Naturally, Xia Jingbei took control of his parents' inheritance.
She could have gotten it back when she was 18 years old, but Xia Jingbei kept delaying it for one reason or another.
She had no money and could not afford a lawyer. She was too young to get back the things that belong to her parents.
She could only endure it. When she was able and made money, the first thing she would do was to hire a lawyer and get all her parents' things back.
Over the years, everything she spent on living, studying, and spending money belonged to her parents and had nothing to do with Xia Jingbei.
Xia Jingbei has no face to act like she owed him!
"Which room is the injured person in?" Nan Jingheng asked.
Cheng Yi'an's mouth moved and she was already panicking.
"Shengyue will find out something happened sooner or later. Why don't you call the police now? Tell the truth if you encounter anything. It's just self-defense and it's not your fault." Nan Jingheng said calmly.
Perhaps it was his calmness that made her feel reassured, so she trembled and said: "9012..."
Nan Jingheng nodded and said to the general manager on the other end of the phone who had not yet hung up the phone: "In 9012. Also, give me another room, on the top floor."
Cheng Yi'an saw that the elevator had reached the 12th floor and quickly pressed the button for the 13th floor.
When the elevator stopped and the door opened, she ran out.
Nan Jingheng held her wrist and pulled her back.
At the same time, Cheng Yi'an stretched out her long arm and saw his jade-white fingers pressing the door-close button.
She didn't know how his hands grew, like jade bones.
Cheng Yi'an shook his hands agitatedly: "What are you doing? Let me go!"
Cheng Yi'an's expression changed, as if Nan Jingheng was a bad person and wanted to do evil to her.
Nan Jingheng pulled her to the corner of the elevator. The elevator door was already closed.
"Don't get agitated, I didn't want to do anything to you. If you are bullied, fighting back is just self-defense, and the responsibility does not lie with you. But if you hurt someone, take the initiative to call the police, and the initiative will be in your hands. Otherwise, The other party called the police first, but you can't explain clearly." Nan Jingheng analyzed calmly.
But because of Cheng Yi'an's intense emotion, Nan Jingheng's tone became more severe.
Even though Chu Zhaoyang and the others looked at him, he was the youngest. When he was in his twenties, he could still act cute to Chu Zhaoyang and the others.
But now that he was over thirty, he was much more mature and steady. And the most real side was only reserved for those brothers.
After all, he was now 13 years older than Cheng Yi'an.
The stern look was particularly impressive.
Cheng Yi'an was stunned for a moment, and her reaction was finally not so intense.
But the heat in her heart was getting stronger and stronger, and when Nan Jingheng held her wrist, she couldn't help but tremble.
Obviously, his palm was so hot, but when it fell on her wrist, it became cold and comfortable, neutralizing the burning sensation in her body.
Cheng Yi'an couldn't hold it back and snorted softly.
As soon as the soft voice came out, she was startled.
The blushing cheeks turned pale for a moment, then she immediately stopped her voice and gritted her teeth, not daring to make another soft hum.
She leaned against the elevator, and the coldness of the elevator walls spread to her skin through her clothes, slightly easing the heat in her body.
But it seemed that the walls of the elevator were getting hot even after it had been posted for a long time, so she could only move a little.
She didn't dare to make too big a move to make Nan Jingheng suspicious.
They were the only two people in the elevator. Although the hum was soft, Nan Jingheng still heard it.
He looked back at her in surprise, and saw that her previously fair cheeks were only slightly red, but now they seemed to be on fire, and she was as gorgeous as a peach or plum.
She had been avoiding looking at him, lowering her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like butterfly wings, which made her heart tremble.
Nan Jingheng scratched his chest unconsciously, as if his heart had been scratched by her eyelashes just now.
Aware of his gaze, Cheng Yi'an raised her head to look at him.
Nan Jingheng was stunned and forgot about it, and kept holding her wrist.
Cheng Yi'an's eyes were misty and seemed to be filled with deep grievances, filled with moisture and filled with peach blossoms.
The pink and red cheeks seemed to be smeared with peach blossom juice.
The rosy lips were now even more moist and gorgeous red, so moist and soft that it made people want to bite them.
The lips were slightly opened, revealing the looming white teeth inside.
He didn't know what happened to her, but she started to breathe rapidly, and her chest was rising and falling, as if she was floating in a boat.
Looking like that, she could seduce anyone to death.
It made the air in the elevator extremely hot.
Nan Jingheng's eyebrows deepened, and the hand holding Cheng Yi'an's wrist suddenly tightened.
"Don't look!" Cheng Yi'an suddenly said angrily.
But now, how could she look even remotely angry?
The eyes were full of water, and the cheeks were as rosey as the dew-filled rose petals in the morning.
Even the rebuke that comes out of her mouth didn't sound like a rebuke, but rather like a coward.
With annoyance, anger, resentment, and coquettishness.
That voice was delicate, as if it was filled with water, and it could be repeated a thousand times.
Nan Jingheng's heart palpitated, and the elevator slowly stopped. The sound of "ding" brought him back to his senses.
He suddenly woke up and realized that he had just lost his composure. His heart sank, and even his face turned dark.
With a sullen face, he dragged Cheng Yi'an out of the elevator.
He thought she was pitiful just now, but now it didn't look like that anymore.
At a young age, she was able to seduce a strange man he met for the first time.
Just what this little girl did just now, she was clearly trying to seduce him!
Nan Jingheng's lips pressed into a tight line.