54. Chapter 53 53 Is he the one who fears death the most?
There was also self-mockery on her lips. I'm so sorry, Mr. Mu, you must be very disappointed that she can't die.
Mu Chengfeng looked at the person in front of him, his face was mixed with mud and rain, and he couldn't see any expression, but what he could see clearly was the mocking smile on her lips.
He said to her coldly: "Please let me save you."
Ning Yazhi looked at him numbly. Behind him was Nuo An, who was holding a big black umbrella for him, and two bodyguards. The mocking look in her eyes was even heavier. In fact, he was the one who was most afraid of death, right?
She smiled weakly, yes, if she didn't beg him, she would definitely die.
He just wanted to see her beg him. She limped up to him, grabbed his sleeve with her hands covered with mud, and said numbly: "Mr. Mu, can you save me?"
Yes, she doesn't want to die yet.
Mu Chengfeng was startled. Her reaction was beyond his expectation. In addition, her eyes were full of ridicule. He couldn't help but get furious. This damn woman has no sincerity at all. Is she begging him?
Or, she had long since thought that he would definitely come out to save her? She deliberately lingered here for so long just to make him worry about her and tell him that she was the one who won in the end?!
She is wrong!
He looked at Ning Yazhi who looked like a pitiful dirty cat with disgust, and said coldly: "I'm not satisfied with this tone."
Ning Yazhi looked at him numbly, a pale smile slowly appeared on her lips, then her eyes lowered, and she slowly knelt in the soil, "Mr. Mu, can you save me?"
Mu Chengfeng remained silent, his eyes locked on her like a wolf's. After a long while, he coldly uttered two words: "No."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his black RV. His back was as elegant as ever. God was kind to him. While everyone else was in a state of distress in the heavy rain, he was the only one who was still noble. It seemed that even God was surrendering to his momentum.
Nuo An followed the car expressionlessly.
He sympathized with Ning Yazhi, but he had always obeyed the young master's decision unconditionally and did not dare to go against it in the slightest.
Ning Ya smiled without any surprise, with a strong sense of ridicule in her eyes.
Mu Chengfeng could feel the ridicule of the dead woman through the rain. The anger in her heart deepened. She was not begging him sincerely. She had already guessed this result before asking for help.
Nuo An told the driver: "Drive back."
"No need!"
Mu Chengfeng's eyes were still on Ning Yazhi not far away. In the heavy rain, she was obviously so fragile, but stubborn and annoying.
She seemed to know that Mu Chengfeng was making fun of her in the car, but she didn't mind at all and still walked hard to the villa, even though it was very hard to walk.
It's getting darker.
Ning Yazhi looked at the villa, a paler smile appeared on her lips, she finally arrived.
Mu Chengfeng, I'm sorry to disappoint you. She did not die in the heavy rain and lightning, but came back.
Aunt Yun happened to be in the kitchen, looking at the poor man in the rain, and exclaimed: "Ning Yazhi."
Then she took her things and rushed out desperately.
Mu Chengfeng stood under the black umbrella, looked at her, and ordered with disdain: "Don't let her get dirty inside. We won't let her in until the rain washes away the dirt on her body."
"Yes, sir."
His eyes passed over Ning Yazhi indifferently, and then he stepped into the house elegantly and arrogantly, with not even a trace of mud on his leather shoes.