Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Are You Secretly Dating a Man?
Zuzi curved her lips into a faint smile, looking indifferently at Xi Ruzhu.
A shallow smile that didn’t reach her eyes: "What, did you do something guilty, so afraid to see me?"
Xi Ruzhu shivered, her voice trembling: "You, how did you..."
"I’m not dead, am I? Hands and feet intact, disappointed?"
Xi Ruzhu could barely speak a complete sentence: "You, you, you..."
She felt a chill to her core.
She thought Zuzi had been taken care of by those four men in black last night, and this morning, either she would have bled to death or become a cripple without hands.
Who knew, Zuzi appeared completely intact, seemingly even more beautiful and lively than yesterday, so calmly in front of her.
She trembled, turned into a statue in shock.
Who knows how long had passed, Zuzi had long left with Xi Rubao, the class bell had rung, and the teacher was lecturing, yet she still couldn’t react.
"Xi Ruzhu, what are you daydreaming about!"
"Look at your math scores plummeting, all problems are wrong!"
"I heard even your best subject, English, is failing, almost didn’t pass this time?"
"The college entrance exam is approaching, do you want to fail and go to Nanxiang Technical School?"
"Xi Ruzhu, have you listened to the teacher’s advice at all? Are you secretly dating before graduation, thinking about guys?"
The math teacher, furious, kept criticizing the inattentive Xi Ruzhu on the podium.
Causing a wave of low laughter from those seated below.
Usually the most prideful and attentive of keeping a perfect academic image, Xi Ruzhu was still in a daze.
Only one thought occupied her mind: Why was Zuzi unharmed, why didn’t she die, why weren’t her hands broken, why...
She had nothing, no purity, no top student status, no pet student status...
Everything was ruined.
Yet Zuzi remained high and fine.
It’s not fair!
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Qingcheng Four Seas Hotel.
Nangong Meng stumbled out of her regular suite, knocking on the door of the presidential suite next door: "Uncle, Uncle, I’m dying..."
She was covered in blood, one hand severed, the wound still bleeding continuously, as if to drain all the blood from her body.
Severe pain mixed with fear, most of all was the unknown dread.
Her right hand severed, she could only use her left hand to pound on the door.
Each knock mournful and pleading.
Nangong Mo had retired very late the previous night, personally sifting through thousands of photos faxed by subordinates from the Imperial Capital, of various women in white dresses.
None was the woman he had a fleeting glimpse of at the aquarium that day.
He was grumpy, with a touch of morning irritation, his gaze cold as he came to open the door.
Even though she was his own niece, he still greeted her with a cold, bad-tempered tone: "You’d better be really dying, or I’ll finish you off myself!"
Upon seeing Nangong Meng’s miserable state, his sharp gaze deepened gradually, grabbing that severed hand, causing Nangong Meng to howl in pain.
The man observed the cut, after mere seconds, he confidently said: "This is the cut from the specially designed tools of our Nangong family. What, playing with knives yourself and made a mistake?"
"Uncle, sobbing, how would I cut myself, it was, it was the Death Soldiers that chopped me..."
"Impossible. The Death Soldiers trained by our Nangong family are unwavering in loyalty."
"Uncle, if I’m lying, let thunder strike me! They really... as soon as they entered, they chopped me, not only that, their own hands were also severed, sobbing, it was too terrifying..."
Nangong Mo’s brows furrowed, he snapped his fingers.
Immediately, four black-clad Death Soldiers rushed in, standing properly to one side.
Each one dragging a severed hand, a sight that was horrifying!