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"I feel unprecedented violence. Forget it."

The two of them looked at each other for a while, just as they were thinking about whether to enter, Shang Jin's door suddenly opened from the inside.

Shang Jin gave the room card to Song Ge and told her to return the room while he and Qi Rui waited for him downstairs.

Shang Jin gave a light "En" answer, "Regarding this matter, it's best if you don't know anything."

Now that he had threatened her, Qi Rui did not dare to disobey and hurriedly nodded to show his loyalty.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone else." After he finished speaking, he even revealed his teeth towards Shang Jin.

Stepping out of the elevator, Qi Rui pretended that he did not know anything and followed behind Shang Jin sternly.

When they arrived at the Hua family, Young Master Hua handed over the pitiful amount of information in his hands to him with a frown.

"I'm sorry, but that's all I can find out. However, I will continue to work hard."

Shang Jin did not continue, he took it and looked at it, his brows knitted tightly.

"Zhuang Ye?"

Hua Shao nodded his head, "This person is very famous in your Hong Kong. Furthermore, he has many such people under his command.

Although he was not very satisfied, Shang Jin was already very satisfied with being able to find out what he could not. He would have to slowly look into the rest himself.

Since they had gotten the information, the three of them took the Hong Kong's plane and did not want to miss a single bit of hope.

Shang Jin returned to the villa alone, but he did not see the figures of Uncle Liu and Jian Ning.

He caught a random servant and asked curiously, "Where did Uncle Liu and Miss go?"

The servant never thought that Shang Jin would actually grab onto him. His face immediately blushed and he pointed towards the garden behind him.

"Here … In the garden. "

After saying that, Shang Jin threw her aside in disgust, "I will leave after receiving my salary later."

This kind of person who dared to have ulterior motives for their master must not be allowed to live.

He showed no mercy as he walked to the garden at the back of the house. Jian Ning was holding a colored plate in one hand and a brush in the other, she had already created a model of the item.

Shang Jin was about to look at her right hand that was still bandaged, and was about to step forward when he heard her say, "Uncle Liu, you can't move. It took a lot of effort for me to have the time to draw, so you should cherish it."

As she spoke, she was still smiling happily. This was something she had never seen before.

He stopped and leaned against the wall, looking at it very seriously.

Just as Uncle Liu was about to answer, he accidentally glanced at Shang Jin. He was about to stand up, but Shang Jin stopped him in time.

After approximately half an hour, Jian Ning's drawing was done, and she proudly raised it for Uncle Liu to see.

Uncle Liu coughed, and quietly reminded her that Shang Jin was here. It was just that Jian Ning, who was still immersed in his own happiness, didn't even notice his warning.

Shang Jin did not continue hiding as he slowly walked out and stopped behind Jian Ning.

"I wonder if you would be honored enough to paint one for me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jian Ning's body slightly stiffened, and quickly regained consciousness. She turned around and smiled at Shang Jin.

"Of course you can, as long as you don't mind my unsightly drawing."

Shang Jin's eyes dimmed. No matter what, he had never noticed that Jian Ning was pretending in front of him.

He sat in Uncle Liu's seat just now, lazily crossing his legs. His eyes were as gentle as water, almost making Jian Ning lose himself in his line of sight.

Her paintbrush began to move slowly, her expression becoming serious. It seemed that she had already entered the state.

Involuntarily, Shang Jin looked at her appearance, and it was like he had seen a fool.

Uncle Liu watched from the side for a while. Since he was no longer needed, he quietly turned around and left.

Only Shang Jin and Jian Ning were left in the garden. Under the bright lights, they looked really beautiful.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Jian Ning rubbed her sore wrist, looked at Shang Jin, and then continued to draw.

When it was over, the two of them had yet to react.

It was still Shang Jin who reacted first. He quietly walked forward, and the moment he saw Jian Ning's calligraphy, he couldn't help but feel a little pity for Jian Ning.

"No matter what you want to do in the future, just do it boldly. Don't worry about me."

He spoke suddenly, and when he finished, he realized what he had said, and he could not help but feel annoyed.

But Jian Ning was still immersed in her own thoughts, and did not notice what Shang Jin said, so Jian Ning was relieved.

When she regained her senses, Shang Jin had already returned to his room with the portrait in hand.

Jian Ning sighed helplessly, the abnormality that Shang Jin had caused, probably made it difficult for her to fall asleep tonight.

Just as he returned inside, he saw Uncle Liu's body following a little girl as if he was saying something about not chasing him away.

When the maid saw Jian Ning coming over, she immediately let go of Uncle Liu and ran towards Jian Ning.

"Miss Jane, I won't fight with you for the young master's position. Let me stay here, okay?" The maid clung to her thigh, crying and begging,

Jian Ning looked at Uncle Liu with a troubled expression. She was confused, she did not even know what it was.

Uncle Liu walked in front of her and stared fiercely at the maid who was lying on the ground and pretending to be pitiful, "Jian Ning, this is Young Master's decision."

Originally, he was worried that Jian Ning would beg her to have her stay because he felt sorry for her. However, in the end, he realized that he had overthought things.

Jian Ning didn't have any intention to help her, so she mercilessly let go of her hands and distanced herself from her.

"Begging me is useless. If you do something wrong, you must work hard to bear the consequences."

After he finished speaking, Jian Ning left the place mercilessly, not even sparing the maid a glance.

After Jian Ning had completely left, Uncle Liu finally walked in front of her, bent over and raised her chin.

"You shouldn't have violated the Shang family's taboo."

Uncle Liu threw her to the ground and had someone tie her up. He stuffed a piece of cotton into his mouth and dragged her out.

After Shang Jin returned to the painting, he carefully hid the portrait before turning around and returning to the study room.

It was getting late, and he had to get everything done by tomorrow morning.

When Jian Ning went upstairs, she saw the light coming out from the crevices of the study room. After being conflicted for a while, she slowly walked back to her room.

She sat on the bed with dull eyes and thought about how abnormal Shang Jin's appearance was. She kept feeling that something was wrong.

He stood up, folded his arms, and walked to the window. The things in the garden had already been put away. Nothing was left behind. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.

Jian Ning sighed, leaned against the wall, her mind a mess, she just could not figure it out.

"Shang Jin, what exactly do you want?"

The one who used violence was you, the one who was cold was you, the one who was domineering was you, the one who was gentle was still you.