Chen Rou was also exhausted. Just as she was about to push Nie Zhao away, she heard him say again, "A Rou, you care a lot about my life and death, don't you?"
Even bodyguards with million-dollar salaries, like Sam and Hank, would hesitate to shield their boss from bullets if they weren't wearing bulletproof vests. But Chen Rou wouldn't. To this day, they have gone through three months of bloody fighting, and Mrs. Nie has a terrifying quality: she seems ready to take a bullet for him at any time.
Nie Zhao was not moved by this; he only felt terrified and a little annoyed.
In fact, after so much time, he had already figured out Chen Rou's background and the origin of her spirit of sacrifice.
That kind of spirit didn't matter to Song Yuanchao or anyone else, but it certainly didn't apply to his wife.
So before Chen Rou could answer, he asked again, "Have you ever thought about what would happen to me if you died?"
Chen Rou was still on the side of the special police, and subconsciously she thought that Boss Nie should hire a few more bodyguards.
Just then, Kuang Zai's footsteps could be heard, and Nie Zhao paused as well.
But Kwong was so clever; he didn't come in and even closed the half-closed door.
In the darkness, Boss Nie stroked his wife's face and said, "There is a high probability that I will marry another wife, and I will still deeply miss you, love you to the core, and love you even after you die."
Chen Rou was angry, so angry that she lay flat on her back.
She suddenly realized why she disliked Nie Rong so much—it was the kind of deep love that Nie Zhao was talking about now, the kind that comes after death. That kind of belated affection is cheap as grass and only makes people feel disgusted.
She took a deep breath, eager to hear what else her cheap husband could possibly say.
Nie Zhao also knew how to make her even angrier. He continued, "I will miss you, but my new wife will subtly and silently use all sorts of methods to slander you, defame you, and hurt you. You once saved my life, didn't you..."
Chen Rou once saved his life, but now she's going to take it back.
She bared her teeth, her fists clenching so tightly they cracked: "Well, so what..." Let's see what other nonsense he can spout.
Nie Zhao touched his wife's forehead with his nose, inhaling the scent of her smooth skin, slightly sweaty yet always reassuring. He choked back a sob and said with difficulty, "A momentary affection cannot withstand the passage of time. If someone keeps sowing discord between me and you, slandering you, and speaking ill of you, when I am old, although I will still remember every knife you wielded for me and every bullet you took for me, what's terrible is that I will think it was only right. I might even feel smug about having the charm to make a woman take a bullet for me, without seeing it as a sacrifice."
Chen Rou grinned again, then turned her back to Nie Zhao: "Don't worry, I'm not going to die so easily."
She was so angry her head was buzzing.
She had already decided that, just like Empress Dowager Cixi killed Emperor Guangxu, if she were to die that day, she would kill Nie Zhao first.
Because the world he described after her death was so infuriating that she could be brought back to life even after she died.
However, emotions didn't occupy much of Chen Rou's world. Even though Boss Nie risked being strangled to death to say something so thrilling, she only said a harsh word and that was it. What she cared about most was why he had to be exposed to Yu Heng's gun on the ship. History was almost rewritten, and she would have killed a recipient of the Grand Bauhinia Medal.
So she said, "Mr. Nie, unless you have a particularly good explanation, your behavior on the deck tonight was very stupid."
Nie Zhao then realized that it was the hook he used to lure his wife into the bedroom, but he hadn't mentioned it yet.
The answer is actually quite simple: he's making a stupid mistake.
From a young age, he watched Mei Lu silently sow discord and slander Han Yuzhu in front of Nie Rong.
He watched helplessly as Nie Rong went from missing Han Yuzhu to hating her, and then to thinking that everything Han Yuzhu did was justified, placing himself in a despicable and shameful position of honor. Meanwhile, Nie Zhao's mother, the woman who once captivated all the police officers in Hong Kong when she danced at Mei Li Lou, could not find peace even in her grave, being dragged and trampled by a woman who was only fit to be her dust in every way.
He saw everything and knew that feelings were ephemeral, but when he stood in the shadows and saw the rotating police lights sweeping across the dark Supreme Treasure ship, and Yu Heng raising his gun, taking advantage of the light aiming at his wife, he still stepped forward.
He knew that once he was shot in the head, he would be nothing more than a moss-covered tombstone in his wife's mind, a tombstone of stupidity, for the long years to come. But he still stepped forward, so there is only one answer: he was stupid.
However, Mr. Nie certainly wouldn't expose his weakness. The night was long, and he had many ways to appease his wife.
He said, "By the way, the mainland side has made contact with that woman named Li Mei."
Chen Rou wasn't completely fooled by Nie Zhao; rather, her husband was wealthy and resourceful, and the world tends to favor the rich and powerful. There were many things she could only learn through him.
Li Xia, Chen Ke's wife, is also his biological mother.
She hurriedly asked, "What did the mainland side say? Did you get her phone number and address?"
With Inspector Yu gone, she planned to go home, but having grown up in an orphanage, she didn't know her home's address.
She needs an address.
Nie Zhao put his arm around his wife and said, "I'm so sleepy. Let's take a nap for half an hour first, and I'll tell you slowly after we rest."
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