With a loud bang, the bullet whizzed past, as if carrying a strong, cold wind as it passed through Zhan Minglei's hair.
The bullet grazed his arm, and the man in black behind him quickly dodged. The bullet hissed in pain.
Zhan Nanting clearly intended to scare him with that shot.
But he got his wish. Zhan Minglei was terrified, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.
With a loud thud, he slammed his cane to the ground and jumped up from the sofa. "Zhan Nanting, are you crazy?"
Damn it, if I hadn't aimed that shot correctly, he would definitely be dead in one shot now.
Zhan Minglei's chest was burning with rage, but when he faced Zhan Nanting, it was like punching cotton, soft and weak.
"Is Su Yuanchu in your hands?"
"Pah!" With his hair all messed up, Zhan Minglei was still shaken by the shot Zhan Nanting had deliberately missed. "Why would I kidnap a wild girl like her?"
"Say it again?" Zhan Nanting narrowed his long eyes and lowered his cold gaze, landing on the heart on his chest.
Under his gaze, Zhan Minglei frowned warily. "What?"
Then he realized that he had just called that woman a wild girl.
Tsk, after Zhan Nanting's outburst, Zhan Minglei has really developed feelings for Su Yuanchu.
You see, the more weaknesses Zhan Nanting has, the easier it is for him to deal with him.
Turning his head, Zhan Minglei looked at his trusted subordinate beside him, "Han San, did any of you kidnap Second Master's woman behind my back?"
"Huh?" Han San asked, puzzled. "What is Master Lei talking about?"
"Su Yuanchu".
Since she hit Mei Ying a few days ago and then attacked Zhan Nanting at night, her name has already spread throughout the Dark City.
Upon hearing this, Han San instinctively wanted to deny it, "Brother Lei, we didn't—"
"Hmm?" Zhan Minglei's pupils dilated slightly.
Han San, having followed him for over a decade, immediately understood Zhan Minglei's meaning after only a couple of seconds of eye contact. "Reporting to Master Lei, we did indeed capture Su Yuanchu."
"Didn't Master Lei say that woman offended our Dark City—"
"This acting is a bit fake."
Before Han San could finish speaking, a mocking and nonchalant voice burst in.
Zhan Minglei frowned. "Who?"
Su Yuanchu?
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhan Nanting's gaze paused, and his tense expression eased slightly.
As everyone in the room turned to look at the door, they saw a woman with a languid and elegant demeanor slowly walk in from outside.
Cheng Qi's face lit up with joy. "Miss Su, where did you go? I couldn't find you."
"I was getting a little bored, so I went to wander around the lobby."
Walking up to Zhan Nanting, Rong Shang slowly replied to Cheng Qi. Upon hearing this, Cheng Qi immediately frowned, "Miss Su, didn't I tell you not to come here unless it's necessary—"
"Alright." Zhan Nanting interrupted Cheng Qi, and then reached out and put his arm around Rong Shang's waist.
"Don't run around like that again next time."
A deep, magnetic voice came from beside her ear. Rong Shang looked up at him and saw a fleeting hint of worry in his deep eyes.
With a slight lift of her lips, Rong Shang chuckled as if no one else was around, "You're worried about me?"
"No."
With a slight smirk, Zhan Nanting turned his face away.
Rong Shang nodded thoughtfully, then turned to look at the group of men in the room.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
