Chapter 110 She Really Knows How to Control Him

"Miss Ning, didn't you go to his appointment to spend a good night together?"

The sarcasm in his words was like a knife stabbing into her heart.

"I pierced my thigh with a brooch to prevent him from touching me... you know."

"The surveillance footage shows that you got it pierced to prevent those ugly men who molested you from touching you."

"What about the surveillance in the box? Didn't you check it—"

"That's Mr. Gong's territory. The surveillance cameras in that room have been removed." Moss was so anxious that he was running around in circles watching the two enemies quarreling again.

Ning Fengsheng was silent for a moment and said, "I want to kill Gong Ye. If you hear me, you will definitely laugh at me and not believe me. But one day, he will die, killed by my own hands. Only then will you believe that I, Ning Fengsheng, have never lied."

“…”

"Nanchuan Shijue, you said you learned to trust me, but you never believed me at all. Every word I explained became a sophistry. But I don't blame you. I did a lot of wrong things in the past, which caused you to give up on me in your heart..." Ning Fengsheng's eyes were red. "I was used by Gong Ye so many times. It's all my own fault."

Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly trembled: "I have never given up on you - I gave you chance after chance."

"Then can't you give me another chance? Just one last time?" Ning Fengsheng raised his hand, grabbed his sleeve, and pleaded.

His arms were throbbing with veins.

"Gong Ye and this Doctor Wang had an agreement. He's willing to risk his own life to frame me. There must be a reason. Go investigate... Does Gong Ye have any evidence against Doctor Wang? Did Gong Ye put the lives of any of his family members at risk?" Ning Fengsheng's mind raced. "No matter how much you suspect me, can't you investigate thoroughly before sentencing me to death?"

“…”

"Gong Ye would call at this time. How did he choose the right time? How did he predict that you would receive this call?" Ning Fengsheng frowned and said, "There is a traitor in this family. Gong Ye is monitoring our conversation!"

Nanchuan Shijue pressed his thumb on her throbbing carotid artery: "What did you say?"

"Go and investigate the bodyguards and servants present to see who has surveillance cameras." Ning Fengsheng swept the hall with a sharp gaze.

There were only a few people at the scene, so it was easy to investigate.

Nanchuan Shijue looked at her deeply, his eyes terribly deep and dark. "Until the truth is revealed, don't even think about leaving the Rose Garden."

"Okay." Ning Fengsheng nodded obediently and turned to go upstairs. "I'll wait for you to investigate thoroughly. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Master, don't you know Miss Ning's character? She is so timid..." Moss also spoke well of Ning Fengsheng.

Nanchuan Shijue's face darkened.

"Shall I go back to my room now? I won't leave until the investigation is complete, okay?" Ning Fengsheng said obediently. Just as he was about to turn around and go upstairs, his backpack was grabbed from behind.

Nanchuan Shijue's long hand hooked the strap of her bag, his face cold: "Give me the bag."

Ning Fengsheng's shoulders trembled: "What do you want to pack for?"

"examine."

"There's nothing in there..."

"If you don't have anything, are you afraid of me seeing it?" Nanchuan Shijue stared deeply at the panic on her face, "Aren't you going out to meet him? I want to see what you brought to meet him!"

"Nanchuan Shijue—I already said I wasn't going to see him!" Ning Fengsheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she held her backpack tightly, "Don't do this!"

"Give it to me, don't force me to do it." Nanchuan Shijue's voice became a little hoarse.

Her nervous look revealed her confidence.

In the eyes of Nanchuan Shijue, these are all manifestations of guilty conscience!

"What are you pretending for? Are you so afraid of being seen by me?"

He simply ripped open the bag chain!

In addition to Ning Fengsheng's personal belongings, the bag also contained his birthday gift, a hand-knitted sweater for Old Lady Ning.

"You're going shopping, and you're bringing the keepsake I gave you?" Nanchuan Shijue grinned and sneered, "It's June 2nd, in the middle of summer, and Miss Ning is still wearing a sweater?"

Ning Fengsheng's hands and feet were cold and he said nothing.

"Where are you going? You're fully equipped, not a single thing is missing. You're planning to run into the arms of the palace dog with all this?" He sneered, "It's a pity that you're still pregnant with that bastard, and you're leaving like this. Isn't that a pity?"

“…”

"Are you disappointed that you didn't kill me like this?"

Did God take pity on him and leave this only thought for him to care about?!

Nanchuan Shijue felt like he was in an ice cellar, shivering with cold.

The feeling of being stabbed in the back again and again by the one you love is so heartbreaking!

"I'm not going to see Gong Ye. I won't—" Ning Fengsheng was still trying to explain, "I brought these things with me to return to the Ning family. I'm afraid I'll lose them..."

"Really? Can I still trust you, Ning Fengsheng?"

"Promise to trust me again..." Ning Fengsheng couldn't tell his plan to escape at this time.

But then, the phone dinged...

Nanchuan Shijue raised his hand stiffly, her cell phone still tightly held in his hand, sweating.

Just one glance, and it was like being struck by lightning.

He froze as he swiped the screen, clicked on the message and read it for a long time.

Then, the smile on his face became even scarier, as crimson as a demon that had just licked blood: "The flight is at 3pm, to New Zealand, and I've changed my identity."

Ning Fengsheng's mind went blank. He was sentenced to death in an instant. It was useless to say anything.

"Miss Ning, are you going to such a far place to go shopping?" He laughed wildly, clutching his phone.

The laughter mixed with the occasional thunder outside the window was quite terrifying.

Moss stepped back in fear. The young master's smile was strange and terrifying...

It's even scarier than when he smashes things to vent his anger.

Nanchuan Shijue laughed so hard that his tall figure bent, his hands pressed on his chest, and then he clenched his fists and punched down hard.

Damn, this broken heart started to ache wildly again.

How could it be in pain? Why should it be in pain?

He pounded his chest fiercely, as if he wanted to smash his heart.

Ning Fengsheng was also frightened: "Nanchuan Shijue, don't do this..."

"Master, stop smashing it!"

Nanchuan Shijue really wanted to smash his chest, and he wished he could immediately dig out this hideous and painful heart and crush it.

The sternum was smashed with a sound, and there was a sound of bones breaking...

Ning Fengsheng suddenly threw himself into his arms, regardless of the risk of being knocked unconscious by his fist.

"Nanchuan Shijue... please..." Ning Fengsheng's tears fell, and his nose felt sore, "Don't hurt yourself..."

Nanchuan Shijue was almost about to hit her with his fist, but he retracted it at the last moment.

His frantic movements paused, and he looked at the woman holding him in tears...

Every time, her tears made him feel heartbroken.

She really knows how to control him.

Nanchuan Shijue clearly felt like he had fallen into hell, his whole body burning in flames, but he still felt sorry for the crocodile tears shed by this woman.

He is hopeless... there is really no hope...