Chapter Seven

An hour later.

The Rolls-Royce drove smoothly on the road.

The driver in black, sitting in the front seat, kept his eyes glued to the road ahead the entire time, his meticulous gaze focused as if he could see nothing else.

The assistant in the passenger seat kept his head down, staring intently at the iPad in his hand, as if he were completely absorbed in his work, his body practically screaming "I can't see you."

In fact, the two people in the back row really couldn't see them either.

Ignoring the two people in front of him, Shen Longcheng wore a pleasant smile as he casually glanced at the financial news on his tablet, occasionally looking at Yu Ningning beside him.

Seeing that Yu Ningning was about to finish flipping through the magazine, he handed her another one at the opportune moment: "Do you need me to have a few more sent over?"

Ignoring Shen Longcheng's hand once again, Yu Ningning pulled a new magazine from the box in front of her seat, not even giving the person next to her a glance: "No need."

She was already exceptionally beautiful and striking, one of the most outstanding looks in the entertainment industry. Now, with her deliberately cold face and a defiant attitude, she exuded even more vibrant beauty.

—Like an angry little red fox baring its teeth.

Shen Longcheng's smile widened as he put the magazine away and finally asked the question that everyone could see at a glance: "Sister Ning, are you angry with me right now?"

"No!" Yu Ningning denied without hesitation, and sneered, "How could I dare to be angry with Young Master Shen? He's a powerful person who can tear apart 137 small worlds with his bare hands and endure pain that no one else can bear."

Hearing this sarcastic remark, Shen Longcheng was not angry at all; instead, his smile became even more delighted: "Sister Ning, I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again."

The person has been found.

He naturally no longer needs to wander among the myriad small worlds.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing "there will be a next time," Yu Ningning's anger flared even more. She flipped through the magazine in her hand with a loud rustling sound and said sarcastically without any politeness, "Please watch your words, Young Master Shen. I am just an ordinary person and dare not accept Uncle Shen's apology, lest I shorten my lifespan later."

Upon hearing this, the driver and assistant both shrank back, wishing they could just poke their ears out.

Shen Longcheng pretended not to notice the anger in her words, and couldn't suppress the pleasure on her lips: "Sister Ning, I know you're actually worried about me."

Having her deepest and most subtle thoughts exposed, Yu Ningning refused to reveal a trace of them on her face. She gave a haughty snort and said, "Young Master Shen is quite confident. What do I have to do with you? Why should I be the one to feel sorry for you?"

Shen Longcheng ignored the sarcasm and continued to apologize earnestly, "Sister Ning, I'm sorry, I just wanted to find you."

"I've really missed you all these years."

Caught off guard by these words, Yu Ningning, still furious, bit her lip hard to stop the sarcasm that was about to spill from her mouth. She gritted her teeth and said, "Tearing apart one hundred and thirty-seven small worlds, do you know you could die at any moment? Do you know how much pain you'll have to endure?"

She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence.

Having experienced 137 small worlds, how could he not know the pain and torment he had endured?

He simply went ahead without hesitation.

This only made Yu Ningning angrier.