Chapter 172 You really want to escape from me, huh?

Wei Chizheng was taken aback, and his dark pupils immediately dimmed.

A few seconds later, Wei Chizheng came to his senses and said, "Nanzhi, I don't want you to leave. Can you stay and keep me company?"

He still wanted to try.

He didn't want her to leave.

Xie Nanzhi didn't understand his inner anxiety, and she also had her own concerns.

Wei Chi doesn't love her. If things continue like this, she will be the one who suffers in the end.

She's had enough of the pain of love and doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, so she doesn't want to get herself into a deeper situation while she can extricate herself.

Cut your losses in time.

That's her attitude.

Xie Nanzhi tried her best to ignore Wei Chizheng's broken gaze, afraid that she would soften her heart. "Wei Chizheng, I really have to go back. I don't belong in the capital."

Wei Chizheng remained silent.

After a while, in the instant Xie Nanzhi and he looked into each other's eyes, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her lips.

Reluctance and longing overwhelmed his consciousness like a raging flood. His wild kiss was forceful and domineering, until his delicate lips were ravaged and reddened, before he finally released her, panting heavily.

The crimson eyes, the sweltering heat, and the intense emotions gradually subsided into calm.

Wei Chizheng said in a deep voice, "When are you leaving? I'll see you off."

Xie Nanzhi avoided his direct gaze and said softly, "It might be tomorrow. If you're too busy, you don't need to see me off. It's very convenient to get to the airport."

He choked a few times, but didn't respond. He straightened up and said, "Get some rest."

Xie Nanzhi: "Okay."

Wei Chizheng gently closed the door and went into the study in the dead of night.

He leaned his tall frame against the edge of the table, gazing at the painting hanging on the wall, his deep-set eyes filled with sorrow.

After an unknown amount of time, the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray was still smoking. He was still leaning there, his tall back like a frost-covered stone statue. The half-burnt cigarette that had escaped between his fingers burned to his fingertips, but the scorch marks did not make his eyelashes tremble in the slightest.

Zhizhi, I want to love you properly.

Did you know?

If he were a healthy person, he would do everything he could to possess her, so how could he possibly let her go?

The next day, Xie Nanzhi got up in a daze. She hadn't slept well the night before and kept having bad dreams.

Every morning when she woke up, her heart rate was much higher than usual, and she couldn't calm down no matter what she did.

After changing into a black dress, Xie Nanzhi took out a trench coat. The weather in the capital was getting colder day by day, and the autumn wind was almost mercilessly blowing the leaves yellow, which also brought a chill to her body.

She pushed open the bedroom door and went out, but just like yesterday, she didn't see Wei Chizheng. He was left with only a sticky note.

Wei Chizheng said that she no longer needed to cooperate with the adoption procedures, and she could leave Beijing at any time if she wanted to. As for the things he promised her, he had already handed them over to his lawyer, and there would be news in the next couple of days.

So, Wei Chizheng left again without a word?

They're not even willing to greet you in person?

Xie Nanzhi frowned, crumpled the sticky note in her palm into a piece of waste paper, and finally ruthlessly threw it into the trash can.

Did he really think she actually cared about those things?

She bought the next available flight to Hong Kong and cleaned up all traces of herself, leaving the entire apartment spotless.

Dragging his suitcase, Wei Chizheng took one last look at the apartment before turning and leaving.

On the way to the airport, Xie Nanzhi sent a message to Wang Shufen, telling her that she would arrive in Gangcheng this evening and that they could have dinner together that night.

Xie Nanzhi was away for many days this time, and Wang Shufen truly missed her daughter.

She told Xie Nanzhi that she would prepare dinner and wait for her at home that evening.

Xie Nanzhi felt a sweet warmth in her heart. This must be what it means for a mother to worry about her son even when he is far away. She never expected that she would finally experience the warmth of home at the age of twenty-something.

Xie Nanzhi hailed a car outside the hotel to go to the airport, and the car arrived shortly after.

The driver was very kind and helped her put her suitcase in the trunk. Xie Nanzhi said thank you and got into the car first.

There was no joy in parting, only sorrow and melancholy. Her deep gaze drifted to the fleeting scenery outside the window, where trees of varying heights rushed past.

After a long while, the car drove onto the airport expressway, when suddenly, a car crashed into it from behind.

Xie Nanzhi's body slammed hard against the driver's seat, her head buzzing and her vision spinning.

Then, the driver who got out of the car to negotiate was shoved aside. The driver glared at him and said, "Hey, you're the one who hit me, and you're still acting like a jerk. You stand there..."

Just as the driver was about to give chase, the man in black behind him opened a box full of cash. "Take the money and get out."

The driver was dumbfounded; he had never seen so much money in his life. He quickly took the cash and ran away.

At that moment, the man opened the car door, bent over, and revealed a wicked smile, "Nanzhi, we meet again."

The next second, Xie Nanzhi swung the stun gun she was carrying at him, but she underestimated the man's vigilance.

Her wrist was twisted forcefully, and the stun gun fell to the ground.

Xie Nanzhi frowned, her eyes turning cold. "Wei Jing, what are you planning to do now?"

Pei Jingchuan's expression was sinister, his thick eyes filled with a perverse fanaticism. "Let's do what we didn't finish last time, Nanzhi. I've said it before, I'm determined to have you."

Having learned too many lessons, Pei Jingchuan dared not underestimate Xie Nanzhi again; this woman was far smarter and more courageous than he had imagined.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen for her and died once.

Pei Jingchuan casually pulled out a syringe. Xie Nanzhi saw the clear liquid inside and exclaimed in surprise, "Wei Jing, what is this?"

A bloodthirsty smile played on his lips as he gently traced her lips with his fingertip. "Our Nanzhi is too clever; she's fallen for your tricks before, so we have to be careful. But don't worry, it's just anesthesia; it won't harm your body. I love you so much, how could I bear to?"

Did I fall victim to her?

Is it about the time I hurt him with the hairpin?

Before Xie Nanzhi could think further, Pei Jingchuan had already inserted the needle into her muscle and pushed the syringe.

Almost instantly, Xie Nanzhi's vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

Pei Jingchuan gently held her in his arms, carrying her from the original car to his own. He tilted his head and looked at her as if she were a precious treasure.

"Nanzhi, I will definitely make you fall in love with me again. Do you know, without your love, I would rather be dead."

Pei Jingchuan leaned down and kissed her lips, feeling completely satisfied.

...

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Xie Nanzhi woke up in complete darkness.

It was pitch black; she tried to move, only to find that her hands and feet were locked, and she couldn't even get off the bed.

With her brows furrowed, she struggled desperately, and all that could be heard was the clanging of the chains.

The unfamiliar, pitch-black environment instilled a sense of unease and tension. Her wrists and ankles were scraped raw and bleeding.

Pei Jingchuan entered and saw the bedsheets stained with blood, his face darkening instantly. He strode over and demanded, "You really want to run away? You really want to leave me?"