Chapter 59: You Deserve to Be Single for the Rest of Your Life!

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Lin Xianxian let out a sigh:
[Ultimately, Ning Feng chooses to leave. He wants to travel around the world and truly live for himself.]
[And yet, the international flight crashes... The author doesn't leave a single sliver of hope for this pair of poor souls!]
[Ning Feng dies, and right when his flight crashes, Shang Feifei is tidying up the house and happens to find the pendant she gave Ning Feng when they were children! Turns out, Shang Feifei had been in love with Ning Feng since they were very young!]
[She rushes to the airport in pursuit, but the flight has already taken off...]

Lin Xianxian couldn't help but want to curse:
[When I first read this part, I don't know how many times I was so angry I wanted to hit someone... I thought the author would write that Ning Feng couldn't bear to leave after all and never actually boarded the plane...]
[Instead, damn it, Ning Feng got on the plane! They recovered his bones and his only remaining keepsake... the cufflinks Shang Feifei gave him.]
[Shang Feifei just cradled that cufflink, along with the pendant she had given Ning Feng in childhood, and wept until she went blind... Well, of course, that's an exaggeration, but anyway, she cried for a very long time.]
[Afterwards, Shang Feifei never fell in love again. With the help of her brothers and sisters-in-law, she raised three children, but she developed severe depression and committed suicide in her forties using Ning Feng's keepsake.]

Ning Feng: "..."
His hands trembled slightly; Ning Feng no longer even had the strength to stand up.
Just as his mind went completely blank, a large hand gently patted his shoulder.
Shang Yang had appeared from somewhere and said in a low voice:
"You... take a break. I'll take the two of them back first."
Shang Yang was silent for a moment. "Don't drive yourself later. I've told the driver to stay behind. I'll drive them, and you can have the driver take you back."

Ning Feng's eyes lacked even the slightest focus, yet he still subconsciously followed Shang Yang's instructions.
"Yes... President Shang..."
Shang Yang sighed inwardly.
Actually, he had arrived earlier, right when Lin Xianxian was recounting how Yang Haoyu had sent Shang Beiming to prison.
He hadn't expected Feifei and Ning Feng's storyline to be so full of twists and turns.
And he certainly hadn't expected that after his death, so many things would happen to the Shang family...

No matter how the plot was written, upon learning that such a future awaited them, Shang Yang's gaze grew resolute.
No matter what method it took, he would never let such things happen!
Even if Shang Feifei was unwilling, it didn't matter!
Even if he had to tie her up, as her uncle, he would drag Shang Feifei abroad and never give that Yang Haoyu a single opportunity!
Furthermore...

Shang Yang glanced at Shang Feifei, who looked as if she had fallen asleep from drunkenness, his eyes dark and deep.
Furthermore, he didn't believe that his niece, knowing all of this, would still be foolish enough to cling stubbornly to a man like Yang Haoyu.

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"Lin Xianxian."
Lin Xianxian was wondering why the driver hadn't arrived yet when she heard Shang Yang's voice.
Upon seeing Shang Yang, her eyes instantly lit up.
The next second, remembering something, she glared fiercely at him.
[Hah, Lin Xianxian, addressing me by my full name... Anyone listening would think we were strangers, not husband and wife!]

Shang Yang: "..."
Simply feeling that "Xianxian" was overly intimate, he added:
"Xianxian, are you still awake?"
That gentle tone...
[Wait, did he call me Xianxian, and ask if I'm awake?]
Lin Xianxian's heart fluttered.
[System, do you think he assumes I'm drunk? That's right, after drinking this much, I *must* be drunk!]

In truth, Lin Xianxian hadn't drunk much tonight. She had agreed to meet up to vent about the men they liked, but after meeting with Shang Feifei, she hadn't mentioned her own affairs at all. Hearing Shang Feifei grow distressed once again over Yang Haoyu—that scumbag who kept blowing hot and cold—she simply couldn't hold back.
After that, Shang Feifei kept pouring drinks for herself while pouring her heart out, and listening to it made Lin Xianxian's head spin.
That was why she decided that, if only to save herself from being subjected to Shang Feifei's endless psychological torture, she had to break up her and Yang Haoyu!
Besides, the plot completion rate would just be a bit lower. As long as her persona as a vicious female supporting character didn't collapse and she helped the male and female protagonists reach their ending, it would count as passing.
She *had* to meddle in Shang Feifei's affairs!

That was why Lin Xianxian had calculated so much in her head just moments ago.
She had no idea that everything she thought had not only been heard by Shang Feifei and Ning Feng, but was also being heard loud and clear by the man right in front of her, Shang Yang.
At this moment, Lin Xianxian channeled her inner actress and immediately collapsed against Shang Yang:
"Wuwu... That's right, I'm drunk..."

Shang Yang: "..."
Would a truly drunk person admit to being drunk?
Amused, Shang Yang looked down at the girl in his arms; she was going to be a bit hard to manage now.
"Ning Feng."
"Yes."
Although Ning Feng's tone was still somewhat unnatural, he had clearly calmed down considerably.
Knowing the driver was there and realizing that Ning Feng would never harm Shang Feifei, Shang Yang instructed:
"You go with the driver and take Feifei back to the old residence."

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"Yes, President Shang."
Acknowledging the order, Ning Feng looked at Shang Feifei, who was visibly drunk to the point of complete unconsciousness, and hesitated for a moment...
Though "drunk," Lin Xianxian saw this and felt exasperated at his lack of initiative.
[Ning Feng!! You deserve to be single for the rest of your life!! Pick her up already!!]

Ning Feng: "..."
His hand shook, and he instinctively looked toward Shang Yang.
Expecting a sharp gaze from Shang Yang, he found instead that the man was merely following the gaze of the woman in his arms and looking back at him.
"What? Haven't you been working out lately?"
The implication being...
Ning Feng's expression shifted.
After a brief hesitation, he carefully helped Shang Feifei to her feet.
Fortunately, as he moved her, Shang Feifei seemed to sense something. She half-opened her eyes, glanced at him, and then wrapped her arms around him of her own accord.
Seizing the moment, Ning Feng hoisted Shang Feifei onto his back and hurried downstairs.

[Well, judging by that mobility... how could Ning Feng not work out? That arm strength is incredible... Huh, why didn't I notice before that this kid Ning Feng actually has a pretty good physique?]
Just as Lin Xianxian was thinking this, she let out a startled gasp as Shang Yang scooped her up into his arms!
Her eyes widened, her attention instantly snapping back to the man in front of her.
[Hehe, but if we're talking about a great physique, it has to be our Uncle Shang!]
Perhaps because she had been lifted up so effortlessly and was now draped entirely in Shang Yang's arms, the lingering depression from their wedding night and the wedding kiss incident vanished completely.
After all, that was just the plot; within the script, Shang Yang wouldn't kiss her, nor would anything happen between them on their wedding night.
But now was different, now...
Hehe, perk of the character!

[Ah, as expected of our Uncle Shang, the muscles in his arms are so well-defined and strong. Whoa, you totally can't tell when he's wearing clothes. His muscle mass isn't the kind that scares girls either; it's perfectly proportioned and robust—not an ounce too much, not an ounce too little...]
[I don't want to get down anymore, wuwu.]
Feigning drunkenness, Lin Xianxian even rubbed herself against Shang Yang's pectoral muscles.
Shang Yang: "..."
A ripple of amusement danced in his deep eyes as he strode forward, carrying Lin Xianxian downstairs.
Even as he descended the stairs, his pace remained steady, ensuring Lin Xianxian didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort.

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