Chapter 303 Shengsheng, I’m here to take you home.
Nanchuan Shijue threw down the branding iron, and the metal hit the ground with a harsh sound.
"Call the medical team," he said, straightening his suit, his tone returning to its usual coldness. "Don't let him die so quickly."
Doctors arrived quickly and injected Nanchuan Night Owl with cardiotonic drugs and nutrient solution.
…
Ning Fengsheng had been following Nanchuan Shijue silently, feeling very depressed.
Ever since she found out she was a substitute, she couldn't stop feeling lost.
No one loves her, everyone only loves "Ning Fengsheng"——
Nanchuan Shijue returned to the study on the top floor, irritably tore off his tie, and threw himself into the leather sofa.
He picked up the photo frame on the table -
Thinking of Nanchuan Yexiao saying that looking at Ning Fengsheng's photo would make him "raise his head," his anger rose again. Damn, that bitch!
Fortunately, Shengsheng’s photo album did not fall into the hands of the dog!
I dare not imagine whether he did anything obscene to the vegetative body of Ning Fengsheng after he captured him!
Nanchuan Shijue was angry and resentful: "Ning Fengsheng, you are a limited-time gift."
She is a gift, but also a punishment!
Moss gently pushed open the study door: "The doctor said that the second young master is out of danger for the time being."
Nanchuan Shijue put the photo frame back, and the emotions surging in his dark eyes instantly subsided. He turned back into that cold and domineering man: "Still refusing to say?"
"The Second Young Master's mouth is harder than steel. It looks like he won't give in even if you beat him to death."
Nanchuan Shijue raised his mouth in a cruel arc: "Then let his people tell me."
"What does the young master mean?"
"Go spread the word. I've captured Xiaogou and have him imprisoned in an abandoned factory in the western suburbs."
Moss instantly understood his intention: "Young Master is very smart. The Second Young Master's subordinates are loyal and will definitely come to rescue him. When the time comes..."
"There are new toys." Nanchuan Shijue looked out the window at the dark night and said coldly, "I want to see whether that owl-dog is more stubborn or his men are more stubborn."
…
Moss felt that the young master was quite smart as long as he didn't do anything stupid!
This time the plan was meticulous and a tight net was laid.
Infrared sensors, sonic alarms, and dozens of well-trained bodyguards—
Late at night, the sounds of gunfire and fighting were particularly harsh in the darkness...
In less than ten minutes, all the members of Nanchuan Night Owl were subdued.
Nanchuan Shijue walked out from the shadows, the moonlight shining through the broken window onto half of his face. He was as handsome as a god and as cruel as a devil.
"Take them to the special interrogation room. I want to know Ning Fengsheng's whereabouts, at any cost..."
The assistant was tied to the electric chair with various terrifying torture instruments in front of him.
Nanchuan Shijue slowly put on a pair of white gloves and personally interrogated the suspect.
"I'll only ask once," his voice was terribly cold, "where is Ning Fengsheng?"
"I don't know." The other party had obviously undergone special training and had a firm attitude.
Nanchuan Shijue clapped his hands.
The moment the current was connected, the assistant's screams almost blew the roof off.
"I don't know..." He looked determined to die.
"Others are being tortured," Moss pressed a button. "Assistant Xi, did you hear that?"
A series of screams like ghosts and wolves howling came from the loudspeaker.
The screen also showed the tortured images of the Nanchuan Night Owl...
"If you don't want Young Master Xiao to be tortured to death..."
Assistant Xi finally broke down when he saw his master's miserable state: "White Rose Manor in Lake City..."
Nanchuan Shijue looked at his watch. The efficiency was quite good, and the interrogation was completed in ten minutes.
It seems that Nanchuan Night Owl's dog is very loyal to its master...
He stood up, took off his gloves and threw them aside: "Prepare the helicopter, I want to pick her up myself."
"Master, your injury..." Moss looked worriedly at the bruises on the master's face and the slightly lame right leg.
Nanchuan Shijue frowned, then realized his own embarrassment.
His right cheek was bruised and there was an unhealed wound at the corner of his mouth. He didn't look handsome at all - it was caused by him slapping himself in the face a few days ago.
When Ning Fengsheng wasn't around, he didn't pay any attention to his image...
"It's so ugly!" He took out a mirror and looked at himself, his face gloomy - that look was far from the handsome appearance of "Young Master Nanchuan".
How can he go to see Shengsheng like this!?
He would never allow himself to appear in front of Ning Fengsheng in any imperfect manner, even if she couldn't see -
This kind of paranoia is almost pathological, but it is deeply rooted in the bones.
Hearing that Miss Ning would be returning soon, the entire Rose Garden began a thorough cleaning...
Nanchuan Shijue tidied himself up and changed into a handsome suit.
The tailor-made suit perfectly wrapped around his tall body, the concealer barely covered the bruises on his face, and the sunglasses hid the worst scars.
The pain in his right leg forced him to lean slightly when standing, but he still looked noble overall.
"Miss Ning is asleep anyway, so she can't see you..."
Nanchuan Shijue turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with unmistakable seriousness and paranoia: "What do you know!?"
He didn't want her to see his embarrassment.
He wanted to let her know that he was good and that he could protect her!
…
White Rose Manor, Lake City.
The volcanic rocks are covered with white snow, and steaming hot springs emit hazy mist in the ice and snow.
The glass curtain wall of the castle reflects the deep blue of the aurora, and it is as beautiful as a fairy tale world.
The helicopter landed on the manor's helipad.
Nanchuan Shijue endured the pain in his legs and strode towards the main building. The bodyguards had already taken control of the entire manor.
As he pushed open the door of the intensive care unit, Nanchuan Shijue's breathing stopped instantly.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the bed. Ning Fengsheng lay quietly, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his face, his chest rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
She looked like she was asleep, but she had been asleep for four years.
Nanchuan Shijue slowly approached and gently stroked her cheek with his bony fingers.
It felt soft to the touch, yet unresponsive.
His hand began to tremble uncontrollably again!
"Shengsheng, I'm here to take you home." His voice was hoarse...
She left him for ten days, and he almost went crazy during those ten days.
Nanchuan Shijue leaned over, lifted her hair and put it in front of his nose, habitually smelling the fragrance of her hair.
This fragrance has a calming effect, instantly making him feel comfortable all over...
When he was about to pick her up, he suddenly froze——
Ning Fengsheng was wearing a light-colored silk nightgown, not the white nightgown she had been wearing when she disappeared ten days ago.
"What kind of touch do you mean, brother? With your mouth, or your hands... or my big ol' ol' ol' ol'?"
"But brother... I've already touched it..."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes instantly turned cold, and he pulled the shivering maid over and asked, "Who changed the clothes?"
The maid was so frightened that she kept shaking her head: "I... I don't know... I'm new here..."
"Has Nanchuan Yexiao ever touched her?" Nanchuan Shijue exuded a terrifying and dangerous aura. "Has he ever kissed her?"
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