"Not enough love..."
The three words echoed in Xiang Ziye's ears. He closed his eyes and clutched Ye Qiu's diary tightly.
He stood there stiffly for a while, then suddenly chuckled: "Yes, not enough love. Rong Zhaonan is indeed more attentive to his woman than I am to mine, otherwise..."
Xiang Ziye paused, waved the diary in his hand, and said sarcastically, "He wouldn't give you such crucial evidence to carry with you, just to give you an extra lifeline, right?"
Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained expressionless: "It just happened to be kept here by me!"
Xiang Da is indeed a smart man; he guessed it right away...
That day, while having dinner, Rong Zhaonan suddenly asked Grandpa Ye if she could carry the diary with her, just in case.
This is a rather excessive request.
Grandpa Ye hesitated until they were leaving, but still had his secretary deliver the diary to her as a small compensation for her being dragged into this matter.
It's finally come in handy!
However, it wouldn't be a good thing if Xiang Ziye figured out why the diary ended up in her hands.
really……
"So that's why I can use you to control him. His level of concern for you is his biggest weakness," Xiang Ziye said coldly.
Ning Yuan pursed her lips, looking at him warily: "What do you want to do..."
A strange and obscure expression appeared on Xiang Ziye's face: "Whatever I want to do, I won't do anything to you, you can rest assured... Even if there are no old grudges, there are new ones."
He paused, looked out the window at the blood-red sunset, and murmured, "Everything is gone, everything..."
The crimson sunset bathed his figure in a cold, dark light.
Ning Yuan said expressionlessly, "Xiang Da, don't go crazy. Do you still want to see Ye Qiu? How are you going to explain this to her?"
"What do I need to explain to her?" Xiang Da suddenly sneered coldly.
Ning Yuan frowned: "..."
Xiang Ziye said expressionlessly, "Only you women would value love and romance more than your personal future and family, as if you have nothing else to do in life. How incredibly stupid!"
Ning Yuan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to refute: "..."
He lowered his head and continued to sneer, "If it weren't like that, why would she care so much about my opinion... She could have just said it... Even if I mind, so what? Better to live a miserable life than die. At worst, we'll break up... She won't die... Xiao Si won't die... No one would have come to this point..."
Ning Yuan was stunned, almost laughing in anger: "So, your logic is that Ye Qiu is too love-struck and too selfish, so everything is her fault?"
Xiang Ziye looked down at her and said coldly, "Isn't that right?"
After saying that, he didn't linger. Without hesitation, he slammed the door shut and left the room.
Ning Yuan's face turned extremely sour. Unable to hold back any longer, she sat up abruptly and cursed, "You're not a man at all! Xiang Ziye, Ye Qiu really shouldn't have liked a bastard like you!"
Fine, what can she say?
One thing can be said in one way or another. Everyone has a different perspective and a different point of view. How one interprets it is up to the individual.
She couldn't really control how Xiang Da interpreted Ye Qiu's concealment, but at least Xiang Da's attitude indicated one thing...
As a member of the Xiang family, he and Rong Zhaonan, a member of the Rong family, are sworn enemies!
Ning Yuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to think about what to do next.
This time, Xiang Ziye captured her, but unlike Tang Jun's situation last time, Tang Jun didn't know someone would come to rescue her.
However, Xiang Ziye's goal was to bring Rong Zhaonan over, and he wouldn't do anything to her for the time being. The impact of Ye Qiu's diary on Xiang Ziye meant that she could remain safe for a while.
As for Xiang Xiaosi's death... if Rong Zhaonan can prove that he has nothing to do with Xiang Xiaosi's death, there might still be a chance to persuade Xiang Ziye to surrender.
But we must also prepare for the worst...
If Xiang Ziye is going to take everyone down with him, she has to strike first.
Ning Yuan rubbed her wrist and checked the "little thing" hidden on her body again.
Xiang Ziye must have searched her body, but the way the Shanghai Green Gang hides concealed weapons is not something an inexperienced newbie like him could easily find.
She didn't know why, but she always felt very uneasy.
She looked out the window, and through a row of iron bars, she could see a picturesque view.
Xiang Ziye is only one person. Even if he has other people under him, he can't stop Rong Zhaonan and his men, not to mention the forces that Elder Ye can mobilize if he intervenes.
So, what exactly does Xiang Ziye plan to do about Rong Zhaonan and her?
The room was empty, making it even quieter. The sound of flowing water became clearer, and the chirping of insects and birds sounded like melodious music.
Ning Yuan's heart stirred. She got up and walked to the window, looking out. She couldn't see any signs of life outside the courtyard, but she could see that the surrounding area was all mountains.
She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, her heart skipping a beat.
This looks like a valley... Valleys with water are rare in the capital.
Therefore, this is very likely... the place where Xiang Xiaosi died!
If that's the case...
...
Xiang Ziye sat in the living room, his gaze quietly sweeping over the nearby dresser and table, which were also covered with many photos.
He walked to the cabinet, and suddenly reached out and took out a single framed photo of himself from the middle.
In the photo, he is full of vigor and high spirits as he enters Tsinghua University. He took a black and white photo at the Summer Palace, and then went to a photo studio to pay someone to colorize it.
He looked at the photo of himself; the eighteen-year-old boy was smiling gently at the camera.
He opened the photo frame expressionlessly and took out a palm-sized photo from between his own picture and the frame.
Xiang Ziye gently stroked the photo with his fingertips, lost in thought for a while, before putting it into the left breast pocket of his shirt.
Then, he opened a cabinet, took out an imported Colt pistol, and slowly began to clean it.
Time passed second by second, and in the blink of an eye, the sun set and the sky became completely dark.
The clock on the wall struck 7:30.
Xiang Ziye carried a tray with a steaming bowl of noodles into the room where Ning Yuan was locked up and turned on the light.
Ning Yuan sat against the wall, looking at him expressionlessly: "It's rare for a kidnapper to bring someone dinner."
Xiang Da seemed quite confident that she wouldn't escape the room and was certain she couldn't beat him, so he didn't tie her hands and feet.
Xiang Ziye looked her over for a while, put down the noodles, and said indifferently, "It seems that the nerve paralysis toxins in your body have been metabolized almost completely. Why don't you turn on the lights? Let's eat."
Ning Yuan glanced at the hot noodles he had cooked with little interest: "Oh, your cooking skills... don't look very good. There's hardly any oil, and the noodles are all lumped together."
Xiang Ziye choked and said coldly, "What, you still want to eat the chef's cooking? You just returned to the city from the countryside, and the work points you earned weren't even enough to exchange for rice. Now that you have white flour to eat, you're complaining?"
Ning Yuan glanced at the noodles, then at him: "Take a bite first, I'm afraid you might poison it."
Xiang Ziye almost laughed at her self-righteousness: "How could Rong Zhaonan have chosen such an oddball like you? Even if I poisoned you, you'd still have to eat it today!"
She actually had the audacity to ask him to test the poison?
As he spoke, he walked over and shoved the noodles in front of her, as if he would shove them down her throat if she didn't eat them.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Ning Yuan could only reluctantly accept it: "You don't even eat it yourself, and you're making me eat it..."
Xiang Ziye sneered: "You..."
But in the blink of an eye, a bowl of scalding hot noodles was suddenly smashed into his face!
Too close for Xiang Ziye to dodge, the scalding noodles were splashed in his face, and a cold glint flashed toward his neck.
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