She had to say it sooner or later. What was she worried about?
Ji Yan took a deep breath to calm herself down and found it hard to say anything, “I want to borrow money…”
After saying this, she felt that her cheeks were burning hot. And her clothes were soaked with cold sweat on her back.
The hall was dead silent. She lowered her head and crossed her fingers uneasily. She didn’t hear any sound, so she slowly raised her head and looked at Shang Jinshen.
Shang Jinshen was lying sideways like an iceberg. At this time, his pair of obsidian eyes were staring at her motionlessly.
It was sharp, and there was a faint sign of a storm coming.
She was even more flustered. She knew that she had gone too far this time.
She stammered and explained, “They are my parents. They said that their business investment failed and Ji Gui was going to get married, so…”
For some reason, she was still so afraid of him.
Shang Jinshen’s voice was indifferent, like a continuous horizontal line, “So?”
He was still waiting.
Ji Yan was aware of this and no longer had any scruples, “They said they needed 50 million…”
For the Shang family, 50 million was just a piece of cake.
But for her, it was an astronomical number.
As an ordinary woman, she had never seen 50 million, but she actually said it out in front of Shang Jinshen.
At this moment, she finally realized how shameless she was.
She was so thick-skinned that she even feel disgusted with herself.
Shang Jinshen’s mouth curled into a cold smile. He did not take it seriously and asked, “Are you worth 50 million?”
Ji Yan was about to suffocate. She saw Shang Jinshen turn around with no expression and never looked back. When the wheelchair slid to the door, he suddenly stopped.
“Next time, don’t waste your time and effort.”
She knew that he was talking about the table of food. She twitched her nose and didn’t know how to face him.
In the middle of the night, Ji Yan took a bath and sat in Shang Jinshen’s room. This was also their wedding room.
However, she had been sleeping in the study room since they got married.
At this time, there was another thunderstorm outside the house. It was rare to see a thunderstorm in late autumn. After a while, she heard the pitter-patter sound of the rain on the roof.
Ji Yan opened the curtains and saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the scenery outside was blurred.
She pushed open the window. The breeze and raindrops floated, and the cold wind went straight into one’s pores.
She shivered from the cold and hurriedly closed the window. Only then did she feel how warm it was inside the room.
She didn’t know how long it would take for Shang Jinshen to come back.
At this time, she heard footsteps coming from outside the house. Her body stiffened. Before she could react, the door opened.
Madam Zhang pushed Shang Jinshen in. He was lying on the wheelchair with his eyes slightly closed. It seemed that he was taking a nap.
Madam Zhang sighed, “Madam Ji Yan, Mr. Shang is drunk. Please help me support him. I’ll make some soup for him to sober up.”
Ji Yan hurried up. As expected, as soon as she got close to Shang Jinshen, she smelled a strong alcohol smell on him.
She frowned and didn’t know why he drank so much.
“Alas, Mr. Shang seldom gets drunk like this. I don’t know what’s wrong with him.”
Madam Zhang muttered and assisted Ji Yan to help Shang Jinshen get on the bed. After the door closed, Ji Yan looked at the man lying on the bed.
Did he only drink because she talked about that 50 million?
She picked up the wool blanket and stepped forward to unbutton his coat. As soon as her slender fingers touched the last button, he grabbed her with his cold hands.
She shrank back in a panic, only to see that his eyes had opened without her knowing. His black eyes were like stars. She paused and pulled out her fingers, “Shang…”
Before she could utter the second word, he turned over and pressed her under his body.
His hand was still holding onto her fingers tightly.
After he got drunk, he didn’t seem to have the usual intense pressure, but he still didn’t let his guard down.
“Why? You can’t wait to get on my bed already?”
Ji Yan blushed and tried to push him away, but she was still pressed under him. She bit her lips and said, “Shang Jinshen, you’re drunk.”
However, his words were exceptionally clear, “What? Am I not qualified to sleep with you?”