She was originally the third young lady of the Gong family, with a delicate and weak constitution since childhood. After being accidentally framed and falling into dire straits, a spiritual divine ...
Gong Ning stared blankly at the person lying in a pool of blood, and sadly realized that she actually agreed with Gong Xiangru's words from the bottom of her heart.
Gong Xiangru was truly a very competent opponent for her.
She still can't understand why, after experiencing two painful lifetimes, she still retains these ridiculous moral boundaries deep down...
"Gong Ning, you're not nearly as calm as you appear, are you? I brought you here today to make you suffer, and it seems I've succeeded?" Gong Xiangru said, closing her eyes wearily. "Dare to shoot? If not, go back. I hope I'll never see you in any Gong family activity area again... you..."
"Bang—bang—bang—bang—"
The cold-faced man snatched the gun from Gong Ning's hand and fired a shot into each of her limbs.
He then pulled the stiff-bodied Gong Ning away, leaving the barely alive Gong Xiangru gradually falling into a coma.
The person lying in the pool of blood had a faint smile on her face; she had largely achieved her goal.
Triggering deep-seated fears is an effective way to bring Gong Ning back to her previous depressed state of mind.
Gong Xiangru firmly believes that no matter how much Gong Ning has changed, this time, she will not be disappointed!
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The moment Gong Ning stepped out the door, she forcefully broke free from the man's grip on her hand, turned around and ran in the opposite direction. She hadn't run more than a few steps when Yan Jingzhou's long arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back.
Confined in his arms, she did not struggle violently, but simply looked down at the large hand on her waist and remained silent.
She leaned against his chest, her thin back seemingly melting from the intense heat behind her; his embrace was always so warm.
Before I could think of anything else, I suddenly felt a dizzying sensation as my vision blurred.
The man bent down, suddenly picked her up horizontally, placed her in the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and remained silent throughout the entire process until he opened the door and got in the car.
The sound of the car engine starting made Gong Ning look up, staring blankly at the desolate scene outside the car window—an abandoned industrial park.
Barren, abandoned, overgrown with weeds...
Gong Ning pinched her palms hard, suppressing her inner impulse, and didn't look at his face.
"Yan Jingzhou, what if... I want to leave?"
The emotions that Yan Jingzhou had been trying so hard to suppress burst forth the moment he heard those words, surging from the depths of his dark eyes.
The car shot off like an arrow released from a bow.
Along the way, the car was traveling at a speed that was terrifying. The scenery outside the window rushed past. Gong Ning's face was slightly pale. She gripped the window handle tightly with both hands, her lips were pressed together and looked pale with panic, but she stubbornly remained silent.
At that moment, she was probably in a crazy state of mind, letting the terrifying speed of her car slowly torture her life, without looking back.
Over the years, death has ceased to be a frightening topic for her; what truly torments her is something far more terrifying than death itself…
She didn't know how to describe this feeling, nor did she know why she had the courage to tell him she wanted to leave.
She knew perfectly well that these words were his Achilles' heel.
She leaned her head back in the chair, looking somewhat helpless, and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Gong Ning, what exactly are you doing right now?
When the car stopped, Gong Ning felt her consciousness was fading, but before she could catch her breath, Yan Jingzhou grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the car.
His actions were unprecedentedly rude.