Chapter 1007: Chapter 996: Xue’er Zhao Was Kidnapped
A wild night, unfit for outsiders to speak of.
The next day, daylight broke.
Xu Ruolan sat up in bed, the white silk quilt slipping from her skin, exposing large areas of fair skin.
Xu Ruolan let out a small cry and hastily pulled up the quilt to cover her exposed body.
“Ning Fan…”
Xu Ruolan instinctively glanced to her side, only to find it empty long ago.
Recalling the earnest words Ning Fan said with furrowed brows last night, Xu Ruolan’s heart clenched. She didn’t bother to get dressed, wrapping herself in the quilt, and ran out of the bedroom at a trot.
“Where are you going like this, not even wearing clothes, acting like a hooligan.”
A light laughter suddenly sounded, instantly easing Xu Ruolan’s anxiety.
In the living room, Ning Fan was placing the fried eggs on the dining table, looking at Xu Ruolan wrapped in a quilt with a hurried expression, a tinge of humor flashing in his eyes.
“You… you’re the one acting like a hooligan. If it weren’t for you last night, how could I have overslept?”
Xu Ruolan’s face turned slightly red. She stuck out her tongue and quickly ducked back into the room.
Since Ning Fan had not left, the anxiety she held in her heart eased.
After dressing and tidying the messy bed, Xu Ruolan finished washing up and sat at the dining table.
Smelling the scent of fried eggs and milk, Xu Ruolan’s face reddened slightly, she smiled and said, “You do have a conscience, knowing I’m hungry.”
Ning Fan, while eating his fried egg, spoke unclearly, “Mmm… I need to have breakfast myself too. I just made you a portion while I’m at it.”
“Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?”
Xu Ruolan paused her hand, frowning slightly.
After a moment of silence, a smile appeared on Xu Ruolan’s face. She whispered, “Ning Fan, will you accompany me for a walk around Dragon City today? I suddenly want to take a stroll, enjoy the scenery.”
“Is it really just about enjoying the scenery?”
Ning Fan replied in a deep voice without lifting his head.
“What else would it be?”
Xu Ruolan’s fingers trembled slightly, feigning a nonchalant expression on her face.
After hearing Ning Fan’s words yesterday, at least for this period, she didn’t want Ning Fan to disappear from her sight, not even for a second.
The power of the Ning Family in Dragon City was considerable, coupled with the influence of the local big shots. She didn’t want Ning Fan to do something irrational on impulse.
“You can view the scenery anytime. Today, you should rest well at home; I have some matters to attend to.”
After finishing breakfast, Ning Fan stood up, walked behind Xu Ruolan, and gently massaged her shoulders with his hands.
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll handle all of this.”
Ning Fan said softly.
The relationship between the two was deeply connected; an exchange of glances or a small gesture, and they could understand each other’s thoughts.
Ning Fan naturally knew that Xu Ruolan’s desire to go out for a walk was a guise; her real intention was to avoid a confrontation between him and the Ning Family of Dragon City.
But could escaping be possible?
Where Xu Ruolan couldn’t see, Ning Fan’s mouth curled into a bitter smile, slowly shaking his head.
Though he had lost his memory, he now knew he was a descendant of the Ning Family in Dragon City. Now that he had arrived in Dragon City, how could he not go home?
And most crucially, the cause of his mother’s death…
He had to find the truth!
With this thought, a cold glint flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes, with no more hesitation.
“Rest well, I’ll be back tonight.”
After saying this in a deep voice, Ning Fan strode out the door, his silhouette resolute, with no hesitation.
Watching Ning Fan’s back, Xu Ruolan bit her lip, eyes full of worry, but ultimately didn’t utter any words of dissuasion.
She understood Ning Fan’s knot in his heart and wished he could recover his lost memories soon.
But this road was too dangerous; she truly couldn’t bear to let him face it alone.
“Make sure you come back safely.”
Xu Ruolan moved her lips and whispered in a voice only she could hear.
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…
The sun hung high, everything was silent.
Walking alone on the street, observing the hurried pedestrians around, Ning Fan’s expression gradually darkened.
Just now, he received a text message.
“If you want to rescue Zhao Xue’er, come quickly to the back mountain of Dragon City. Only one person is needed; otherwise, I can’t guarantee Zhao Xue’er will remain as you saw her yesterday.”
An abrupt and incomplete text message.
But the mention of Zhao Xue’er in the message pierced like a thorn straight into Ning Fan’s heart.
Ning Fan put away his phone, his brows instantly furrowing.
Last night at the bar, Ning Fan personally stood up for Zhao Xue’er, a scene that all the patrons present had witnessed.
Under such circumstances, who else dared to mess with Xue’er?
“Could it be aimed at me?”
Ning Fan snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smile, murmuring, “Fine, before questioning the Ning Family about my mother’s true cause of death, I’ll entertain you for a bit!”
He was sneering, and he had the right to sneer!
The name Asura wasn’t given without reason.
Those who dared to challenge him might simply have forgotten the bloody history, forgotten every cruel scene.
And these were precisely the bits and pieces that constructed the name Asura!
At the foot of Dragon City Mountain, Ning Fan casually handed the taxi driver a Red Bill, softly saying, “Wait for me here for ten minutes. I’ll be right back.”
“Alright!”
The driver, a middle-aged man, seeing Ning Fan’s generosity, readily agreed without asking why he’d go up the mountain for just ten minutes.
Anyway, he’d need to pick up passengers on his way back to the city. Waiting here could make him money; why not?
Step by step, Ning Fan ascended the mountain path. Though he seemed to walk leisurely, each step spanned several yards.
If someone were to witness this scene, they’d surely be astounded. This person’s walking speed was much faster than an ordinary person’s full-speed sprint!
Yet, unfortunately, it was late autumn. The flowers and leaves of Dragon City Mountain had withered, and it was the closed season; there were no visitors.
“Heh, didn’t think you’d really dare come, truly surprises me, Ning Fan.”
Just as Ning Fan stepped onto a gentle slope in the back mountain, a chilly laugh suddenly echoed.
“Brother Ning Fan, go quickly, they’re after you… slap!”
Zhao Xue’er’s worried voice followed, accompanied by a crisp slap sound.
“You bitch, did I allow you to speak?”
A burly man dressed in black, with a face as dark as coal and a build like an iron tower, gave a cold look and slapped Zhao Xue’er’s face.
“Well done, did you really think he could save you? It’s just courting death.”
Behind the burly man, Ning Xinlan wore a cold smile, looking at Ning Fan with an amused glint in her eyes, sneering, “Seems like this woman is quite important to you.”