Chapter 298 Who is it? Such a grand ceremony?
Inside the bag was a burnt black hairpin, the shape of a fishtail was vaguely discernible.
"This is a crystal hairpin, but the crystal is burnt black..." Moss asked in a low voice, "Is it Miss Si's... relic?"
The word "relics" touched the painful nerves of Nanchuan Shijue——
He pulled the bag towards him and took a quick look: "It's not hers."
After Ning Fengsheng checked into Nanchuan Mansion, he quietly opened and checked her suitcase, but he had never seen this hairpin before.
"Master, are you sure? There were only Miss Si and Miss Ning at the scene... who else could it be if not them?"
"You ask me?" Nanchuan Shijue's face turned terrifying.
“…I’ll send someone to check it out right now.”
Nanchuan Shijue frowned. How could there be another woman's things at the scene?
…
The long line of cars rolled over the broken glass on the ground, making a harsh friction sound.
Ning Fengsheng came to the explosion site with Nanchuan Shijue, but no one could see her presence.
From the moment she stepped into this scene, she felt unwell all over, with countless white lights flashing in her head.
I could vaguely see the huge fire from the explosion and the high gusts of air...
She covered her head in pain, her intuition telling her—
This is the scene of her death.
Nanchuan Shijue stood in front of the explosion site. His custom-made black suit was spotless, forming a stark contrast with the surrounding ruins.
The bodyguard who was searching stopped and bowed.
Nanchuan Shijue raised his hand to signal not to stop and to continue.
"Master," the bodyguard captain walked over quickly to report, "The damage at the scene was too severe. We searched for four days and still couldn't find Miss Si's body..."
"Not found?!" Nanchuan Shijue repeated these four words, with a slightly rising tone at the end, but with a creepy chill.
He leaned over and picked up a piece of broken glass that was still covered in blood...
The explosion and high temperature evaporated the person in purgatory, leaving not even a bone.
If the surveillance footage hadn't shown two Ning Fengshengs being tied up at the same time...
In the end, only the vegetative "Shengsheng" was brought out by Nanchuan Night Owl——
She didn't come out...
Burned down...
Nanchuan Shijue's stomach churned. Just imagining Ning Fengsheng's suffering, he convulsed in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.
The sharp edge of the glass cut the fingertips, and the blood that seeped out dripped onto the charred ground and was instantly absorbed without leaving even a trace.
Just like Ning Fengsheng.
The woman who was still alive ten days ago, who had left soft kisses on his back and said she loved him - completely disappeared in the ashes with the explosion!
"Keep looking!" Nanchuan Shijue stood up straight, his tone terrifyingly calm, "I want to see him alive or dead!"
Blame him for not protecting her well and not making arrangements for her before leaving——
He blamed himself countless times these days!
He should have locked her up somewhere where no one could find her, with the thickest chain, so that she could never set foot in this damn place!
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes swept across the mess, and every inch seemed to be torturing his heart.
How painful it must be when the fire licks your skin.
When the explosion sounded, she was so scared...
She was so timid, afraid of the dark and thunder, yet she died in such a tragic way!
"Nanchuan Shijue, you look so fierce when you frown."
Nanchuan Shijue pressed his aching temple, as if a finger was gently smoothing his eyebrows...
"I warned you to stay home and wait for me...why do you never listen to me?!"
Ning Fengsheng felt a sharp pain in his heart as he watched the man stagger.
She should be the Miss Si who died in the explosion?
"Master, we've found the owner of the hairpin."
Moss trotted over and handed over his phone. "According to the information, the third young lady has an identical hairpin. Look..."
Nanchuan Ling, the third daughter of the Nanchuan family.
This hairpin was a birthday gift given to her by Ning Fengsheng after she met him on the cruise ship.
The hairpin is a niche brand with a unique design. There is only one of each style, and Nan Chuanling always wears it on her head.
Nanchuan Shijue frowned - Nanchuan Ling was also at the scene when the explosion happened?
Why didn't the surveillance video capture her?!
Unless she is colluding with Nanchuan Night Owl...
Ning Fengsheng's disappearance...is related to her!?
"Check!" Nanchuan Shijue's finger swiped across the data transmitted from his phone. "Find out Nanchuan Ling's whereabouts on the day of the incident! Immediately!"
…
Three hours later, at a high-end luxury department store.
In the shoe section, the air is filled with the mixed smell of expensive leather and perfume.
Nan Chuanling was wearing work clothes, standing behind the counter with a standard smile on her face.
"I thought I was seeing things. A young lady from the Nanchuan family is actually working as a saleswoman in a shopping mall?"
"I've heard that the Third Young Miss wasn't favored, but I never thought she'd become so destitute. How could she end up doing this kind of servant work?"
Two well-dressed socialites were sneering at her.
Nan Chuan Ling's face was calm: "If you two are here to buy something, I am happy to serve you. If not, please don't interfere with my business."
"You're quite temperamental?" The curly-haired socialite sneered and threw a pair of high heels on the counter. "Okay, since you want to serve me so much, I'll buy these shoes."
"Okay, Miss Chen..."
"Please help me put on my shoes, Miss Nanchuan. I'll do it while you kneel down to put them on."
"Sorry, we don't have this kind of shoe trial service."
"Why, do you think putting shoes on me is beneath your status as the Third Miss of Nanchuan? But aren't you just a servant now? Why are you pretending to be so noble?"
The surrounding shop assistants and a few scattered customers all looked over, their eyes full of curiosity and gloating.
Nan Chuan Ling's cheeks turned red, not because of embarrassment, but because of anger.
"Either get down on your knees and put my shoes on, or I'm going to call your manager right now and tell him you're neglecting our customers! Your choice."
Just then, a burst of uniform footsteps sounded.
The lights in the store seemed to dim a little.
A group of bodyguards in black suits filed in and surrounded the entire shoe area.
The customers in the store looked over curiously—who was it? Why such a grand display?
A tall and straight figure appeared at the door.
Nanchuan Shijue walked in, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
"Who told her to kneel down?" A cold voice sounded, carrying with it a sense of oppression that could destroy the world.
The lady froze, her face turning pale as paper. "Is... is it the young master?"
She had seen Nanchuan Shijue from afar at a banquet and recognized him at a glance.
However, I have always heard that the eldest young master of Nanchuan has a cold personality and a very strained relationship with his family. He once beat the third young lady...not to mention that he would stand up to defend her.
Nanchuan Shijue said expressionlessly: “Break her legs and throw her out.”
"No... no, young master, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" The woman was so scared that her legs went weak and she immediately knelt down.
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