who cared for him, even if only briefly.

Ning Shu looked at the boy's smug and ugly expression, reaching out her hand: "Give it back to me."

Ning'an chuckled softly and sweetly, saying, "If brother wants me to give it back, at least he has to show some sincerity." He stated his own terms without hesitation, saying, "As long as you agree to go see Mr. Shen with me, I'll give it back to you. How about that"

Ning Shu looked at the person and said, “If you want to go, just go yourself.” Then she turned around and was about to return to her room to make a phone call to a man.

Ning An's voice had a sharp edge to it: "You're pleased with yourself, aren't you If you don't go, I'll destroy this necklace."

He finished speaking and was about to reach out and tear it up.

Ning Shu frowned slightly and said, "Ning An, aren't you a little childish If you want to see Shen Mingxuan, you can just go find him directly."

Ning An gritted her teeth.

If he could see, he would have seen it already. He was filled with resentment in his heart, though he didn't know why Mr. Shen admired his brother so much, but he felt a sense of crisis deep within him.

Ning Shujian saw the young man's hysterical appearance and felt a little strange. He didn't understand why Ning An wanted to get close to the man in every possible way. He couldn't help but say, "I can take you there, but if Shen Mingxuan gets angry, it's none of my business."

Ning An sneered: "We're all children of the Ning family, why can you go but I can't"

Shen family villa.

The car came to a stop, and two young men of similar height got out, one in front and the other behind. Ning Shu pursed her lips, still unsure how to explain this situation later.

while Ning An's face was filled with joy.

This was his first time at Mr. Shen's house, and his eyes were full of admiration: "As expected of Mr. Shen, it's really elegant."

But.

Ning An looked at the fountain and couldn't help but sneer. He didn't like it now. When he had the chance in the future, he would definitely get Shen Mingxuan to change it when he moved into this villa.

Just as Ning An was daydreaming about the future,

The butler came over and called out, "Master Ning."

Ning An thought the other person was calling her, and couldn't help but smile sweetly: "Are you Uncle Wang Mr. Shen mentioned me to you"

The housekeeper turned to look at the boy behind him and said, "Young Master Ning, this is..."

The smile on the boy's face instantly froze.

Ning Shu spoke, "Uncle Wang, this is my younger brother, Ning An." He explained, "Mr. Shen has also met him."

The housekeeper nodded and said stiffly, “It’s young master Ning the second.”

He reached out, but only said to the boy, "Mr. Shen has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ning'an followed behind, biting her lip.

A hint of shame and anger flashed in her eyes.

He dislikes this butler.

After this, he has to find a chance to fire the other party whenever he is with Mr. Shen.

The man stood on the field.

Ning Shu couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw the tennis racket in the other person's hand.

Shall we play tennis today

Shen Mingxuan straightened his body slightly and focused his gaze on the young man. Only then did he notice the boy following behind him.

He frowned ever so slightly, then his expression returned to its usual coldness.

Ning An came out from behind her own brother, timidly calling: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Mingxuan nodded and said, "Young Master Ning is here too"

Ning An felt a little disappointed. He had clearly told his name last time. He quickly spoke up, saying sweetly: "Mr. Shen, my name is Ning An. I only differ from my brother by one character."

Shen Mingxuan didn't show any expression on his face, he just looked at the young man and said, "Come here."

Ning Shu walked over a little nervously, he didn't know if the other party would be angry. He took a deep breath and just as he was about to speak...

Shen Mingxuan stretched out a big hand and rubbed his head, saying, "Today I want to try a different sport, have you ever played tennis"

Ning Shu nodded.

He had some experience playing in college, too. He wasn't great, but he at least wouldn't embarrass himself.

Shen Mingxuan's eyes held a faint smile as he said, "Go change into another set of clothes."

Ning Shu obediently nodded.

And Ning An, watching this scene before him, was so jealous he could rip his fingernails off. He rushed forward and said, "I can play tennis too! I'm in the tennis club at school."

Shen Mingxuan glanced at the boy and said, 'I didn't know that the Second Master was coming, so I didn't prepare your clothes. He tapped his fingers on the tennis racket, implying, "I'm afraid it will be a bit inconvenient."

Ning An hurriedly said, “It’s okay, Mr. Shen. I’ve practiced, and I’m better at it than my brother. It doesn't matter if we change clothes or not.”

Shen Mingxuan nodded and said in a low voice, "Your brother is just supposed to be a little stupid."

A hint of satisfaction crossed Ning An's heart.

Originally, in the man's heart, he didn't have a very good impression of his brother either. Perhaps it was because of that help that Mr. Shen would repeatedly refuse his brother's thick-skinned requests.

Ning An was a little jealous. He didn't understand why the person who could help President Shen wasn't him.

Ning Shu, already dressed, walked over and happened to hear the words. She couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment, pursed her lips.

became somewhat silent.

This was the first time he had heard a man call him stupid. Ning Shu was a little bewildered, he didn't understand why in front of him, the man wouldn't say it, but instead said such words in front of Ning An.

He watched as a hint of smugness flashed across Ning An's face and instantly didn't want to go any further.

But the man noticed him. Seeing that he stood there clueless, his deep eyes locked onto him, his voice carrying a faint magnetism: "What are you doing standing there Come over here."

Ning An stuck out her tongue and said, "Brother, I was just talking about you with President Shen."

Ning Shu responded softly, not wanting to dwell on the topic. He held his tennis racket and saw Ning An say in a slightly coquettish tone: "President Shen, can I play against my brother"

Shen Mingxuan raised an eyebrow slightly, which could be considered as default.

Ning Shu stood on the field, following Ning An across from her. They were in opposite positions.

The boy holding the tennis ball served first: "Brother, please give me more advice."

Then a tennis ball came flying at him suddenly.

Ning Shu was taken aback, missing that ball.

Ning An stood opposite, still saying that he hadn't played well on this ball. Seeing the boy standing motionless, she couldn't help but say, "Brother, what are you doing It's your serve."

Ning Shu didn't speak, she picked up the ball.

He had just stood up when he saw Shen Mingxuan walking over. He said, "What Wasn't it supposed to be settled already How are you still such a mess"

'

The young man's cheeks were flushed as he spoke, "I've only sparred a few times..."

But then Shen Mingxuan reached out and grabbed his arm, his voice coming from his chest with a hint of lowness: "Come here, I'll teach you."

Ning An on the opposite side was stunned for a moment.

He quickly said, "Mr. Shen, let's have my brother watch us fight first."

Shen Mingxuan said softly, "Just standing on the side waiting until you can't learn." His hand rested on the young man's body, as if he were hugging him from behind.

Ning Shu quickly said, "Mr. Shen, I'll do it myself."

The man's voice was low. "Your brother said you were stupid. Don't you want to pass the ball"

Ning Shu stopped talking.

Ning An is on the tennis club, he definitely couldn't win, but Shen Mingxuan might be a different story.

Ning An looked at the man opposite him, almost wanting to hug his brother into his arms. He was incredibly jealous.

If he had just said he couldn't play tennis earlier, his brother wouldn't be in this situation.

Ning Shu only felt that the man's skin was scorching hot, especially when he came closer. It was like a swarm of ants crawling up, and she tried her best not to pay attention to it.

Until the moment his hand was about to swing.

Across from him, Ning'an stood frozen, failing to catch the ball.

Ning Shu looked at the other person's appearance and felt inexplicably relieved.

He wasn't a pushover. He was definitely upset, even if he didn't show it, being threatened by Ning An like that.

"See, wasn't that easy"

Shen Mingxuan's low voice came, saying calmly: "Your brother is a bit smarter than you, otherwise he wouldn't be so foolish as to not seek help from his uncle."

Ning Shu just wanted to say something when she felt something brush against her ear.

With a slight softness.cold sweat.Could Master still be in the mood to kiss himEven if Sī Kōng Héng Yù didn't mind, he did. He couldn't help but push against the other's chest, a little annoyed, and said, "...My disciple j...