Chapter Sixty-Three: No Pain, No Gain

"It's you again!"

Sheng Jiaoyang didn't even need to guess; she immediately saw the meaning in Shen Zhining's eyes.

She wanted to ask the same question, but lately, it was like she was possessed, running into him everywhere she went. Her heart was pounding!

In Shen Zhining's eyes, this suspicious yet enigmatic girl was even more suspicious.

Unable to get close to him, she started targeting the people around him?

Shen Zhining's lips curled into a slight sneer.

Freylin might be old, but she wasn't blind; she could still see the blatant sneer on her grandson's face.

"A-Ning, do you know this Jiaojiao?"

"We've met a few times," Shen Zhining said casually.

Sheng Jiaoyang rolled her eyes, which Shen Zhining, who had been keeping her around, caught.

Shen Zhining laughed in exasperation. She dared to roll her eyes at him!

"Grandma Andy, I'm leaving now." Sheng Jiaoyang took her phone back from Freylin's assistant and prepared to slip away, but a hand grabbed her collar from behind.

"A-Ning?" Freylin looked at Shen Zhining with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, I want to talk to her alone." Shen Zhining calmly withdrew his hand.

Sheng Jiaoyang wanted to leave, but found that Shen Zhining's bodyguards were blocking her way. She had no choice but to turn around and look at the man, saying irritably, "I don't even know you, I have nothing to talk to you about." "

Oh? Is that so?" Shen Zhining's gaze locked onto her face, carrying an oppressive aura that anyone could feel.

Seeing this, Freylin smiled and said gently, "Ah Ning, don't bully the little girl!"

Shen Zhining glanced at the short-haired girl with a tense face, turned around and walked out.

Sheng Jiaoyang looked miserably at the bodyguards around her and silently followed.

Freylin watched the two leave and said to her assistant, "Have someone investigate this girl named Jiaojiao, see what her background is."

Meanwhile, the two got into the extended Bentley, each occupying a seat on one side. The entire car was quiet. The driver had been kicked out of the car, leaving only the two of them in the passenger compartment.

Sheng Jiaoyang, feeling a little nervous under his gaze, broke the silence first: "What do you want to tell me?"

"What do you want?" Shen Zhining leaned back in his chair leisurely.

"..." I want you to get lost!

Feeling bewildered, Sheng Jiaoyang gritted her teeth. She really wanted to say it, but... she didn't dare.

"Just tell me your purpose directly. If it sounds interesting, I might consider letting you go. But if I find out... ha... want to know the consequences?"

Looking at Shen Zhining's signature smile, Sheng Jiaoyang really wanted to slap him. She gritted her teeth and said, "Then what do you think I want?"

Shen Zhining's face instantly turned cold. "I don't know what you want, I only know what you don't want."

"What?" Sheng Jiaoyang blinked. Did Shen Zhining know she didn't want to see him?

"Life!"

"..." Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned.

What the hell?

Seeing the girl's blank expression, Shen Zhining's lips curled up. "You know me so well, you must know what kind of person I am. Don't test my patience!"

Hearing "You know me so well," Sheng Jiaoyang was genuinely startled, thinking he had seen through her. But then she realized it was impossible; even the most beautiful girl who knew her best hadn't recognized her, let alone anyone else!

But honestly, what kind of person did Shen the Demon King take her for?

"Why do you insist I have some ulterior motive? Every time I see you, it's an accident, okay? I'm wondering why you keep appearing in front of me. Don't you think it's impossible for an ordinary person like me to know your whereabouts? It's actually very easy for you to know my whereabouts."

As she spoke, Sheng Jiaoyang was convinced by herself. She looked at Shen the Demon King with suspicious eyes, and seeing his half-smiling expression made her even more suspicious.

"I followed you?" Shen Zhining seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Otherwise what?" Sheng Jiaoyang said matter-of-factly, "Let's not even mention the first time we met while painting. Later, I ran into you while having dinner, while taking photos on a cruise ship, and now I'm running into you on a trip. Don't you think there's something wrong with you?!" She

was indeed cunning. Shen Zhining narrowed his eyes, re-examining the articulate girl before him.

"Don't test my patience," Shen Zhining repeated his words calmly.

Is she crazy?!

"Do you think you're a broken record?!" Sheng Jiaoyang pouted.

"What did you say?" The coldness in his voice plummeted from zero to minus twenty degrees.

Sheng Jiaoyang quickly shook her head: "I didn't say anything."

Shen Zhining just stared at her coldly.

"Anyway, we don't have anything to talk about, so why don't we just call it a day? And pretend we've never met?" Sheng Jiaoyang tentatively suggested.

Shen Zhining just looked at her, silent.

Sheng Jiaoyang pouted, also getting impatient: "Speak, what do you want?"

Shen Zhining still didn't speak.

His silence clearly had no effect on Sheng Jiaoyang. She was afraid of him, but her fear was different from that of her subordinates. Her fear stemmed entirely from the psychological trauma she had accumulated from being bullied by Shen Xiaomowang during her childhood.

Sometimes, Sheng Jiaoyang would think back to how she was bullied as a child, crying her eyes out, and she would hate herself for being so pathetic back then, always running to Shen Xiaomowang after he made her cry. Everyone has a rebellious streak, and now seeing Shen Xiaomowang made her irritable, like seeing her own embarrassing past.

"If you're not going to tell me, then I'm leaving." Sheng Jiaoyang got up to push open the car door, but was grabbed by the collar again.

"What do you want?"

Sheng Jiaoyang turned around angrily, but before the hand grabbing her collar could let go, she heard a snap. She looked down and saw that the top button of her shirt had popped off. Her face instantly changed, and she looked at Shen Zhining, just in time to see him squinting.

Bastard!

She hurriedly pulled her collar back up.

"There's nothing to see." The man so close to her said.

Sheng Jiaoyang was furious, "Did I ask you to see?"

"Isn't that right?"

"..." Enough already!

Perhaps amused by Sheng Jiaoyang's expression, Shen Zhining said, "You went to such lengths to get close to me, and even deliberately tore your clothes for me to see. You say you have no ulterior motive?" He

was truly defeated by this guy's suspicion! Sheng Jiaoyang bit her lip, looking at the particularly irritating face before her. Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled, leaning closer and placing one hand on the back of his chair, as if pulling him into her embrace.

She whispered, "That's right, you guessed it. I do have an ulterior motive." Her low voice carried a hint

of mystery. "Tell me, what do you want?" Shen Zhining looked knowing.

"You!"

"..."

Seeing the man speechless, Sheng Jiaoyang laughed heartily. Shen the Demon King, you've finally met your match!

However, someone clearly forgot.

No zuo no die!