Chapter 229 You said you loved me very much...
He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and waited by the door.
Amidst the smoke, he listened attentively to the sound of flushing water inside, his eyes slightly red.
She would rather be thrown into the sea by him than admit that she was Ning Fengsheng, the woman he loved deeply.
"Why..." Nanchuan Shijue took a deep puff of his cigarette, and his throat felt like it was burning with fire.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier. If he had been a step later... if she had been stupid enough not to swim to the pier... if he hadn't found her in time...
I dare not imagine what the consequences will be!
"Ms. Si! Your foot is still injured, you can't get out of bed!"
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly put out his cigarette, pushed open the door and rushed in.
In the bathroom, Ning Fengsheng was struggling to break free from the servants.
She was completely naked, and when she saw Nanchuan Shijue breaking in, she immediately pulled a bath towel around herself.
"Get out! Who let you in—" She glared at him and yelled, panic in her eyes.
This body of hers is Si Yin's body. Although it is exactly the same as hers, it is not hers after all.
How could Nanchuan Shijue suddenly barge in and watch another woman taking a bath!
Damn! This man's eyes are dirty!
"I told you not to get off the ground." His heart was beating terribly fast as he pulled the person into his arms.
Ning Fengsheng struggled to beat his chest, but suddenly stopped when he touched the scar on his chest.
"Let me go..." She protested weakly, her voice full of resistance.
Nanchuan Shijue pretended not to hear anything, strode towards the king-size bed, and gently put her down.
Ning Fengsheng immediately pulled the quilt over himself and wrapped himself tightly, leaving only his pale little face exposed, his eyes full of wariness.
He cannot look at other women's bodies, and he cannot be interested in Si Yin's body!
Nanchuan Shijue took out a set of clean pajamas from the closet: "Change into them."
Ning Fengsheng took a quick glance and saw that it was “her” nightgown…
This is his living room.
He brought her to his room again. The last time she stayed there for a night, didn't he have the servants throw away the bed and the sheets?
Why don’t you think she’s dirty?
Ning Fengsheng wrapped the quilt tighter: "I want to go back to my own room."
"Your foot is injured and you can't get out of bed."
"Then get out." Ning Fengsheng avoided his eyes. "Mr. Nanchuan, I need to change my clothes. Please step aside."
Mr. Nanchuan?
Nanchuan Shijue's fingers tightened slightly, wrinkling the pajamas in his hands.
After a moment's silence, he threw his pajamas on the bed, turned around and told the servant, "Help her get dressed."
When the servants went over to help Ning Fengsheng change his clothes, Nanchuan Shijue walked to the window and stood with his back to the bed.
The heavy rain outside the window was still raging. Occasional lightning illuminated his angular profile, and the pain in his black eyes was clearly visible.
The sound of a hair dryer rang out in the room. Nanchuan Shijue saw Ning Fengsheng sitting on the bed through the reflection in the glass, and the servants were drying her hair.
When she was thrown into the sea, she was still wearing a wig, and her hair was still firmly fixed on her head.
Ning Fengsheng had this wig put on her by the servants when she came to the manor...
I don’t know what kind of secret buckle it uses, but it’s so strong that she can’t take it off.
I tried to pick it off a few times, but my scalp started to hurt, so I had to give up.
At this moment, she asked the servant to take off the wig.
The servant fiddled with it for a while but still couldn't figure out how to take it apart.
"Miss Si, can you please have a stylist come and remove it for you tomorrow?"
Ning Fengsheng bit her lip: "I don't want to wear this wig. Don't dress me up as another woman..."
“…”
"Mr. Nanchuan, you said you would let me go back. How long are you going to keep me here?"
Nanchuan Shijue's back was silent, his hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists, and bitterness rolled through his throat.
"I want to go home, let me go back." Ning Fengsheng's nose felt sore.
This man was sometimes violent and sometimes gentle, and she was really afraid that he would go crazy again.
Yesterday I locked her up in the basement viciously, and then I gently and nervously lowered her fever.
His personality is capricious and he is capable of doing anything crazy. She can't stay here anymore.
"This is your home." Nanchuan Shijue said in a hoarse voice.
"I want to go back to my own home...A-choo!"
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly turned around and looked at her——
She had just recovered from a serious illness and was thrown into the sea. Could it be that her little body was sick again?
His big hand reached out and placed it on her forehead.
Ning Fengsheng wanted to dodge, but he pressed her back with his other hand to stop her from dodging: "Don't move!"
At this moment, his body was bent down, and his handsome face was close at hand.
As he spoke, his hot breath sprayed on her nose...
His affectionate eyes stared at her, with emotions that could hardly be suppressed surging in his eyes, burning her heart.
She suspected that he would kiss her in the next second.
Nanchuan Shijue swallowed hard, he really wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and kiss her madly.
Not only kissing her, but also wanting to tear off the clothes she just put on...
"Don't touch me." Ning Fengsheng shook off his big hand and dodged backwards.
Nanchuan Shijue smiled bitterly. She either drove him away or avoided him like a monster.
"Shengsheng...why are you doing this to me?"
Ning Fengsheng's back stiffened, his face pale, and he said sternly, "I've already told you, I'm not her. If Mr. Nanchuan wants to play the substitute game, I won't play along."
Nanchuan Shijue silently pressed the internal line: "Call a doctor."
The doctor knocked on the door and came in to check Ning Fengsheng's temperature.
"39.2 degrees Celsius, the fever has returned. I need to continue receiving intravenous drips."
When the doctor was about to give him an injection, Ning Fengsheng said stubbornly, "Let him go."
Nanchuan Shijue was reluctant to step out of the door, and was reluctant to open it for her even for a second!
"I don't want the needle if you don't leave."
“…”
"It's so late, Mr. Nanchuan, are you sure you want to stay in the woman's room?"
Her eyes were fixed on the figure of Nanchuan Shijue, and her voice, though weak, was extremely firm.
Nanchuan Shijue's shoulders stiffened slightly and he walked towards the door.
The moment the door closed, he saw her look of relief, and his heart felt like it was being pierced by countless needles.
Nanchuan Shijue stood outside the door, his tall figure casting a long shadow in the dim light of the corridor.
He clenched his fists again. Damn, his heart was aching so much that he could hardly breathe.
He opened the study drawer, took out a few heart pills and swallowed them.
The medicine did not relieve the cramping pain in my heart.
His eyes fell on a sketch deep in the drawer - a portrait that Ning Fengsheng had drawn for him himself.
He grinned, his fingertips gently stroking his own face in the painting.
"Shengsheng...is this how much you love me?"
"You said you loved me very much... You said you'd love me more tomorrow than today... Are you lying?"
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