Chapter 195

Ever since his encounter with Shi Xiaonan last time, Ning Weidong had been unable to get her out of his mind.

Arriving downstairs at the Tongzi Building, Ning Weidong parked his bicycle and went up the stairs to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Shi Xiaonan's voice came from inside, answering the door.

"It's me~" Ning Weidong announced, and immediately heard hurried footsteps coming from inside the room.

Then, with a "creak," the somewhat old door made a teeth-gritting sound.

It was already night, and Shi Xiaonan did not know Ning Weidong was coming; the sweltering weather had her dressed very lightly, wearing shorts that exposed her long, fair legs, and on top, a washed-out tank top that hung loosely on her body, barely covering her large breasts.

She certainly couldn't go out in this outfit, and if she hadn't heard it was Ning Weidong, she would never have opened the door for anyone.

Ning Weidong's eyes lit up.

Although an electric fan was running, the design of this Tongzi Building meant the rooms on either side faced either south or north, with no cross-breeze, making it extremely hot inside.

Even dressed like this, she was still covered in sweat, glistening under the light.

Ning Weidong stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and without a word, pulled her into an embrace...

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Weidong felt unsatisfied.

However, when it came to this, as long as one's body was in good shape, there was no such thing as "enough."

The so-called increase in self-control that comes with age and experience is, frankly, just a decline in hormone levels, where the heart is willing but the flesh is weak.

After Ning Weidong transmigrated, although his mental age was high, the hormone levels and physical condition of this body dictated his needs in this regard.

"Weidong, I really can't anymore!" Shi Xiaonan pleaded.

Ning Weidong chuckled: "You weren't like this last time."

Shi Xiaonan said: "Last time I was afraid~ afraid of ruining your mood..."

Ning Weidong said playfully: "And you're not afraid this time?"

Shi Xiaonan turned her head to avoid his gaze and whispered: "Even if I were, it wouldn't matter, you... you are so endless, who could handle it!"

Ning Weidong laughed out loud.

He could see that Shi Xiaonan's words were half-true and half-false; while his physical stamina was indeed astonishing, it was also partly Shi Xiaonan's exaggeration to please him.

But even so, hearing it from Shi Xiaonan's mouth was gratifying.

It's not for nothing that many people in the past were obsessed with opera performers; every word, every action, every frown, and every smile carried an artistic polish that didn't feel artificial.

When Shi Xiaonan truly wanted to please someone, she had her ways.

Ning Weidong also guessed what she was thinking.

Living in this place was, after all, not a long-term solution.

Moreover, Shi Xiaonan's current situation was a bit awkward; being alone at home all day, whenever she ran into neighbors in the building, some nosy middle-aged women would always pry, asking about her family situation, where she worked, and her marital status, all of which she found difficult to answer.

Then there was the matter of Shi Xiaonan's future work.

Ever since she made up her mind to divorce Wang Kai, Shi Xiaonan had chosen her career over her life.

She longed to continue performing on stage.

Ning Weidong gave her bottom a light, rhythmic pat, making a "smack" sound, and said with a smile: "Sister Shi, that really is springy."

Shi Xiaonan let out a soft "ying."

Ning Weidong grabbed her hand and said calmly: "Don't worry, you stay here for a few days, I will arrange another place for you. As for work... I'll find a theater troupe later to put your name on their roster. When spring comes next year... aren't we going to perform in Hong Kong~ I'll find someone to get you a spot, if you want to sing, we'll sing."

Hearing this, Shi Xiaonan's heart couldn't help but leap. She had originally hoped to join a small troupe and have the chance to perform again, but she hadn't expected Ning Weidong to promise her such a grand opportunity right away.

"Re... really!" Shi Xiaonan couldn't quite believe it.

Ning Weidong smiled without a word; in truth, for him, getting Shi Xiaonan into a Beijing Opera troupe was not difficult at all.

Shi Xiaonan's talent was evident; she could sell tickets the moment she stepped on stage, rather than being a freeloader.

Furthermore, among the various Beijing Opera troupes in Beijing, except for a few top-tier ones, the rest were collective-owned—the better ones were Big Collectives, and the worse ones were just small collectives.

In this era, such units were the least desirable.

For Ning Weidong to get someone into one of these, not only was it easy, but he could even be picky.

As for the opportunity to perform in Hong Kong, Ning Weidong had other ideas.

In this era, regarding the situation in Hong Kong, whether in his past life or his current one, he had only heard rumors, and he wanted to use this opportunity to let Shi Xiaonan go over and see for herself.

Actually, it would be best for Ning Weidong to go himself, but at this moment, going to Hong Kong or abroad rashly was still a very sensitive matter.

Without a solid reason, it was easy for people to speculate groundlessly.

But that was a matter for later; for now, with Shi Xiaonan, the most urgent problem to solve was housing.

Living here was equivalent to being under the nose of Zhao Ruyi, which definitely wouldn't work for long.

Ning Weidong calculated in his mind, planning to tell Ning Wei to ask Yang Zhengdong tomorrow, using Ning Wei's name.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Bai Fengqin stretched her neck to look into the courtyard, and seeing that the Ning Family home was still dark, she pouted.

Bai Fengyu was soaking her feet nearby and asked: "Still not back?"

Bai Fengqin gave an "un," muttering to herself that it was so late and she didn't know where all that work came from.

Bai Fengyu found it normal; she had a very clear sense of her own position and never had any unrealistic expectations.

However, after the incident with Qian Xiaopeng, Bai Fengqin had become more attentive to Ning Weidong.

Bai Fengyu wanted to warn her, but then she thought that in another month or so, Bai Fengqin would be going to a university in another province, and by then, all these thoughts would fade away.

She said calmly: "Stop looking, hurry up and tidy up to go to bed."

Bai Fengqin's expression stiffened slightly, and she turned back to the window, saying: "Sister, do you think someone like Zhao Ruyi, a high-ranking official's child, could really marry into our courtyard?"

Bai Fengyu pursed her lips; the thought of this question gave her a headache too.

If Zhao Ruyi came, she really didn't know how to get along with her.

If, by any chance, the other party noticed something during her contact with Ning Weidong, she feared she wouldn't have a good outcome.

She was just thinking about this when suddenly a figure flickered outside the window, heading straight for Ning Weidong's house.

Bai Fengqin looked out abruptly, thinking it was Ning Weidong who had returned.

Who would have thought that when the person reached the outside of Ning Weidong's house and discovered no one was inside, they began pacing back and forth at the doorway in a panic.

Bai Fengqin let out an "Eh," as that person was clearly not Ning Weidong, and it looked like they had something urgent.

She couldn't help but feel curious and leaned toward the window to see what was going on.

(Helping my parents move tomorrow, guaranteed at least 6,000 words the day after.) (End of chapter)