Chapter 23 Only I can bully you
Moss came over with a makeup bag filled with bottles of makeup remover oil, skin care products, etc.
Nanchuan Shijue studied it for a while, then poured makeup remover oil onto a cotton cloth and gently wiped Ning Fengsheng's cheek: "I don't like you wearing makeup."
“…”
"Especially heavy makeup!"
Ning Fengsheng seemed to be trapped in his own world, completely unaware of what was happening around him.
Nanchuan Shijue clumsily wiped away the tear marks on her face, removed her makeup, cleaned her again with toner, and applied medicated oil.
Lin Leixi brought up the main course.
Nanchuan Shijue was cutting medium-rare Wagyu beef when he suddenly thrust his knife between her fingers. "Why are you shaking? Are you afraid I'll eat your fingers as dessert?"
The blood droplets splashed onto Ning Fengsheng's caviar and burst into tiny blood foam.
Nanchuan Shijue scraped off the contaminated part with a silver spoon and fed her a spoonful of black truffle: "Eat more, you are too thin."
Ning Fengsheng didn't know how to swallow at all, so he leaned over and kissed her, stirring it and forcing her to swallow it.
Lin Leixi stood by and served carefully, her face pale and bloodless, and was frightened out of her wits by Nanchuan Shijue's violent scolding from time to time.
Finally, she accidentally broke a can of blueberries...
"Ms. Lin." Nanchuan Shijue threw a table knife onto the scale. "For every gram of blueberries you spilled, inject that many milliliters of alcohol into your father's vein."
Lin Leixi's pupils dilated instantly, and suppressed sobs sounded softly.
When the dessert cart pushed in, the back of her uniform was soaked and her fingers were covered in blood.
Nanchuan Shijue fed Ning Fengsheng a mouthful of pudding and sprinkled chili powder on Lin Leixi's wound...
Ning Fengsheng didn't know what kind of sad thoughts were troubling him, and two lines of tears silently dripped from the corners of his eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Nanchuan Shijue felt his heart suffocate and gently licked the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Does such a dirty thing deserve your sadness?"
Ning Fengsheng's expression was calm, his body still frozen in time.
Her appearance was like a knife cutting Nanchuan Shijue's heart—
"Brother Jue, I will never dare to act on my own again, let alone attack Miss Ning. Please let me go this time." Lin Leixi begged for mercy and wanted to turn around and run away.
"I'm so disappointed." Nanchuan Shijue pulled Lin Leixi's hair and rammed the dessert cart, hitting it several times. "Did I allow you to leave?"
“…”
"Your brother in the ICU—"
"No!" Lin Leixi suddenly screamed miserably, "I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again! Please let me go!"
Ning Fengsheng's long eyelashes trembled as Nanchuan Shijue suddenly covered her eyes with his big hands: "Don't watch such a bloody scene."
He kissed the side of her face and chuckled softly: "Let's play one last game."
Moss came over with a large glass of water. This was the dirty water he had just used to remove Ning Fengsheng's makeup...
Nanchuan Shijue washed his hands with water and said, "Drink it, and I'll ask the doctor to replace your brother's pain pump."
"I'll drink it, I'll drink it right away!" Lin Leixi picked up the glass of water and poured it into her mouth frantically.
"Look, she's so willing. It's much more fun than torturing you." Nanchuan Shijue's fingers entwined with Ning Fengsheng's hair, and he whispered while sucking on her earlobe, "Ning Fengsheng, you used to be so proud... Look at you now, anyone could slap you in the face."
Ning Fengsheng was immersed in his own world.
"I am the only one who can bully you... Do you dare to let others bully you again?"
When the last cup of coffee was served, Lin Leixi could no longer stand up straight.
Nanchuan Shijue poured the scalding hot coffee on her calf: "This is for your father."
He poured the second glass over, "This is for your brother in the ICU."
The blisters on Lin Leixi's legs were so painful that she couldn't speak.
When she was dragged out, Nanchuan Shijue played with the necklace on Ning Fengsheng's neck with his fingers: "This thing is not worthy of you. Let someone use the bones of the Lin family to make a new one for you tomorrow?"
Moss looked at the bloodshot eyes and said, "Master, you've tortured Miss Lin for a whole night and it's enough to make you feel better. It has nothing to do with the Lin family."
"Shut up! I was merciful not letting her crawl out!"
Moss sighed. The young master was really violent and bloody... The consequences of offending him were too tragic.
"Ning Fengsheng, did you see me teaching her a lesson? Why haven't you woken up yet? I hate the way you are silent and lifeless like a puppet..." Nanchuan Shijue grabbed Ning Fengsheng's shoulders and shook her hard. The doctor said that she became ill due to emotional stimulation.
He had just vented his anger for her, why wasn't she awake yet?
"Ning Fengsheng, don't think you can hide from me just because you have depression... Wake up... I want you to wake up and see me!!"
He suddenly grabbed her wrist frantically and kissed the tiny wound: "I won't let you hurt yourself anymore, do you hear me?"
Lin Leixi felt severe pain all over her body. She soon heard that several models who bullied Ning Fengsheng in the dressing room of the show were beaten and blacklisted in the industry.
Nanchuan Shijue has to slap someone in the face after naming him...
Moss did it himself. He slapped the dog with a Rolex, saying it was a medal given by the young master to the watchdog.
"Ms. Lin, if you want your wedding with the young master to go ahead as scheduled, you'd better behave yourself and don't touch anything you shouldn't touch."
"I always listen to Brother Jue... I will restrain myself."
Standing on the second floor, she saw Nanchuan Shijue carrying Ning Fengsheng through the back garden and putting him on the swing.
The moonlight flooded his bloodthirsty and cold face, but the look in his eyes when he looked down at her was filled with unbreakable tenderness... He was completely different from the cold and sinister look he usually showed when facing Ning Fengsheng.
She underestimated Ning Fengsheng's position in Nanchuan Shijue's heart.
She really couldn't understand, if she loved someone, why would she hurt him?
This man seems like a madman.
Lin Leixi smiled bitterly. How could she fall in love with such a perverted and twisted lunatic?
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When Ning Fengsheng woke up, he was in that room full of masculine scent again.
This big bed was where she and Nanchuan Shijue had tangled up day and night, but now it no longer belonged to her...
She remembered that she was drawing designs in the studio yesterday. When did she get on this bed?
Fearing that Nanchuan Shijue would appear in front of her again and taunt her with sarcastic remarks, she put on her slippers and ran out of the room.
When she returned to the studio, she discovered that all her design sketches were gone. She had clearly drawn over a dozen yesterday...
Including the discarded drafts, there are at least hundreds of them scattered everywhere, but now I haven’t seen any of them.
Nanchuan Shijue is not satisfied? Did he throw away those manuscripts again?
She didn't know what to do to satisfy him - it seemed that no matter what she did, he would never be satisfied!
The cell phone rang, and she looked at the Ning family distractedly.
"Ning Fengsheng, you and Young Master Nanchuan have broken up, right? I noticed that all the Sheng clothing factories in the city have changed their signs. I asked around and heard that Young Master Nanchuan is getting married soon..."
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