0085 Deception
The mastermind who ordered those people to pursue them was quickly identified, and this time Shen Yuxiu did not hide it from her.
Song Ning never expected it to be that person.
She sent him a text message, asking him to meet her that evening at the C1 playground in the south area of the school.
As the weather warms up, more people are coming out to run on the playground. Song Ning sits in the stands, watching the runners below, and thinks to herself.
Should she also increase her physical activity? Otherwise, if she encounters that situation again next time, even if it lasts a few more minutes, she might not be able to hold on.
Just as she was thinking, a figure in the corner of the stands gradually approached and finally sat down next to her.
"I didn't expect you to ask me out, Ningning." Shen Jiayu rested her hands behind her back, her tone unusually relaxed.
Song Ning turned her head and looked at the person next to her seriously for the first time.
Shen Jiayu's profile is somewhat similar to Shen Yuxiu's, except that Shen Yuxiu has a higher nose bridge and more defined features, while Shen Jiayu's lips are thinner, making her appear more cold-hearted.
Song Ning smiled and said, "I never expected you to hate us so much."
“It’s not you, it’s you,” Shen Jiayu corrected. “We’re all children of the Shen family, but because of your father’s affair, my father has to stay in Wucheng and hasn’t been promoted in over 10 years, while Shen Yuxiu’s father has been promoted step by step. Why is that?”
Shen Jia said this with a hint of malice: "I told them I couldn't let you have it too easy, but I didn't expect it to fail. Well, they're just a bunch of thugs, what can they accomplish?"
Instead of looking for the cause in his father, why blame her?
Song Ning chuckled: "You don't even bother to make excuses."
“I knew they’d find out about me sooner or later. The leader of those thugs was taken care of by my grandmother, so he won’t betray me. But with so many people, one or two will inevitably speak out.” Shen Jiayu looked at Song Ning, his face shrouded in a malicious shadow. “But even if they know I did it, what can an orphan like you do to me? Oh, I almost forgot, you can sell your body to get his help, but don’t forget, I’m also a child of the Shen family. If he dares to touch me, my dad won’t let him off easily.”
"How did you know I would be going to sweep the tombs that day?" Song Ning asked.
“You can find out by investigating,” Shen Jiayu said.
Song Ning scoffed: "You don't have that kind of ability."
Shen Jia gripped the ground with her fingers, her anger rising, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Yes, you've looked down on me from the very beginning. But Ningning, why don't you take a look at your own status? If you hadn't climbed into Shen Yuxiu's bed, would you be sitting here? Would you be so arrogant? Would you act so high and mighty?"
"Even if I slept with him, that's my skill, why are you getting so worked up?" Song Ning scoffed. "But how did you know I slept with him? I didn't expect you, who usually acts like an idiot, to be so perceptive about this kind of thing. Do you use all your intelligence to observe these kinds of things?"
When it comes to sarcasm, whoever has the better mentality will win, and Song Ning has never lost in this area.
"Song Ning, I'll fuck you..."
Before he could finish the last word, a beam of light shone directly in his face. Shen Jiayu abruptly closed his eyes, raised his hand to shield his face, and trembled.
Song Ning picked up the baton beside him and pressed it against Shen Jia's waist: "It's just a self-defense tool, what's there to be afraid of? Compared to the knife that day, this thing is much lighter."
"You fucking...fuck!" Shen Jiayu's vision went black as he received a solid blow to the waist, making him wince in pain.
"Thanks to you, I'm very well prepared this time. How about trying chili powder? Or a laser gun?"
Song Ning didn't give him a choice; she switched the flashlight to a laser gun and started shocking his arm.
Shen Jia screamed, her fear overwhelming her physical pain. Song Ning glanced at the playground, put away her tools, and warned, "You'd better not do anything. There are no security cameras here. If I say you had designs on me, do you think it would tarnish the reputation of your Shen family?"
With one hand on his lower back and the other covering his numb arm, Shen Jia could vaguely make out Song Ning's blurry figure. He angrily cursed, "Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a filthy bitch!"
Song Ning slammed his baton down on the ground, and Shen Jia reflexively jerked.
"Do you know why I look down on you?" Song Ning said calmly. "Shen Yuxiu is proud, but his pride is towards himself, not others. You are different. Your pride is satisfied by belittling others. From the first moment you saw me, you displayed your sense of superiority in every way, so I have never looked down on you."
"Ha, you think I want a woman like you? Don't think I don't know what you two did at the old man's place." Shen Jia blinked, finally managing to regain some focus, and looked at Song Ning with disdain.
Song Ning looked at Shen Jiayu with a cold gaze.
Shen Jiayu seemed to have his thoughts read, his eyes darting around: "What? You dare to do it but not admit it? How many of the people who went there that day didn't know about it?"
Shen Jiayu lied.
The truth is that he saw Song Ning and Shen Yuxiu kissing in the room through the crack in the door that day.
He was unwilling to accept it; in what way could he be inferior to that person?
Ever since that day his father told him to learn from Shen Yuxiu, he had been unconsciously comparing himself to Shen Yuxiu. However, he never expected that Song Ning, a woman who usually wouldn't even glance at him, would display such alluring charm in Shen Yuxiu's arms.
The next day, he told the old lady that he had taken a liking to Song Ning and asked her to help him matchmake her with Song Ning. However, Song Ning was unmoved and remained indifferent.
From that day on, he harbored a grudge against her, wanting to ruin her reputation and turn her into a tattered rag, so that she could no longer be high and mighty and self-righteous.
He just didn't expect Shen Yuxiu to be there too, and with his men. After his defeat, he guessed that this day would come.
"So what?" Song Ning asked. "Even if they know, so what? And what does this have to do with you? Do you really think we don't know who told you I'd be going back to sweep the grave that day?"
Shen Jiayu was surprised that Song Ning felt no shame at all and even threatened him instead. He forced a smile and said, "Don't try to fool me."
"Do you know why I was the one who asked you out today?" Song Ning waved the baton in her hand. "It's because I'm not a member of your Shen family, and I don't have any say with the old man. If he had come and told the old man about you and Cao Wenliang, do you think your old lady and your father would still have been able to protect you?"
Upon hearing the name "Cao Wenliang," Shen Jiayu could no longer laugh.
“The old man hasn’t been feeling well lately, and he doesn’t want to bother him with trivial matters. If you keep your mouth shut, we can still discuss this. If you keep talking like that, I don’t know if your dad has a future, but you’re probably done for.” Song Ning smiled brightly.
No member of the Shen family could tolerate this behavior of colluding with outsiders to target the Shen family. This person is just as simple-minded and "stupid" as he appears. I don't know how his father raised him.
Shen Jiayu was already in a state of panic, but still made a desperate struggle: "What evidence do you have? Don't make baseless accusations. I just had someone teach you a lesson. I didn't know Shen Yuxiu was there. As for that Cao Wenliang, I don't know him at all."
"Without evidence, would we dare to say anything?" Song Ning felt exhausted talking to him. "If you refuse to say anything, then forget it. Just wait and see if you can still be the proud member of the Shen family then."
Song Ning tidied up the few "toys" beside her and got up to leave.
"Sister Ningning!" Shen Jiayu called out to Song Ning in a panic.
Song Ning smiled slightly and turned back to ask, "Are you finally willing to talk?"
Shen Jia hesitated: "I've already told you, can you let me go?"
Song Ning sat down again: "Speak."
Shen Jia asked again, "If I tell you, you guarantee you won't tell anyone else?"
"I've made myself clear enough. You're either going to tell me or not. If you're not going to, then forget it," Song Ning said, feigning impatience.
Shen Jia rubbed his arm and said dejectedly, "Cao Wenliang had someone tell me. That person also said, 'Don't let you be too clean. If things go well, he can give my dad some advice on his career, and he can also arrange things for me after I graduate.'"
Song Ning: "..."
Seeing Song Ning's cold face, Shen Jiayu said fearfully, "I'm telling the truth."
Although in some places it was because that person hit the dark side of his heart, he didn't really want those people to do anything to Song Ning at first.
"Do you know how long I ran that day?" Song Ning said coldly.
Shen Jiayu dared not answer.
"If you go to the track now and run 10 laps in 10 minutes, I'll keep it a secret for you, okay?" Song Ning said.
Shen Jiayu angrily retorted, "Are you kidding me? This is absolutely impossible. You're fucking playing me for a fool."
Song Ning: "I can't let my suffering that day go to waste. Don't worry, I won't tell the old man, I'll only tell my dad."
Shen Jia hardened her heart: "After I've run away, you give me back the evidence."
Song Ning laughed out loud: "That won't do, but you can bet that I'm a person of my word."
Shen Jia stood up and threatened fiercely, "If you dare to go back on your word, I'll drag you down with me even if I die."
Song Ning watched Shen Jiayu running laps on the track. When Shen Jiayu reached his fifth lap, he seemed somewhat disheartened.
She gathered her belongings, checked the voice recorder in her pocket, and prepared to leave.
Shen Jiayu is right. Even if Song Ning knows that he did it, she can't do anything to him. She really doesn't have any evidence, and those thugs won't testify for her, but she can create evidence herself.
Shen Jia and Tai are proud of the "Shen family," so he wouldn't dare gamble on even the slightest possibility of ruining his pride. He wouldn't give up as long as there was a sliver of hope to preserve his pride, and that was Song Ning's gamble.
Anyway, she lost the bet, so she didn't lose anything. At most, she could just hit him a couple more times to vent her anger.
As soon as Song Ning reached the top of the grandstand stairs, she heard a familiar laugh.
"What are you doing here?" Song Ning ran towards Shen Yuxiu, who was in the shadows of the stairs.
"I was worried about you." Shen Yuxiu hugged Song Ning. "But it seems I was just overthinking it."
Song Ning took out a voice recorder from her pocket and waved it: "Evidence."
"I'm more concerned about..." Shen Yuxiu drawled, his voice ambiguous, "...whether you're going to climb into my bed tonight."
Song Ning swallowed hard: "Nonsense, let's go home now."
Shen Jia collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat. With trembling hands, he took out his phone, glanced at the stands, and cursed under his breath.
Damn! We've exceeded the time limit.
Shen Jia called Song Ning, but the phone only gave a voice message indicating that it was switched off.
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