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It’s over. Ning Anran had a feeling that today she might not be able to escape Shentu Sheng’s ravishment.

Resistance was completely useless. Sometimes, she even thought, why not just enjoy it for once?

However, she couldn’t continue. What if it broke her innocence…

But all these years, she had never been touched, stroked by a man like this. This feeling was truly comfortable.

Her body seemed very empty, longing to be… filled fiercely by something…

Mr. Xiaojiu… if Mr. Xiaojiu would also hold her like this, kiss her, touch her…

Mr. Xiaojiu… “Hmm…”

Her head grew increasingly chaotic, and her whole being was conquered by this confusing breath.

Moans softly escaped from her red lips, causing the driver’s breath to become disordered as well.

Screech…

A sharp and piercing sound echoed as the car suddenly braked on the road.

The two people in the back seat rushed forward abruptly due to inertia.

Ning Anran felt like she slammed into a wall, her figure coming to a halt and falling back onto the seat.

She looked up and saw Shentu Sheng’s dark eyes, the desire in them faded slightly, replaced by a layer of gloom.

He didn’t lean over again but turned around and sat down on his seat.

Only then did the driver nervously turn back, stammering in fear, “Young Master, I, just now, I…”

Just now, because he was listening to Ning Anran’s seductive voice, he hadn’t noticed the red light ahead, almost crashing into the horizontally moving truck.

Luckily, he reacted quickly and managed to stop the car before the two vehicles collided.

He didn’t know how to explain it, should he say that the scene in the back seat affected his driving?

He knew Shentu Sheng’s violent temperament very well; subordinates who accidentally offended him often got beaten up.

In serious cases, he might even throw them directly into the sea.

The driver trembled all over, as if waiting for the verdict of death.

Shentu Sheng looked coldly ahead through the front windshield, saying nothing.

The driver’s actions completely ruined his mood, an utmost disappointment.

The air inside the car turned chillingly cold, Ning Anran, whose body had heated up earlier, felt cold at this moment too.

She hurriedly reached out and pulled her clothes, dragging the outerwear that had been pushed up on her shoulders back down.

“Drive, to the Mu Mansion.”

Finally, icy words spat out from Shentu Sheng’s mouth.

The driver let out a sigh, cautiously stepping on the gas pedal, and the car slowly started moving.

Ning Anran tidied her clothes, sitting quietly in her seat.

At this moment, she dared not say anything more, fearing that she might unintentionally provoke Shentu Sheng again, causing him to go wild.

After all, she would still be Uncle’s person in the future. If he really possessed her, she feared Uncle might despise her later.

Images of that cold, decisive face flashed through her mind, waking her up suddenly, giving her courage.

“I have something to ask you.”

Shentu Sheng turned his head, his cold eyes falling on Ning Anran, making her breath catch.

Ning Anran adjusted her breathing, summoning courage before she spoke.

“Did you find Xiaoxiao in the back hills? Why did you push Xiaoxiao off the cliff?”

Shentu Sheng snorted coldly, a touch of disdain tugging at his lips.

“Who is Xiaoxiao?”

He knew that Ning Anran was referring to the sound discovered at that time.

But if the owner of that sound were human, he would have directly destroyed the person, disdainful of using methods like pushing someone off a cliff.

Because he understood one thing: never leave a future problem behind.

This had been his principle in doing things for many years, and of course, Ning Anran could see the brutality of his means clearly.

Thus, she became more puzzled.

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