Shen Nuo resisted this time and got herself a bedroom without surveillance, but the supervision was even stricter, and there were people following her in and out.

She was completely grounded.

A few days later, Yan Ti appeared again, with a cheerful look on his face. Instead of the gloomy look before, he looked a bit gentle.

"Xiao Nuo," Yan Ti sat opposite her, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her abdomen: "I've been a little busy these days and haven't been able to take care of you. How have you been these days?"

Shen Nuo's hand on the drawing board paused slightly, but she didn't look at him or answer.

Yan Ti paused, stood up and stood behind her, seeing the landscape painting formed by strokes on it: "What are you painting?"

Shen Nuo pressed hard on the tip of his pen, and the brush broke instantly.

"It's useless." She said expressionlessly, her voice not rising or falling.

Yan Ti held her hand on the back of the sofa tightly and then let go: "I'm sorry."

"But..." Yan Ti looked at her with a smile: "You have been bored in the house for so long, why don't you go out with me for a walk? If you want to paint, I can also go out with you to take pictures, how about that?"

"Boss Yan," Shen Nuo put down the paintbrush heavily: "You are the one who locked me up here, and now you are the one saying nice things. Are you treating me as a fool?"

Yan Ti's smile disappeared: "Shen Nuo, to be honest, you are the second woman who can get such good treatment here. I have given you enough face. If you are still not satisfied, I still have Do you want to try treating other women the same way?"

"That's really wronging Boss Yan." Shen Nuo's expression was light.

This was tantamount to rejecting Yan Ti once again. Yan Ti's face turned completely cold, and his whole body was extremely violent and full of evil aura.

"Xiao Nuo," he looked at Shen Nuo coldly, with a sinister look in his eyes: "My patience has its limit. I will give you some time to think about it. But after this period of time, do I still have the time to think about it?" It’s so easy to talk, but that’s not necessarily the case.”

Shen Nuo was released from the ban and could come in and out at will, as if she was allowed to enjoy her final freedom.

On this day, she was sitting on the swing in the back garden when her eyesight went dark and the light was blocked.

She raised her head and met a face that looked like her own.

She tapped her feet to the ground and stopped.

"Young Master Yan?"

Yan Moyu looked down at her and said nothing for a while.

Shen Nuo glanced at the surveillance camera opposite the house and looked up at him: "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

Yan Moyu leaned against the pillar, folded his hands around his chest, and his long legs were straight and slender: "I heard your name is Shen Nuo?"

"Ah."

"You came here voluntarily?"

Shen Nuo wanted to laugh when she heard this, but of course she actually laughed out loud. Her legs moved slightly and the swing began to swing slowly again.

"Young Master Yan, I don't know your name yet, can you talk to me?"

"Yan Moyu."

"Did Boss Yan choose this name?"

"No," Yan Moyu said calmly, "My mother took it."

Shen Nuo paused slightly: "I heard that you look like my mother."

Yan Moyu looked up at her: "Don't you think it's inappropriate to talk about my mother in your current capacity?"

"Why?" Shen Nuo tilted his head: "Because I am your father's mistress?"

Yan Moyu's expression suddenly turned violent: "Miss Shen, be careful what you say and do."

"Isn't that what everyone outside said?" Shen Nuo shrugged, looking unconcerned: "The facts don't seem to matter."

What matters is the title placed on her by the outside world.

Sometimes people don't care about the truth, but something that allows them to chat.

When the truth is revealed, they will only say: "Ah, so the truth is like this. If I had known it earlier, I would not have spread rumors. Isn't this harmful to others?"

However, when the next rumor comes up, they will forget everything and start their conversation again.

Humans are social animals. Everyone has their own thoughts and life. If it does not involve their own interests, what they say becomes arbitrary.

As for the impact this small sentence can have on others, they don't care and don't care.

Everyone knows that no snowflake is innocent in an avalanche.

But at the beginning, they never thought they would become that snowflake.

People do not have the ability to predict, so all inadvertent harm is not a crime for those who do not know.

How ridiculous.

"What I'm more curious about is whether your mother and I look similar?" Shen Nuo looked curious.

"Don't you think it's very presumptuous of you to say this?"

"I think," Shen Nuo nodded: "Then what?"

Yan Moyu seemed to be angry and laughed: "It's unreasonable."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

When he left, his handsome face was gloomy and his whole body felt cold.

All this was recorded by surveillance cameras.

Yan Ti watched the video of this scene, threw away the mouse in his hand, and sneered: "It's worthless."

"Maybe the young master just doesn't want to embarrass you. You see, the deal he negotiated in Honduras a while ago is beyond the reach of ordinary people." The old housekeeper spoke for Yan Moyu.

"That's what he should do," Yan Ti said coldly: "As my son, my only heir, if you don't even have this ability, you might as well throw him into the sea to feed the fish as soon as possible to avoid embarrassment."

The old housekeeper stopped talking.

Yan Ti's face was gloomy for a while, then he glanced at Shen Nuo in the surveillance video and suddenly asked, "What day is it today?"

"It's November 11th, boss."

The aura around Yan Ti slowly dropped.

"Inform Yan Moyu and ask him to live in the manor from tomorrow, and tell him not to disturb Xiao Nuo if nothing happens."

"Yes."

"You go down."

"Yes."

Yan Ti picked up the vibrating cell phone: "What's the matter?"

"Boss, it's bad. Most of our strongholds and pipelines in Asia have been destroyed. Not only have there been heavy casualties, but all the goods have also been lost."

Yan Ti's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face instantly darkened: "Who did this!"

"It's unclear at this time and we're investigating."

Yan Ti was almost laughed out of anger: "The dens have been smashed into rubbish, and the goods have been emptied, but you don't even know who did it. Are you kidding me? Should you wait until others You hit me here and you still tell me you don’t know? Huh?!”

The people over there fell silent instantly.

Yan Ti was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and walked back and forth: "I will give you one day, and I will know the results in one day. If you can't find out, you will not live anymore, you losers!"

"Yes!"

Yan Ti hung up the phone, with a tense face, opened the door and strode out, followed immediately by the driver and bodyguard waiting at the door.

After getting in the car, Yan Ti looked gloomy: "Gather everyone together and have a meeting at the same place!"

The person standing outside the car nodded: "Yes!"

The car door closed and the car left the manor.

Shen Nuo stood on the second floor, looking at the car going away, with a calm expression, but his slender and long hands slowly slid on the palm of his hand.

The sliding arc forms an ordinary but powerful five-pointed star.

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