Chapter 142 Why hasn’t the dog died yet?
"If he dies like this, that's his fate."
"Ms. Ning is so heartless. It's all because of you that Mr. Gong..."
"He owes me a life, so consider it as him paying it back this time." Ning Fengsheng sneered, "If he survives this, we'll be even. If not... I'll go to his funeral on the day of his funeral."
Ning Fengsheng didn't expect that she would receive a call from her assistant the very night she said this...
"Mr. Gong is dying, Miss Ning. He might have heard what you said and saved your life..."
Ning Fengsheng's heart trembled, but he told himself again and again that this was what Gong Ye deserved!
Now that he was dead, she didn't have to hate him anymore... they were both free.
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It is very dark at night.
Nanchuan Shijue played with his scarf, feeling so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, but he just couldn't fall asleep...
"Master, the whole bed is sprayed with Miss Ning's scent, is it not enough?" Moss took the "sheng" perfume and sprayed it left and right, up and down around the big bed.
These days, Miss Ning is not around, and the young master can only fall asleep if he sprays some perfume on the pillow and quilt.
But today, Moss tried everything, and nothing worked.
Sleep-inducing aromatherapy, the nightgown Ning Fengsheng had worn, the vlog of Miss Ning and the Young Master's daily love that had been played for many episodes, the recording of Miss Ning calling "Nanchuan Brother" until it ran out of battery...
It’s because Miss Ning went to the hospital to see Gong Ye in the afternoon.
I heard that Gong Ye has passed the critical period and is likely to survive!
"Master, just take a nap." Moss had no choice but to get some sleeping pills.
"Damn it, why isn't that dog dead yet?"
"Maybe he will die tomorrow, don't worry, young master."
"He didn't die even after this! He's very lucky! What if he doesn't die again?"
"It's no use not dying. It's either today or tomorrow. Why would you bother with a dying person?"
The Nanchuan nobleman wished that Gong Ye would die immediately.
As soon as he learned that Gong Ye was in critical condition and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, he almost set off firecrackers!
But after ten days or so, the dog still hadn't died, and the longer it waited, the more anxious and irritable I became...
"I also heard that Mr. Gong was chopped on the head and had a large wound on his face. He's completely disfigured. How could Miss Ning still be interested in him?" Moss soothed him, "Go to sleep, young master."
Disfigured? Nanchuan Shijue's mood finally improved. After taking the medicine, his thoughts became confused and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
In his dream, he saw that deep alley again. A frail girl was running and struggling on the muddy road, her skirt stained with blood...
Those chasing her were armed with iron bars and machetes.
She fell to the ground, her body covered with bruises, and her tender hands and feet were cut by the knife.
"Master—Miss Ning is dead!"
"Stray dogs could end up on the table at any moment. She can't handle being pampered too much."
"Brother, you're done. You're tempted."
He heard countless chaotic voices, mixed with Ning Fengsheng's painful cries.
The woman he cherished like a treasure was now lying in a pool of blood, with blood spreading out in circles...
He reached out to grab her, but she glared at him with hatred and cried, "Nanchuan Shijue...it's all your fault...it's your father who sent someone to kill me...you killed me..."
"Shengsheng..." Nanchuan Shijue watched her drowning in a pool of blood. He seemed to be suffocating, and he couldn't breathe. He couldn't even make a sound when calling her.
Suddenly, he sat up from the bed, his whole body drenched in sweat, with big beads of sweat running down the tips of his hair.
It was still dark outside the window, and darkness enveloped the entire world, as if there would never be light again.
He lit a cigar, and a scarlet flame lit up, which calmed him down deeply. It took him a long time to escape from the aftermath of the nightmare.
Ever since Ning Fengsheng was hunted down half a month ago, he has fallen into a nightmare cycle.
In the dream, Ning Fengsheng was chased and hacked repeatedly, covered in blood, and died before his eyes again and again...
If it weren't for Gong Gou, he would probably have to collect Ning Fengsheng's body!
That dog... would actually risk his life to protect her?!
The moment he learned that she was in trouble, he had already decided where to bury himself.
When Moss got up, he heard from the servant that the young master had woken up early and had been venting his anger alone at the shooting range for several hours.
He just received news that Mr. Gong was taken out of the hospital last night and was said to be dead... He didn't know whether the news was true or not!
The target stand at the shooting range has been changed——
The human-shaped standee of Gong Ye was replaced by Master Nanchuan.
Don't say this trick is really effective, the young master used to beat him every day, and Mr. Gong really died! ?
"Master, you woke up so early?"
Nanchuan Shijue was only wearing a nightgown with his collar wide open, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
"She lost a lot of blood..." He loaded his gun fiercely.
"Are you having a nightmare again?"
"She almost died!"
"She's not dead, is she? Miss Ning is still alive and well, even a strand of her hair is intact..." Moss sighed, "As long as the young master agrees to this marriage, Miss Ning will be safe."
Nanchuan Shijue threw his cigar on the ground and stomped it out vigorously. His voice was hoarse from the smoke: "What if she hates me?"
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"You'll never forgive me, what should I do?"
"Master is worried—" Moss comforted him, "No, Miss Ning is so smart, she must know how much Master loves her. He did this for her personal safety. She won't blame you."
"She doesn't know. Even if I tell her my heart, she won't believe it." Nanchuan Shijue shot fiercely, venting his anger. "Or maybe she doesn't care at all. I get married, and she just takes the opportunity to marry her Gong Gou brother!"
"Master, I heard that Mr. Gong died. I wonder if he faked his death."
Nanchuan Shijue's face darkened. He didn't believe Gong Ye would die so easily. What tricks was he playing?
…
The night sky is dotted with stars.
Ning Fengsheng lay on the terrace, holding the "miniature sun" in his hands and fiddling with it...
Whenever she misses her mother, she will take out the birthday gift that Nanchuan Spyker gave her, look at it and listen to it - her mother's gentle voice and the happy images of her childhood can heal and soothe her soul.
If there is someone to love, the world will not be so bitter.
There was a sound of propeller roaring.
A luxurious helicopter flew closer and hovered over the Ning family.
Ning Fengsheng raised his head and saw a hanging ladder hanging down in the dazzling beam of light.
"Ms. Ning, please." The black-clad bodyguard jumped down the ladder and bowed his head to invite her.
Nanchuan Spyker? It's him! The golden totem on the helicopter is clearly the Nanchuan family crest...
Ning Fengsheng stepped onto the ladder rope without hesitation.
Half an hour later, when the fishy and salty sea breeze rushed into the cabin, Ning Fengsheng finally saw clearly under his feet. Standing in the high seas was a giant cruise ship that was comparable to a mobile palace!
Tens of thousands of lights illuminate the night sky into day, and the champagne fountain on the top deck turns into a waterfall.
Ning Fengsheng got off the plane and walked into the banquet hall where people were drinking and chatting.
"Look, whose little wild cat is this?" A lazy laugh accompanied by the smell of alcohol came -
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