Obsessive Warlord Young Marshal x Aristocratic Family Heir 1

do you want"Ning Shu, seeing the atmosphere so good, continued with a determined air: "Jiang classmate, if in the future, you don't kiss me, and won't ask me to do some strange things..." He blushed...Ning Shu didn't know when she had returned.

That evening, the officer who had offered him wine walked out of the Ning family and brushed past him, then nodded. His expression was calm, as if he had never met him before.

But how could he possibly forget this face.

It was this person who, that night at the nightclub, brought him a drink and mentioned his grandfather.

Ning Shu stood still.

Fu Shen reached out and touched his face: "Master Ning Si looks a bit unwell. Get some rest."

His voice was low, with a hint of cold indifference. But his eyes were insistent, as if Ning Shu was prey caught in a net, struggling and unable to move.

Fu Shennian lowered his eyes, the deep blue adding to the allure of his already handsome face.

Ning Shu pursed her lips and took a step back, showing a hint of resistance.

The man, as if he didn't see them, but also didn't force himself upon them. He straightened his body slightly, then walked towards the direction of the military truck.

Fu Sinian got in the car.

He pulled the car door shut, then turned his head slightly to look in this direction.

"The Young Marshal" The adjutant sitting in his position turned his head and asked.

Fu Shen remained fixed on the figure standing at Ning's doorstep, his gaze unwavering.

Ning Shu was a little flustered and awkwardly turned to go inside. She even stretched out her hand with a touch of stubbornness, closing the door to shut out the other person's gaze.

He leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

Fu Sinian seemed to ignore the young master's childish antics, extending his hand and taking out a pocket watch from his pocket.

He stared at the pocket watch with a faint gaze, his extended finger gently stroking it.

As if it were not an object, but a person.

The flirting techniques were inexplicably... arousing.

Yet, he seemed ascetic, aloof, and cold.

Let's go.

Fu Shinian knew the young master wouldn't come out again, so he instructed his adjutant.

....

Ning Shu didn't know how long she had been sitting there, or how long her mind had been blank.

Lingling noticed he was off, and she started to feel nervous too: “Host, what’s wrong You haven't spoken since just now, is something the matter”

Ning Shu sat on the bed, the table littered with small objects brought back from studying abroad. The wardrobe next to him had a mirror, and he could see the faint pink blush on his fair skin through his slightly open shirt, hinting at something ambiguous.

Seeing his eyes slightly red, it seemed like he had been bullied badly.

He was breathing rapidly.

Close your eyes, and you can picture what happened in the theater. That depraved soldier, how he tormented him.

But Ning Shu had never expected that Fu Si Nian's head would be in danger.

Even though he felt the voice was strangely familiar, he couldn't quite place it.

But he never suspected the other party all along.

>You can say that.

If Fu Sinian was willing, he could even appear by Ning Shu's side next time and do the same thing again.

He can repeat this matter several times.

It is possible that even Ning Shu wouldn't suspect him.

Ning Shu pursed her lips, her eyes were a little empty and drifting, her face looked a little pale, she murmured: "He did it on purpose."

Fu Sinian did it on purpose.

I let him find it on purpose.

The pocket watch hidden in a coat pocket, and the gloves that were clearly being worn in the theater but later taken off, including the officer.

It's all his arrangement.

...even technical difficulties like a power outage in the theater. ...

And please ask him about the movie schedule.

Then he stumbled out of the room and into the living room.

Walk to the telephone.

His hand trembled slightly as he dialed the number.

"Hey"

Ning Shu asked, "Does your servant know you came out with me today"

The renowned author was taken aback and said, "That's right, how did he know I happened to be there" He reacted now, a hint of anger in his voice.

He had taken a fancy to a young dancer at a nightclub some time ago. He bought her and kept her hidden away from public view. But, unbeknownst to him, his father stumbled upon the situation.

Not only did he call him back, but he also beat him up.

The renowned author angrily said, "I told you something was fishy about this. Someone must have set me up! Once I find out who it is, I'll skin them alive."

Ning Shu heard the answer she wanted and hung up the phone.

He confirmed, not just those carefully orchestrated coincidences, but even Wen Haosheng's departure, was also Fu Shaoshuai's move.

Ning Shu's finger trembled slightly, she wasn't sure if it was from anger or fear.

He had originally heard that Fu Sian was cold-blooded and ruthless, not caring for his own family. After getting to know him, he thought those people were exaggerating, but now he knows the true nature of this man.

Ning Shu only felt that the other party was extremely deep and even terrifyingly dangerous.

He gasped for breath, struggling mightily. He staggered back into the room and pressed his hand against his pounding head.He couldn't help but feel a jolt of fear and called out to LingLing in his heart.