Chapter 1009: Chapter 998: The Ning Family’s Fury!
“Ning Fan brother…”
With her head gently leaning against Ning Fan’s shoulder, Zhao Xue’er hesitated to speak.
“Just say whatever you want. You don’t have to be wary of anything in front of me.”
With just a glance, Ning Fan had already understood the little girl’s psychological activity and gently comforted her, attempting to soothe her fragile soul after the recent kidnapping.
“You shouldn’t…”
“You shouldn’t have come back…”
After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Xue’er finally managed to say those words.
Those words seemed to drain all strength from her body, leaving her in tears, unable to speak another complete sentence.
The Ning Fan brother who appeared countless times in her dreams had truly returned to her side.
But it seemed that all this couldn’t end in a beautiful direction.
For her sake, Ning Fan had provoked the Ning Family in Dragon City since the moment Ning Xinlan’s wrist was slashed and she fell flat on her back.
Zhao Xue’er knew that there was no longer any room for maneuver in this matter.
Even if she was willing to pay the price with her life, the Ning Family would not let anyone who dared to lay a hand on the family’s young lady leave Dragon City unpunished.
“Why shouldn’t I have come back? If I hadn’t, what if you forgot about me, Xue’er?”
Ning Fan smiled slightly, tapped Zhao Xue’er’s delicate nose, and gently said, “I don’t want to wait until I’m an old man returning here, and Xue’er has children and grandchildren, and can’t recognize me, an old geezer.”
“I won’t…”
Imagining the scene Ning Fan described, Zhao Xue’er’s face turned red, and she softly argued, “I won’t get married; no man is good, and I definitely won’t forget Ning Fan brother.”
The latter half of the sentence was almost whispered, so even Ning Fan, who was holding her, didn’t hear it clearly.
“No man is good, so I’m not a good person either?”
Ning Fan deliberately tried to ease Zhao Xue’er’s tense mood, jokingly said, without mentioning a word about the cause and process of the kidnapping.
In his view, since someone laid hands on Zhao Xue’er and also sent a message to his phone, it was undoubtedly intentional.
What was the purpose?
He didn’t care!
Since someone didn’t want him well, he would accept it!
“Ning Fan brother is different from others…”
Zhao Xue’er buried her head in Ning Fan’s chest, quietly explaining her previous statement.
“Alright, I know. Let me take you back. Everything will be alright.”
Ning Fan gently stroked Zhao Xue’er’s hair, quietly removing the leaf from her head.
When his fingers slid to Zhao Xue’er’s neck, Ning Fan casually pressed, and the unsuspecting Zhao Xue’er immediately passed out.
“Get up, stop playing dead on the ground.”
Ning Fan called out to the empty slope.
Seeing no response, Ning Fan’s face remained expressionless as he continued, “If you think letting her die from excessive blood loss while the Ning Family wildly retaliates against me, while pardoning your negligence, then go ahead and keep lying down.”
After saying those words, Ning Fan turned and left.
Just one second after he left, the burly man in black sprang up from the ground like a spring.
Ning Fan’s words pierced his heart like sharp arrows, completely exposing his little scheme.
He dared not delay, hurriedly picked up Ning Xinlan, stuffed her wrist that’s constantly oozing blood with clothing, and frantically dashed towards the Ning Family.
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Dragon City, Ning Family, inside the hall.
With a thud, the burly man in black kneeled to the ground, his brows deeply furrowed, eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to make any eye contact with the person in front.
“In Dragon City, you can’t even protect the young lady; what use are you?”
A sharp voice rang out, like the edge of a sword.
Already anxious inside, the burly man in black became even more terrified.
“Young Master… I was incompetent, couldn’t prevent that villain from attacking the young lady; he was too fast, and the subordinate didn’t even have time to launch a suicide attack.”
A fleeting sentence from the burly man in black glossed over his embarrassing defeat against Ning Fan’s single move and continued, “The subordinate dared not delay and hurriedly sent the young lady back to the Ning Family, hoping the young lady’s good fortune will save her, Young Master punishes at will, this small man has no objections!”
“Heh, so you know there should be punishment.”
The one walking back and forth in front of the burly man was the eldest son of the Ning Family, Ning Jianyang.
Years of being pampered hadn’t worn away his sharp edge.
His eyes were piercing as he spoke with hands behind his back, “Xinlan’s injury is not serious, which is why you’re still alive to report the incident.”
“But exempt from death, hard to avoid living punishment!”
With a crisp sound, Ning Jianyang tossed the sword he carried on his back in front of the burly man, calmly saying, “Cut off an arm; thus, the responsibility for failing to protect Xinlan is settled.”
“This… the subordinate thanks Young Master’s mercy for not killing!”
Though unwilling at heart, the burly man in black dared not show any sign of resentment, or even a hint of hesitation.
With grit, he picked up the sword from the ground, directly laid it against his arm.
The burly man in black roared and immediately severed an arm!
The sword, sharp enough to split hair, cut through bone without any resistance, as though slicing through tofu.
“Ah!”
A tragic scream burst from the burly man in black, who then fainted on the floor, blood pooling everywhere.
“Useless trash.”
Ning Jianyang snorted coldly, picked up the sword, wiped its blood-stained blade clean with a handkerchief, and strode into the inner hall.
There, pale-faced Ning Xinlan was sipping precious ginseng soup, served by the maids, to replenish her lost vital energy.
“Father, I don’t want to see that useless bodyguard again.”
Ning Xinlan pushed the maid’s hand away and pouted.
“Rest assured, Xinlan, Father will arrange for two top-tier experts soon, ensuring such an incident will never occur again!”
A touch of softness slipped across Ning Jianyang’s eyes as he sat by Ning Xinlan’s bed and gently said, “Now you focus on recuperating at home, don’t stress over others; Father has matters to attend to and will leave you for now.”
“Father, wait!”
Ning Xinlan called out, “I want the person who nearly killed me to kneel before me!”
A glint of coldness flashed through Ning Xinlan’s eyes, and she gritted her teeth, “And that Zhao Xue’er, this pair of dogs; they must die in front of me.”
“This…”
Upon Ning Xinlan’s words, Ning Jianyang showed an extremely troubled expression, awkwardly left standing on spot, unsure how to respond.
“What’s the matter? Am I to swallow being bullied without retaliation?”
Ning Xinlan widened her eyes, looking at Ning Jianyang in disbelief.
When had the Ning Family ever endured being bullied?