Chapter 5 The Taste of Nanchuan Spyker
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At night, a body wrapped in a black, luxurious nightgown exudes a brutal and bloody aura...
Nanchuan Shijue stood beside the bed, his handsome face outlined by the moonlight.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Ning Fengsheng's eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings and her breathing was even.
He just stood there for a long time, with complex emotions surging in his eyes, including hidden possession and anger at being abandoned, which eventually settled into a depth that no one could understand.
Ning Fengsheng woke up with an inexplicable heart palpitation.
The room was empty, with only her disordered heartbeat and the birdsong outside the window.
Strangely, she smelled the scent of Nanchuan Shijue.
He must have been here last night.
This room has not been occupied for a long time, how could it have the smell of Nanchuan Spyker... and alcohol?
Oddly enough, Nanchuan Shijue could tell who she was from a few meters away just by her scent...
She didn't think she smelled that good, but he wanted to smell her eight hundred times a day.
He said her smell was deadly and he couldn't help wanting to kiss her, hug her and make her feel like a bitch.
Ning Fengsheng walked out of the room, but stopped at the corner of the corridor——
The door of the guest room was open and Lin Leixi was walking out.
Ning Fengsheng's pupils shrank slightly.
I clearly saw Nanchuan Shijue carrying Lin Leixi into the master bedroom last night, how could...
What frightened her even more was Lin Leixi's face. Her left cheek was swollen, as if she had been beaten.
Noticing Ning Fengsheng's gaze, Lin Leixi instantly became annoyed: "What are you looking at? Are you thinking you're blind?"
Ning Fengsheng pursed his lips, not wanting to cause trouble, and turned around to go downstairs.
"Stop!" Lin Leixi stopped her angrily, "Who told you to stay here? Do you think you can stay in Brother Jue's place? Get out of the Rose Garden right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the master bedroom opened with a click.
Nanchuan Shijue walked out, his black silk robe loosely opened, revealing his strong chest.
He was as handsome as a god, yet he had a cold aura that kept strangers away. His eyes swept over and landed on Lin Leixi's hand that was holding Ning Fengsheng's arm.
There was no warmth in the look, but it was like ice, which frightened Lin Leixi.
She secretly wore that starry sky gauze skirt last night, and was discovered by Young Master Nanchuan and beaten...
This man looks really scary when he's angry!
Her hand loosened immediately and she subconsciously shrank back.
Ning Fengsheng met the man's gaze, and her heart began to beat irregularly...
Before she could speak, Lin Leixi had already trotted over: "Brother Jue, I fell last night and accidentally swollen my left cheek."
"Really?" Nanchuan Shijue said indifferently, raising his hand to stroke the swollen face, "Have you applied the medicine?"
"I want Brother Jue to come to me personally..." Lin Leixi said in a soft voice.
Ning Fengsheng turned his eyes away, just wanting to leave this suffocating place as soon as possible.
After her figure disappeared, a crisp "bang" sound exploded in the corridor.
Nanchuan Shijue curled his lips into a cold smile: "Remember your identity and don't dirty my place."
"Brother Jue... I just..." Lin Leixi covered her face, which was even more swollen from being slapped, and didn't dare to cry. "Since you hate her, I wanted to help you get her out."
"Are you worthy?"
Lin Leixi bit her lip, her eyes full of grievance and unwillingness.
She was just a pawn he used to anger Ning Fengsheng. She knew this, but she couldn't help but want to cross the line.
Ning Fengsheng pinched his palm with his fingertips, and the sharp pain barely managed to maintain his calm appearance.
She went downstairs.
Every time the servants saw Miss Ning Fengsheng, they were amazed by her.
What an intoxicating face, it combines the beauty of the East and the West and gathers the sweetness of the whole world.
No wonder the young master is obsessed with her.
"The young master won't let you cook, and he won't eat the food you cook."
Ning Fengsheng took a deep breath. He had originally wanted to make breakfast for Nanchuan Shijue.
With nothing to do, she took out some wool from the cupboard.
He once forced her to knit a scarf for him just because she had given one to Gong Ye.
She cut all the yarn he brought her and broke the needles...
"I gave Gong Ye a gift, do you have the same one?"
He was so angry that he threw all the designer scarves in his closet into the fireplace and burned them.
From then on, not only was there no scarf in Nanchuan Shijue's wardrobe, he also couldn't bear to see anyone wearing one.
Even if he saw a scarf on a model's neck when passing by a shop window on the street, he would be filled with jealousy...
Ning Fengsheng smiled wistfully. That extremely possessive, overbearing and authoritarian man had really tolerated her for a long time.
If I knit this scarf and give it to him, he will definitely like it and will never vent his anger on innocent scarves again!
"Master, the meal is ready." Moss leaned over.
Ning Fengsheng raised his eyes and watched the man walking down the stairs with his long legs, followed by Lin Lacy.
He glanced at her coldly: "Haven't you left yet?"
"I'm not leaving."
"This family already has a new mistress. There's no place for you..." His eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth. "What status do you want to stay in?"
"Any identity..."
"I just need servants."
Ning Fengsheng shuddered and bit his lower lip: "Then I can be a servant."
Nanchuan Shijue had a strange look in his eyes.
As stubborn and proud as she is, she refuses to yield no matter what means he uses. But now she is willing to serve him as a servant?
In order to help Gong Ye build his business empire, she was willing to humiliate herself to such an extent?
Yes, if she can even give up her life for that man, what does dignity and pride mean to her?
A surge of jealousy and violence surged in Nanchuan Shijue's chest. The more she cared about Gong Ye, the more his jealousy grew, like a flaming thorn piercing his heart, causing blood to seep through his skin and flesh.
Ning Fengsheng, I will make you crawl out of the Rose Garden crying. You asked for this.
"Do you think being a servant in the Rose Garden is easy?" Nanchuan Shijue sneered sinisterly, "Can you bear this hardship?"
"As long as it can make you feel better, you can do whatever you want..."
Ning Fengsheng looked well-behaved, certain that the Nanchuan noble wouldn't be willing to mistreat her...
After all, she had stabbed him in the heart once, and he had never been willing to use harsh force on her.
Lin Leixi was just someone he had brought in to piss her off, and he didn't take her seriously at all, she knew it!
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