Chapter 128 The treasure was stolen by Miss Ning
Nanchuan Shijue ripped off his tie and wrapped it around his neck, crushing his knees with his heels. As he leaned over, his blood-stained hair brushed across the man's terrified eyes. "Slut, huh? Then I'll make sure you don't even deserve to wear shoes."
Scarface's leg bones were broken by the kick, and he let out an inhuman howl.
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The Ning family is holding a grand banquet and has invited many famous guests.
"Mr. Gong is such a love-struck bastard," a jewel-adorned lady swung her red wine glass. "He even lavished hundreds of millions on red envelopes from a helicopter this time!"
"Not only that, the Gong Group just announced yesterday that they've acquired a European winery, a South Asian castle, and the villas in Xili, all of which are now under Miss Ning's name... They've also acquired three private hospitals, supposedly specifically for Miss Ning's health..."
The laughter and joy were cut short by the roar of the helicopter.
Thirty black cars pierced the night—
The bodyguards flooded into the banquet hall like a black tide, scaring the crowd into rioting. Some people spilled caviar, some knocked over champagne towers, and some stepped on each other's skirts.
The helicopter landed in the front yard of the Ning family. The man walked down the stairs, crushing the stars in the night sky.
The black haute couture suit highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the cufflinks were two emeralds, which glowed like animal eyes as he walked.
On the edge of the lapel collar, a winding dragon chain brooch is entwined in the forbidden area.
When he walked into the Ning family's hall, his face was still cold and white, much paler than anyone else in the room!
With those lips that looked as if smeared with blood, those exquisite facial features, and that thick lingering aura of death—
"It's Young Master Nanchuan..." someone exclaimed.
The socialites in dresses suddenly held their collective breath.
"Mom, is that really the legendary Young Master Nanchuan?!" a young lady asked in a trembling voice.
Oh my god, he's too handsome to be human! A man like him should be enshrined in a temple...
"Don't stare at him," the lady hurriedly covered her daughter's eyes. "I heard that Senator Li looked at him too much last month, and he went blind the next day..."
Amidst the sound of gasps, Nanchuan Shijue took off his black gloves and his pale knuckles brushed across Ning Zhenhai's stiff shoulders.
"Master Nanchuan has arrived..." Ning Zhenhai's Adam's apple rolled, and he was shaking with fear. "Why didn't you inform me in advance..."
Looking at this uninvited giant Buddha, everyone was filled with fear and trepidation.
Naturally, Nanchuan Shijue was not informed of Miss Ning’s wedding banquet, so why would he come?
"Our young master lost something." Moss raised an eyebrow, "I hope Mr. Ning can return it to its rightful owner."
W-What? Lost something?
"That is a treasure of inestimable value and beauty," Moss sneered.
The whole room was in uproar.
"I... I, Ning, have never dared to steal. Am I mistaken?" Ning Zhenhai knelt at the feet of Nanchuan Shijue.
"You mean, our young master would make a mistake?" Moss's voice rose several tones.
Ning Zhenhai was about to cry: "No, no, I'll go find it now, right away!"
All of a sudden, everyone in the Ning family went out together, searching through boxes and cabinets, taking out all the calligraphy and paintings and antiques in their collection and placing them on the table.
Nanchuan Shijue leaned back on the French sofa, his long legs crossed, and lazily picked up a stack of "wedding invitations" on the coffee table and tore them apart for fun.
"Mr. Ning, how dare you use such inferior products to fool our young master?!" Moss said coldly.
"These are truly all the valuables our Ning family has. If Master Nanchuan doesn't believe me, you can go and search..." Ning Zhenhai was so frightened that he kowtowed and heard the dull sound of a dead branch breaking from his spine.
Nanchuan Shijue crossed his long legs, and the tip of his shoe lifted Ning Zhenhai's trembling chin: "Mr. Ning, do you really not know the treasure I want?"
"All the Ning family's treasures are here..."
"These pieces of trash are worthy of being exchanged for my treasures?"
"Could it be that Young Master Nanchuan is talking about..." A bold old rich man just started to speak, but was interrupted by Moss's cold eyes.
No one in the entire banquet hall dared to make a sound, and everyone held their breath.
In the dead silence, Nanchuan Shijue clapped his hands three times.
Everyone was so scared that they wiped their sweat. Could something tragic happen tonight?
"Is Mr. Nanchuan looking for Shengsheng?" Ning Zhenhai's disconnected mind finally came back to life. "Did she steal your treasure?"
"Mr. Ning, you finally got it." Moss breathed a sigh of relief. "It's true that the treasure was stolen by Miss Ning..."
"Where's Shengsheng?" Ning Zhenhai shouted, "Quick, find her back!"
Everyone began to whisper.
I have long known that Ning Fengsheng was kept in captivity by Young Master Nanchuan and served as the canary in his cage.
I didn't expect that he was so dishonest that he even dared to steal the treasures of Master Nanchuan...
This time, the thief has been caught at the Ning family. There will be a good show to watch today.
"Master Nanchuan, I have sent someone to look for her. Please wait a moment, Shengsheng will be back soon." Ning Zhenhai wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Nanchuan Shijue stared at the large clock beside him with a cold gaze.
The clock pointed to ten o'clock in the evening——
"Does your daughter often stay out all night?" Moss asked.
"Uh... that's not the case. What treasure did Shengsheng steal? I'll definitely teach her a lesson when she comes back!"
"I heard that Miss Ning is getting married soon. Congratulations to your Ning family - your family will soon be extinct." Moss raised his voice to the highest level to ensure that every guest present could hear.
"What do you mean by that?!" Ning Zhenhai's head was buzzing.
Moss snapped his fingers, and the bodyguard immediately turned on the projector, projecting the medical report onto the wall.
The three words "Azoospermia" were magnified as large as possible, and on the diagnosis, Gong Ye's gentle and jade-like photo appeared in the medical image.
The crowd was shocked.
"If Mr. Ning doesn't believe it, he can ask Mr. Gong himself if he is infertile."
As soon as she finished speaking, Chen's mother reported: "Miss Ning and Mr. Gong are back..."
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