This time, Zhang Xianzhe was satisfied, because Jian Ning smiled at him. Although he felt heartache, she was also happy.
Zhang Xianzhe looked at Shang Jin and said: "You promised me, you must properly love her and bring my share."
"I didn't think that I would die here. However, I'm very satisfied. This is the place where you live. I can always stay by your side."
Seeing her like this, Shang Jin felt that something was wrong and immediately became anxious. Jian Ning's eyes became unfocused, this was not a good thing.
Jane Xin was actually very happy, she never thought that Jian Ning would actually go crazy without even needing to do anything herself.
"Your Zhang Xianzhe is already dead. Look, the man in front of you, is Zhang Xianzhe." She was no longer afraid of Shang Jin, and whispered to him.
"No, no." Unexpectedly, Jian Ning suddenly retorted loudly, and then said, "My string Zhe is back, he won't die if he isn't here."
Obviously, Jian Ning could not accept this fact. At this moment, she was like a child, unable to believe that everything she said was true, and flustered to find an excuse for herself.
Shang Jin didn't have the heart to see her like this. He comforted her softly: "He's just sleeping, when we go back, he'll wake up."
As he spoke, his hand movements became even more forceful, wishing he could break her neck.
Jane groaned softly and then said, "He's dead. He died in your arms."
"He's not dead, he won't leave me! He said so. " Jian Ning was still immersed in his own world, shaking his head like a rattle, speaking nonstop.
Seeing that she didn't want to believe him, Jane quietly said "stupid" and even rolled her eyes at her. It was obvious that she despised Jian Ning a lot.
After Song Ge's men subdued everyone, they walked in front of Shang Jin and respectfully asked: "How should we deal with these two?"
Of course, if they said that it was Jane Xin and Jian Xingfeng.
The danger has already been eliminated, and Shang Jin didn't even bother to glance at them once before coldly saying, "Take these people away."
He walked forward and hugged Jian Ning in her embrace, patting her back. "Let's go back first.
"No, I want to go with him." Jian Ning rejected him without even thinking.
She stubbornly hugged onto Zhang Xianzhe's corpse, and was unwilling to let go. She looked at him warily: "You can't take him away, he needs me right now."
Shang Jin was a little helpless and could only sigh and silently walk out.
After he left, Jian Ning vented all of her sorrow. Looking at Zhang Xianzhe, she gently caressed his cheeks and her tears fell drop by drop onto his face.
"Why did you not keep your promise? You said that you would let me see you when you have time."
She couldn't help but think back to the time she had with Zhang Xianzhe. Although there was no love between them, it was very warm and peaceful, causing her heart to uncontrollably calm down and feel very comfortable.
She lay on Zhang Xianzhe's body and cried out, "You are a complete liar. If you don't wake up now, I'll ignore you in the future."
Despite such a cruel threat from him, Zhang Xianzhe did not react at all.
Song Ge brought his men and walked in from the outside, "Miss Jane, now that we're taking him away, please move aside."
Hearing someone talk to him, Jian Ning raised his head, but this person was not Shang Jin, he was not easy to talk to, and would not tolerate him.
She could only watch as these people called Zhang Xianzhe to bring them away, while Shang Jin came in and carried her, and many people followed along.
"Why didn't you come earlier?" Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Shang Jin, and asked disappointedly.
If these people had come earlier, they definitely wouldn't be like this right now. Maybe Zhang Xianzhe was still smiling at him.
Maybe what he had lost was the best. Shang Jin was well aware of this logic, so he did not bother with her, but rather admired her in his heart, and used such a tragic method to make Jian Ning remember him.
"I'm sorry." At this point, he couldn't say anything. An apology meant a lot.
"Actually, I know that he has always been there. However, I was so selfish that I didn't stop him. I should've just said that I'm sorry." She lowered her head and whispered.
"Can you hand those people over to me when you go back?"
"You can do whatever you want." Just don't play people to death.
Just as he returned to the villa, Jian Ning immediately fainted, perhaps because the previous blow was too heavy. Once you reach a familiar place and feel relaxed, you will faint due to mental exhaustion.
Shang Jin gently placed her on the bed. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he finally went to find Song Ge.
"Boss, those people …"
He had trapped them at the place where he had imprisoned Jane Xin and watched as Shang Jin dealt with them. However, after hearing what Jian Ning had said, he was a little worried.
"I'll leave it to her. You guys just watch from the side. As long as she doesn't die, that's fine."
He hoped that in the end, it would be him who ended their lives. He would let them know what torture was and what it was like to live rather than die.
"Mister Zhang …" Song Ge braced himself and asked, he really did not want to talk about it, after all, he had witnessed Jian Ning's madness at that time.
When he mentioned Zhang Xianzhe, Shang Jin couldn't help but take a deep breath, with his eyes closed and slightly red: "Put him in the funeral parlor first, and wait for Jian Ning to take care of him."
"..."
Leave everything to Jian Ning, he really wanted to know what her boss did.
Jian Ning felt as if she had walked into a patch of dense fog, and could not see anything. In the vast expanse of whiteness, she could faintly hear a voice that seemed to be calling him.
"Sine?" she asked uncertainly.
Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of sunlight, forcing her to close her eyes and block it with her hands.
After getting used to the light, she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the person in front of her and exclaiming, "Yin Zhe, I knew you were fine right?"
Just as she was about to hug him, it was as if she was passing through thin air. Zhang Xianzhe stood at his original spot, still smiling at him.