Chapter 207 Collected her tears?
The man on the screen was smoking a cigarette and had a wicked smile on his face.
Gray-blue eyes, with a hint of gloomy handsomeness between the eyebrows - Nanchuan Night Owl!
Ning Fengsheng's pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "I don't know him."
Ji Yanli chuckled: "He is looking for a substitute lover, someone like you."
"I'm not like anyone else." She raised her chin, a stubborn flame burning in her eyes.
Ji Yanli swiped the screen slowly, comparing the "Ning Fengsheng" in the photo with her.
"Aside from the length of my hair," he said, his voice as deep as a cello, "I can't tell the difference."
The air conditioner in the laboratory made a slight humming sound, and Ning Fengsheng could hear his own accelerated heartbeat.
"There's something wrong with your eyes, the kind that can't be cured. Go get them removed!"
Ji Yanli slid his thumb across the screen to bring up another photo.
The screen lit up again, and this time the photo made Ning Fengsheng's breath catch in his throat—
Nanchuan Hereditary Lord.
He was standing under the tower wearing a black windbreaker, the lines of his profile were as sharp as a knife, and his eyes swept across the camera arrogantly, as if nothing in the world was worth his glance.
"Who is this?" Ji Yanli lowered his face, his features were handsome, like an exquisite puppet model, "Do you know him?"
Ning Fengsheng's throat tightened.
She forced herself to look directly into Ji Yanli's eyes. Those eyes, as dark as a deep pool, seemed to be able to see through all lies.
"Much more handsome than you. Who is he? Your idol?"
Ji Yanli raised his eyebrows and hovered his thumb above the dial button.
"Then I'll call Xiao and ask him to come over and see what he says."
Ning Fengsheng suddenly grabbed his wrist with astonishing force.
Her face was extremely pale, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes: "Ji Yanli, what on earth do you want to do?"
The incandescent light in the laboratory cast a cold light on Ji Yanli's lenses, obscuring the emotions in his eyes.
His wrist was gripped by her so hard that it hurt, but he didn't move at all.
"You're scared."
"What am I afraid of?"
"You're panicking..." He sneered, "Your hands are still shaking."
"I don't know what you want to do!" Ning Fengsheng's chest heaved violently, and she suddenly realized that the man in front of her was far more dangerous than he seemed.
"Who are you?" He was not asking, but verifying an answer that had already been determined.
"It's none of your business."
Ji Yanli's warm breath brushed past her ear: "When you send me an anonymous email, it becomes my business."
Did he know that she was the one who sent the email?!
"So what if we get married? Who cares?" He smiled sarcastically.
"You are shameless."
"Like me?"
"You have such a big face, how could I like you?"
"I don't like it. Who is the email for? Him."
"I just can't stand bad behavior." Ning Feng gritted his teeth, "Do you like being cuckolded?"
"You're wrong. There's a difference between being a cuckold to someone else and being a cuckold yourself." He chuckled. "I'm into the former."
Is he keen on cheating on others? Does he like being a mistress?
Ji Yanli suddenly pulled out a small glass bottle from his trouser pocket and said, "I wanted to return it to its original owner, but it seems you didn't drop it."
What?
He waved the glass bottle in front of her eyes, and she noticed that the label on the bottle read "Shengsheng's tears for me."
My heart suddenly sank and my brain was in chaos.
This belongs to Nanchuan Shijue? That guy... collected her tears?
This really seems like something crazy he could do, he carried it with him and he lost it?!
"Shengsheng is not you?"
"no."
Ji Yanli put the glass bottle back into his trouser pocket: "That's a pity."
Ning Fengsheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something when the door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open. The loud noise startled the students who were doing experiments and made them look up.
At the door, a group of bodyguards in black suits were lined up in an orderly manner, their aura so strong that it was suffocating.
Amidst everyone's astonished gaze, a black shadow stepped into the laboratory.
He was an unforgettable man, 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wearing a black windbreaker with a custom-made suit underneath.
His facial features were as three-dimensional as if carved with a knife. Under his thick eyebrows were a pair of eyes as deep as blue ink, which were now emitting a cold light.
The girls gasped in unison.
The professor nearly dropped the test tube in his hand. He adjusted his glasses and asked, "Who are you?"
Nanchuan Shijue's jawline is taut, and his whole body exudes an inviolable and sharp aura.
He ignored the professor and raised his hand slightly, and the butler behind him immediately stepped forward.
"Sorry, our young master left something behind. From the surveillance footage, it was this gentleman who picked it up--" Moss looked directly at Ji Yanli.
Ning Fengsheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his fingers began to tremble unconsciously.
Fortunately, she reacted the moment she saw Nanchuan Shijue. She quickly grabbed the mask on the laboratory table and put it on. She lowered her head and shrank behind Ji Yanli, wishing she could disappear completely.
Nanchuan Shijue walked towards Ji Yanli, his leather shoes making a knocking sound on the ground.
Ji Yanli looked calm. He slowly took off his gloves and looked up at the person who came.
Two equally outstanding men confronted each other in the laboratory, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
They are of similar height, but have completely different handsomeness: Ji Yanli has the sharp bone structure of a Nordic mixed-race, a cold and steady temperament, and an elegant and mysterious air in his every move; while Nanchuan Shijue has an innate domineering and noble aura, and his aura is so strong that people can't look directly at him.
Both of them had stunning looks, which shocked the girls in the lab and made them gasp and whisper to each other.
"Who is he? So handsome and domineering!"
"I've never seen such an imposing person before. He looks like a king!"
"Oh my god, him and Senior Ji standing together is a feast for the eyes!"
Nanchuan Shijue's voice was low and cold: "Bring it here."
Ji Yanli raised his lips in a faint sneer, his eyes tinged with amusement, "What is that?"
Moss stepped forward and said, "It's the item I picked up yesterday in Niansheng Tower Square, a glass container."
Ji Yanli picked up the petri dish with tweezers: "Are you talking about the container for bacteria?"
The moment Nanchuan Shijue's fist grazed his cheekbone, Moss shouted, "Master...Mr. Ji, the surveillance camera shows that you picked it up. It's useless for you to keep it, so just give it back to our Master."
"Oh," Ji Yanli said calmly, "that piece of junk. I studied it for a bit but it wasn't worth anything, so I just threw it away."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes instantly became dangerous. He suddenly grabbed Ji Yanli's collar and was about to attack again -
"Master!" Moss shouted hurriedly, "Have you forgotten that Miss Ning hates you using violence the most!"
Nanchuan Shijue's arm froze in mid-air. He gritted his teeth, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stopped his fist abruptly.
"Where did you throw it?" His eyes were full of murderous danger.
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