Chapter 176 asks, "Has something happened to her?"
Xie Nanzhi pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Back in Hong Kong, he helped me a lot. Later, as we got to know each other better, I might have developed some feelings for him, but not to the point of liking him. Besides, he promised me a billion yuan plus a manor, land, and a yacht. It's hard for me to refuse such good terms. However, I've thought about it a lot today. He's a dying man, and there's no future for us. Since that's the case, those feelings should stop there. I will absolutely not let myself fall into the whirlpool of love again and repeat the same mistakes. Pei Jingchuan, you always ask me to forgive you, but if the knife isn't stuck in your own body, you can easily turn the page. But that pain, like a hundred ants tearing at my heart, still sends chills down my spine and keeps me awake at night whenever I think about it."
Pei Jingchuan was heartbroken, his arm trembling. "I'm sorry, I didn't know, Nanzhi, I was really wrong."
Xie Nanzhi's eyes reddened, her performance a mix of truth and falsehood. She acted until he felt guilty, and then she would use Pei Jingchuan's guilt to find a chance to escape.
Xie Nanzhi didn't speak, letting her tears fall.
Pei Jingchuan trembled slightly, regret and remorse coursing through his veins. "Nanzhi, do you still love me?"
like?
How could she love such a scumbag?
Xie Nanzhi sneered inwardly, but remained calm on the surface. "To be honest, I don't know, Pei Jingchuan, I don't know if I still love you."
Pei Jingchuan was inexplicably excited, and his eyes welled up with tears.
She said she didn't know, not that she didn't love him anymore. Does that mean she still has feelings for him, and that they have a chance to get back together?
Pei Jingchuan smiled, his voice slightly choked, "No matter how long it takes, I'm willing to wait for you."
Xie Nanzhi thought to herself, "Even if I have to wait until I die."
That night, Xie Nanzhi dared not close her eyes.
Pei Jingchuan had a good night's sleep.
That night, Wei Chizheng was fighting against death.
At dawn, Wei Chizheng coughed violently while lying in his hospital bed, and his breathing mask instantly filled with blood. The medical team immediately began resuscitation efforts, and after repeated resuscitation attempts, his vital signs returned.
In the ward, the IV drip was making a ticking sound, and Wei Chi woke up.
He looked weakly at everyone, his eyes ultimately ending in disappointment.
The figure he longed for most was not there.
Yes, she should be back in Hong Kong by now. Wei Chizheng's regret was that he didn't take Pei Jingchuan with him to hell before he died.
His handsome, sword-like eyebrows were furrowed, and his pale face was devoid of any color. Mu Jiaojiao stepped forward, tears streaming down her face.
“Ah Zheng.”
Everyone looked worried, including Wei Huaibo, who was standing a few steps away.
Xie Nanzhi looked at her father, whose gaze was still sharp, still... indifferent.
Indeed, the Wei family has a new heir, and he is merely a dispensable figure. Moreover, the longer he lives, the more Pei Jingchuan's life is in danger, and the more anxious Wei Huaibo will be.
Perhaps, this so-called father would rather he died sooner.
With a cold smile playing on his lips, Wei Chizheng shifted his gaze from Wei Huaibo and began searching for Mu Lin instead.
Not here?
Wei Chizheng had a bad feeling. He quickly looked at Tie Tou, who immediately came closer. "Second Master, is there something you want to say?"
He originally wanted to give his last words to Mulin and Tietou, especially his instructions to Xie Nanzhi, but now that Mulin was gone, his heart sank.
Wei Chizheng grabbed Tie Tou's hand, his eyes sharp, "Has something happened to Nan Zhi?"
Tie Tou fell silent.
He was always taciturn, unlike Mu Lin who was lively and talkative.
Reason told him that he shouldn't tell Wei Chizheng about Xie Nanzhi, but he just couldn't bring himself to lie to Wei Chizheng.
Tie Tou lowered his head, his brows furrowed.
The next second, Wei Chizheng used all his strength to tear open the oxygen mask, startling everyone.
Wei Huaibo strode forward and shouted angrily, "Wei Chizheng, do you really want to die?"
He was worried about Xie Nanzhi's condition and had no time to pay attention to Wei Huaibo's clamor. Wei Chizheng stared intently at Tie Tou and said, "Tell me, has something happened to her?"
Upon hearing this, Tie Tou dared not hide it any longer, "Second Master, my sister-in-law has disappeared."
Wei Chizheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes. The veins on his forehead bulged, and fine beads of sweat from the tip of his nose slid down his angular jawline, his lips pressed together until they turned white.
Then, ignoring all attempts to stop him, Wei Chizheng abruptly ripped off all the tubes from his body. He didn't even have time to feel the pain before walking straight out.
Tie Tou hurriedly chased after him, followed closely by Mu Jiaojiao.
Mu Jiaojiao ran over and hugged him from behind. "A-Zheng, don't go. You'll die. I've already lost A-Nan. I can't lose you too."
But her words couldn't stop Wei Chizheng at all. His gaze was firm. "Let go."
Mu Jiaojiao said, "A-Zheng, don't go. Someone will go to find Miss Nan, but your body can't take the strain. A-Zheng, please listen to me just this once."
When Anan died, Mu Jiaojiao didn't understand what despair was, but now, the man she loved most was risking his life to find another woman, and Mu Jiaojiao broke down.
Rather than saying she didn't want him to leave, it would be more accurate to say she didn't want him to go see that woman.
Mu Jiaojiao didn't want Wei Chizheng's final days to belong to Xie Nanzhi; she wanted to possess his last memories.
Wei Chizheng was adamant in his stance and didn't bother with any more unnecessary words.
He forcefully pried her hands open and threw them to the ground, staring straight ahead without looking back.
Mu Jiaojiao was in a terrible state, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing this, Wei Huaibo's eyes widened in panic. "Wei Chizheng, you stop right there! I told you to stop, did you hear me?"
Wei Chizheng stopped as expected, his dark pupils staring directly at Wei Huaibo. "What? Afraid I'll kill your precious grandson?"
He tilted his head, his eyes sharp as swords. "Your worries are justified. I will definitely bring him his dog's head to you."
Wei Huaibo was so angry that he was speechless and couldn't utter a single word.
He pointed shakily in the direction Wei Chizheng had left, his eyes wide as if they were copper bells.
Butler Zhou helped Wei Huaibo up, while Mu Jiaojiao's gaze remained fixed on Wei Chizheng's departing figure, her grief and sorrow turning into resentment and jealousy.
After leaving the hospital, Wei Chizheng called Mu Lin.
I was incredibly excited to learn that he had woken up.
When I learned that he had run away from the hospital, my heart nearly jumped out of my throat.
The three met.
Wei Chizheng, annoyed by his excessive rambling, interrupted him, "Where is Nanzhi now?"
Pei Jingchuan knew that Wei Chizheng was in dire straits, so he had no intention of hiding anything. He openly kidnapped Xie Nanzhi, which made it easier to investigate, although the exact location was not yet determined.
Mulin said, "We tracked them down; they went to southern Xinjiang."
Wei Chizheng, "Specific location."
Mu Lin hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "The traces disappeared in the Misty Forest of the Southern and Northern Frontiers."
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