Chapter 73: Say, don't be angry, forgive me

Chapter 73: Say, I'm not angry anymore, forgive me

Master Rong wanted to speak, but Nanhuang hung up the phone and quickly dialed again.

Master Rong answered, saying, "Nanhuang..."

He looked at her, and she lowered her gaze slightly, her eyes casually looking at some place.

"Today, I went to school and saw someone I didn't like. I was not happy."

She hung up the phone, dialed again, and Master Rong answered instantly.

"I had lunch at the cafeteria. The food in the cafeteria didn't look fresh, and it tasted bland. I was not happy."

Nanhuang hung up the phone again and quickly dialed. Master Rong answered promptly.

"After leaving school and returning to West City Garden, I deliberately found a unique little restaurant to eat some interesting dishes to relax. I ordered five dishes, but I couldn't finish them alone. I was not happy. After leaving the restaurant, I wanted to relax, but I ran into a gang of kidnappers."

Nanhuang chuckled, "These kidnappers are not skilled. But they took my phone and found the only contact in my address book."

She raised her head to look at him. "So, there's someone who went to my place last night. He even touched my phone."

Master Rong: "..."

Nanhuang stared at Master Rong's face, and her brows gradually relaxed.

"I feel quite happy."

"Nanhuang..." Master Rong took a step forward, wanting to say many things.

"Don't move, I still have forty messages to send."

Nanhuang started typing on her phone, and on Master Rong's end, his phone kept ringing.

He took out his phone and received each message one by one.

"Crazy."

"I was wrong."

"Don't be angry."

"Sorry."

"Sorry."

"Sorry."

...

Master Rong looked at his phone, still not fully comprehending what was happening, when a cold gun barrel was once again pointed at his head.

"Say, you're not angry anymore, do you forgive me?"

Master Rong's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he raised his head. Under her pressure, he looked surprisingly vulnerable.

"No... I'm not angry anymore, I... I forgive you."

"Really not angry anymore?" Nanhuang asked.

Master Rong shook his head. "Not angry anymore."

"Good." Nanhuang's gun was now closer. "I'm the type of person who doesn't like being rejected. So, I'm asking you now, do you want to be my boyfriend and give it a try? If you refuse, I'll shoot you."

Master Rong looked at her in surprise.

"Speak," Nanhuang said coldly.

Master Rong nodded, a bit pitifully, "I'm willing."

"Good."

Nanhuang put away the gun, pulled back the gun's bolt, and there were no bullets.

She tossed the gun aside.

Master Rong stared at her, dazed for a moment. Then, he took two steps toward her, and Nanhuang stood quietly, slightly lowering her head.

After the courage of holding a gun had passed, she appeared a bit shy compared to before.

She bit her lip, probably for the first time in her life, trying to coax someone like this, and her ears noticeably turned red.

Master Rong thought, she was really trying to coax him. And she was really trying hard to coax him.

Yesterday's argument was about their relationship, and today she confronted him with a gun, trying to force their relationship upon him.

Master Rong's long arms wrapped around her slender waist, and his other hand lifted her chin, gently tilting it up, and he leaned in to kiss her lips.

A woman's lips were soft, and the more Master Rong kissed, the more passionate he became. She kept moving backward, and he pinned her against the wall.

Then, he continued to kiss her passionately.

His index finger gently stroked her swollen lips, and the sexy voice of a man sounded in her ear.

"I'm really happy now. Girlfriend."

...

The man's large hand held the woman's small hand, and he dragged her to go downstairs.

Nanhuang was a bit rushed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's been a while since my precious had a happy meal." Master Rong smiled at her. "I'm taking her to eat something good."

Master Rong pulled Nanhuang to the side of a car, then tossed the keys to her.

"It's your car, drive us around."

Nanhuang took the keys, got into the car, and casually asked, "Where are we going?"

Master Rong tapped on his phone and brought up the navigation, then placed his phone properly. "We're going here."

"Jiang'an Pearl?"

"Yes." Master Rong settled in the passenger seat, leaning over suddenly, which made Nanhuang feel a bit uneasy, so she leaned back.

The man smiled at her, pulled her safety belt, and fastened it for her.

Then he returned to his seat.

Nanhuang was a bit stunned, slowly inserted the car key, and started the car.

It was an old-style car with manual transmission. Maybe others didn't like driving it, but Nanhuang quite enjoyed it.

There was a sense of luxury of the old aristocracy, as well as a sense of achievement in handling the technology.

She drove the car, glanced back, and Master Rong seemed to have been too tired in these past few days, mentally exhausted, and had already fallen asleep.

Nanhuang curved her lips and smiled faintly.

They arrived at Jiang'an Pearl, the tallest building on the most luxurious plot in West City. There were many tourists around.

Master Rong, who had rested for a while, looked refreshed. He held her hand. "It's crowded over there, let's take this way, the internal passage."

They took the sightseeing elevator, which took five minutes to reach the 256th floor, the highest floor of the building.

As the elevator slowly ascended, Master Rong's tall body enveloped her from behind. They looked down at the bustling streets below, and many memories flooded their hearts.

...

When Nanhuang was ten years old, and the boy was thirteen.

The boy followed Nanhuang to the South family.

It was a lonely little villa, and there were no male or female masters left in the villa. There were only two young masters.

The male master was Nanhuang's elder brother, eight years older than Nanhuang, already eighteen. He had left early and stabilized the South family.

Because the male master was young and had little experience, he entered the business world and worked tirelessly, dealing with everything day and night, leaving no time to take care of his younger sister.

Fortunately, both Nanhuang and her brother were outstanding and intelligent. During the time when the male master was in charge, the South family remained firmly in their control.

The thirteen-year-old boy returned with some fruits from outside.

He relied on each other with Nanhuang and wanted to get back to the girl as soon as possible.

He passed by a garden and paused slightly when he heard Nan Huang's name. He hid behind the flowers and heard the conversation between Nan Tuo and the Nan family's maid.

  At that time, he didn't know Nan Tuo yet.

  Nan Tuo stood and the maid was kneeling. The maid's face was full of tears. She must have been coerced and she was begging for mercy.

  Nantuo looked at the maid condescendingly, with the arrogance and contempt of a superior.

  "You have made a huge mistake, and now you want me to spare your life?"

  The maid panicked: "Second Master, Second Master, please let me go! I still have an old and sick old man to take care of. Children, children have to be taken care of..."

  "You can spare your life. Why don't you make up for it." "

  I'll give you a chance." Nan Tuo hooked the maid's chin and admired her crying face.

  "Do you know? There is a thin line between madness and genius... The direct daughter of the Nan family is naturally smart and can do whatever she learns. So, what does it mean for me, Nan Tuo, to be of the same lineage?" Nan Tuo smiled widely

  . He laughed so hard. "She is only ten years old. She has no parents and her brother is not around."

  "Go ahead and stimulate her."

  (End of Chapter)