Chapter 219: Her and Nanchuan Shijue’s baby
Ning Fengsheng's eyelashes trembled slightly on the bed, but his eyes were tightly closed.
When she just woke up, she heard the voice of Nanchuan Shijue...
At first she thought he was talking to her, but when she opened her eyes a little she realized that the man was video chatting with herself who was in a vegetative state.
A tearing pain came from her heart. She bit her lower lip and dug her nails deep into her palm to keep from making any sound.
"Prepare your plane ticket for tomorrow," Nanchuan Shijue suddenly stood up, his voice returning to its usual coldness and hardness, "Go home."
Return to Rose Garden, where "Ning Fengsheng" is.
He has been away for several days, and that stupid woman must miss him.
Moss said in surprise: "Master finally figured it out... The young master is still waiting for you at home, let's go home, go home!"
Moss was very excited at the thought of meeting the cute little master.
"What should we do about Miss Si? The DNA results won't come out until the day after tomorrow at the earliest..."
"Send her out tomorrow."
Moss was even happier and kept agreeing, as if he was afraid that the young master would go back on his word.
Nanchuan Shijue saw it and sneered at himself. Even Moss noticed that something was wrong with him?
He couldn't wait any longer, he had to leave as soon as possible——
He was afraid that his self-control was about to collapse.
His suppressed longing and love for "Ning Fengsheng" burst out wildly when this woman appeared.
He was afraid that one day he would go crazy and really regard her as "Ning Fengsheng".
Glancing at the unconscious person on the bed, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes: "Carry her to the guest room, throw away this bed and the sheets, and disinfect the entire room thoroughly. Don't leave any trace of her scent."
Ning Fengsheng closed her eyes and listened to his footsteps as he left. A drop of hot tear fell on the pillow, leaving a dark mark.
Very good, Nanchuan Shijue finally came to his senses. He is going back to Beizhou Kingdom and will let her go tomorrow.
As long as he can live well, she has nothing else to ask for.
…
In the afternoon, the sun shines on the rose garden of the manor.
Ning Fengsheng wore a silver mask and sat on a white rattan chair—
She was coughing softly and had a low fever.
The doctor said that getting more sun exposure would be good for her recovery, and she also wanted to take a last look at this place before leaving.
"Be gentle, the young master takes it very seriously. If you break anything, we will pay with our lives..." The leading servant lowered his voice.
"This way, watch out for the steps!"
Ning Fengsheng narrowed his eyes and watched four servants cautiously carrying something towards him in the distance.
It was a huge glass-covered model.
"What is it?" a servant couldn't help asking.
"Young Master's collection will be sent to the Shengsheng Museum tomorrow. The sun is shining today, so I'll take it out to dry out the moisture."
After the servant left, curiosity drove Ning Fengsheng to move closer.
When she saw the scenery under the glass cover clearly, her breath froze instantly -
Those were the memories she and Nanchuan Shijue had experienced together, miniaturized in a small space.
The carved fence of the rose garden, the red-roofed cottage of the horse farm, the lavender fields of the pasture, the "sheng" jewelry factory named after her...even the "Crown" club where they first met, and so on.
Each building is amazingly exquisite. The Rose Manor with a gilded dome is rotating, and even the patterns on the carpet are clearly visible.
What caught her eye most was, of course, the white villa rose garden in the center of the model group. It was surrounded by simulated rose bushes and the words "MY SWEETHEART" were carved on the roof.
She somehow removed the glass cover.
The fresh scent of wood hits you, and the details inside are even more amazing——
The roof of each building can be disassembled, and the interior is decorated exactly as it was in the real scene. The walnut bed, enamel teacups, and even the pearl hair comb on the dressing table are all 1:1 replicas.
Embroidered cushions grace the sofa in the Rose Garden living room, miniature horse harnesses hang in the stable lounge, and miniature tools line the workbench in the jewelry factory.
Her gaze suddenly fixed on the second floor of the Rose Garden Cottage.
Baby room.
In the white picket fence crib lay a baby wearing a white lace dress.
Ning Fengsheng's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
She carefully took the doll out and looked at it in her palm.
The baby is only the size of a fingernail, but it is lifelike: curly eyelashes, pink cheeks, a high nose bridge, and a white and chubby baby face.
His eyebrows and eyes resembled the stern outline of Nanchuan Shijue.
The baby is so young, but he has such a high nose. The genes of Nanchuan Shijue are really amazing.
"Little one, I don't even know your name yet... What's your name?" She whispered softly, "So cute, did Nanchuan Shijue look like this when he was a baby?"
She had never seen a photo of Nanchuan Shijue when he was a child...
"You're so fat and chubby. He really feeds you very well." Ning Fengsheng wanted to take a magnifying glass to take a closer look.
This is the baby of her and Nanchuan Shijue. She really wants to steal this little guy and take him home as a treasure.
Will Nanchuan Shijue...find out?
Just as Ning Fengsheng was struggling, Moss's voice exploded behind him—
"What are you doing?"
Ning Fengsheng shuddered with fright, and the model roof beside him fell to the ground, leaving a tiny crack.
She turned around and met a pair of eyes burning with anger.
Nanchuan Shijue stood there, his black suit making him look sharp, his thin lips pursed into a cold line.
"Who allowed you to come close? Who allowed you to touch me?!" His voice made the temperature around him drop ten degrees.
Moss turned pale with fear: "Miss Si, why are you touching the young master's things instead of resting in your room?"
Nanchuan Shijue bent down to pick up the cracked roof, his knuckles turning white from the effort.
When he saw the crack, his eyes became even more sinister: "You can't even pay for it with your life!"
Ning Fengsheng subconsciously grabbed the baby doll in his hand and hid it behind his back: "I just think the model is very delicate, I want to take a look..."
"You're very curious." Nanchuan Shijue sneered and approached step by step, "This damn curiosity will kill you sooner or later!"
His anger was so great that Ning Fengsheng couldn't breathe.
She nearly fell as she backed away, her grip on the baby tightening.
"Lock her up in the basement." Nanchuan Shijue turned around and said in a voice as cold as ice, "Don't let her out without my order."
"Mr. Nanchuan!" Ning Fengsheng knew he was in the wrong, "I just took a look!"
Two bodyguards immediately held her arms.
As she was dragged away, she took a last look at the model - the crib was empty, and Nanchuan Shijue found out what to do!
…
There was an eerie silence in the study in the main building.
Nanchuan Shijue was wearing white gloves and had a set of tool boxes at hand.
He was carefully repairing the cracks in the roof when suddenly, a servant stumbled in: "Master! We've checked the entire model, but... the little master's ornaments in the crib are missing!"
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