Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
She wanted to run, but there was nowhere she could run to.
Her only choice was to walk in, despite her reluctance.
While her heart was in her mouth, Sheng Yize was completely at ease. He even pulled her chair out for her politely when they got to their table.
A person’s state of mind was all that mattered when it came to an unavoidable confrontation with one’s adversary.
Li Fanxing had already lost.
The two of them were the only customers in the restaurant. Apparently, Sheng Yize had rented out the entire place for the day.
The muted lights shone warmly, the pianist was playing a beautiful piece, and there were fresh white and red roses on the table.
Everything looked so perfect.
However, despite the delicious food on the table, Li Fanxing didn’t dare take off her mask. She stole a glance at Sheng Yize; he was cutting the steak unhurriedly, and looked as graceful as some noble gentleman out of a movie.
Sensing her gaze, Sheng Yize smiled and pushed the plate of steak he had cut to Li Fanxing. “Enjoy.”
The corner of Li Fanxing’s mouth twitched. “Thank you.”
A couple of minutes later, Li Fanxing tried to find an excuse to leave. “I don’t feel so well… May I go now…”
Sheng Yize asked politely, “Shall I get a doctor for you, then?”
Li Fanxing’s heart sank. She finally realized that Sheng Yize wasn’t going to let her leave!
“Why am I here, Mr. Sheng?” Li Fanxing tried her best to keep calm.
“Why, I just want to have a little chat.” Sheng Yize smiled, looking rather relaxed. When Li Fanxing anxiously broke into a cold sweat, Sheng Yize said suddenly, “I was going to propose to Xiaxia in this restaurant.”
“Is that so? That’s very romantic.” Li Fanxing smiled insincerely. Sheng Yize crossed his long legs and the look on his face turned grim.
“Tell me, where did you take her?” Sheng Yize began to interrogate her.
Li Fanxing clenched her fists. “Mr. Sheng, I see that your wife is missing. But why are you asking me? Do you think I have something to do with it?”
Sheng Yize smiled coldly. “Is she dead or alive?”
“I don’t know where she is!” Li Fanxing yelled in agitation.
“Really?” Sheng Yize lowered his gaze, his eyelashes so long that they would make any woman jealous. “Miss Li, I’ve been treating you with due respect so far, but that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything to you. I’m only showing you courtesy because of Qi Yanxi. If you won’t talk, I’ll have to make you talk in my own way, then.”
At those words, a few men appeared from the shadows. All of them were holding guns, which they aimed at Li Fanxing in unison!
Li Fanxing felt the blood rush to her head and her voice trembled. “I really don’t know where she is…”
Sheng Yize wasn’t vexed. He only picked up a silver knife from the table with elegant movements.
“You killed Song Shi, didn’t you?” said Sheng Yize unhurriedly. “He died from a single stab wound. I bet he never guessed he would be killed by a woman one day.”
Frivolous and unrestrained, Song Shi was what one would call a philanderer, and it was that kind of behavior that had gotten him killed in the end.
Li Fanxing obviously wouldn’t admit it and shook her head repeatedly. “It wasn’t me! Sheng Yize, you’ve been misled!”
He went on in his deep mellow voice. “You lured Li Canxing into the cold storage, locked the door from the outside, and let her freeze to death there. After that, you faked her suicide note, making the police think that she had killed herself.”
Li Fanxing was going to explain when Sheng Yize smiled.
That smile reminded her of a sky lit up by fireworks. There was nothing to compare it to.
“Li Jiang knew all about that, didn’t he? Or he wouldn’t be acting like a madman now, spending all his days drinking.
“By the way, I heard a very interesting rumor before coming here… I was told that you and Li Jiang have been sharing a bed since you turned 18.”
