Chapter 60 He Became a Coward
Those people thought her fall wasn't hard enough or deep enough, so they added insult to injury...
It was because she met Lord Nanchuan that she hid under his wings.
"I don't want you to face the ugly hearts of the outside world... I'm afraid that somewhere I can't see, you'll suffer the slightest injustice." Nanchuan Shijue whispered, "From the moment you stepped out of this door, I've been worried. I'm afraid you'll get hit by a car while crossing the road, that you'll accidentally fall into the ditch, that you'll encounter an accident, that it'll rain and you won't have an umbrella, that when you cry... I'm not by your side..."
He always thought he was fearless, but when he fell in love with her he realized that he became a coward in front of her.
Ning Fengsheng's tears fell hotly: "Nanchuan Shijue, how could I be so stupid..."
"You're just that dumb!"
In his eyes, she was just too dumb to take care of herself.
In his eyes, she is the child who will never grow up...
"Little crybaby..." He raised his hand and gently wiped away the hot tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you crying!?"
Ning Fengsheng didn't know why she was crying. Nanchuan Shijue's words just now made her heart ache unbearably -
She may have a little understanding of his tyranny and paranoia.
His thoughts are quite extreme, but he thinks of her in everything he does...
"Don't cry." Nanchuan Shijue's heart ached!
"Nanchuan Shijue, I..."
There was a noise at the entrance, and the servant came forward: "Miss Lin, you are back, what happened?"
Lin Leixi was carried in by two bodyguards. Her face was pale and her hands and feet were weak.
The bodyguard reported: "Master, Miss Lin's pregnancy is unstable..."
With a click, the sound of a chair rubbing against the ground was heard, and the figure of Nanchuan Shijue had already strode over.
Ning Fengsheng watched his back as he left, and the many words that were about to come to his lips froze at his lips.
My mind was blank, and Nanchuan Shijue's words kept echoing in my ears...
"Miss Ning? Young Master said he wants to eat more of the porridge, so don't pour it out." Moss's words rang in his ears.
Ning Fengsheng suddenly came back to his senses and found himself clearing the tableware: "But he never eats leftovers..."
"It was made by Miss Ning, how could it be the same? Young Master just specifically told me to come down and put the porridge in the refrigerator."
"If he wants to eat, I'll make it for him at noon."
"The young master won't let you go into the kitchen anymore... and don't bother cleaning up the dishes. If Miss Ning has nothing to do, why not go knit a scarf and give it to the young master as soon as possible."
Ning Fengsheng was surprised: "How did you know I wanted to give him a scarf?"
"The young master has read it eight times a day..." Moss scratched his ears. "Maybe he thinks I'm deaf and can't hear it?"
Ning Fengsheng: “…”
It seems that Nanchuan Spyker is really looking forward to it.
"Moss, I've been cooking at Rose Garden for three months...Did Nanchuan Shijue really not eat a single bite?" Ning Fengsheng was curious. After all, he had picked up and eaten all the dishes that had been poured out.
"The young master was ill at the time, and was busy with the young lady's funeral, so he didn't return to Rose Garden. I didn't dare to mention your name—"
"Sick? How could he be sick?"
"Hey, Miss Ning, don't ask anymore... If the young master blames me for nagging again, he will really sew my mouth shut." Moss packed up the dishes and fled into the kitchen.
Ning Fengsheng was about to ask something when he saw two doctors hurried upstairs carrying medicine boxes.
…
Lin Leixi was pale and lying sickly on the bed.
The doctor examined her and said she had been too frightened, so he immediately gave her an injection to preserve her pregnancy...
"Don't play dead in front of me." Nanchuan Shijue grabbed her chin and said, "You dare to play tricks under my nose? Are you looking for death?"
"Brother Jue... I already know I was wrong... Besides, you have punished me..." Lin Leixi said painfully, tears dripping down her face.
The tears fell on the back of Nanchuan Shijue's hand, and he retracted his hand as if he had touched germs.
Although they were both crying, Ning Fengsheng's tears made his heart ache, while other women's tears only made him feel dirty and pretentious.
"Don't you like tattoos? I'll tattoo you with my Nanchuan slave brand, and you dare to be frightened?" Nanchuan Shijue grinned devilishly and sneered, "Turn over."
Lin Leixi was lying on her side. Upon hearing this, she turned over with a trembling hand and reached behind her to unzip her pants.
The word "bitch" was scratched on her entire back with a knife...
The wound is new and has not healed yet...
"The tip of the knife has been dipped in the juice of poisonous grass, and the scars left by the cuts will never be removed." There was no warmth on Nanchuan Shijue's cold face.
Lin Leixi trembled, and tears rolled down her cheeks again.
"Does it feel good to be my Nanchuan's slave?"
"Brother Jue, I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again..."
"People can't teach people, but things can teach them once." Nanchuan Shijue lit a cigarette, "This mark will be enough for you to remember for the rest of your life."
"Woo..."
"Shut up. If you make such disgusting sounds again, I will tear your mouth apart." Nanchuan Shijue was disgusted to the extreme.
She should be thankful for the baby in her belly, because he didn't do anything cruel...
"Master, pregnant women need emotional stability," the doctor said with embarrassment, "and they need to be well taken care of for the next few days."
"Watch her carefully and keep her under house arrest. She is not allowed to leave the room."
…
Ning Fengsheng returned to the living room, intending to knit for a while, but she saw the servants carrying countless empty photo albums and piling them on the three-meter-wide bed...
Each photo album has a code, "Shengsheng, 20 years old - horse farm", "Shengsheng, 19 years old - beach", "Shengsheng, 20 years old - zoo", "Shengsheng, 18 years old - school uniform skirt", "Shengsheng, 19 years old - Provence"... and so on.
Are these the photos she burned?
Nanchuan Spyker has been printed out again, and you plan to put it back in the album?
He already has a hard drive, why does he have to print it out... What a strange obsession.
“What are all the photo albums piled on the bed for?”
"The young master said he would sort the photos himself."
"There are so many... can't you divide them up?"
Nanchuan Shijue is still sick. Instead of lying in bed and resting, what is he doing?
"The young master won't let us touch those photos..."
As they were talking, Moss came in carrying a large basket filled with stacks of developed and laminated photos.
Ning Fengsheng was speechless, but his eyes swept across the laptop screen on the bedside...
There was a page that displayed her acceptance speech at an international fashion show.
Moss also saw it, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely——
The video has been viewed 3,000 times, and the young master alone has watched it 2,999 times.
Another time, Ning Fengsheng ordered it herself because it was her personal homepage!
Ning Fengsheng was slightly surprised. When did he start peeping?
Next to the computer, there is a pair of comforting dolls with two little hands sewn together.
This doll looks familiar. I bought it at Baby City...
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