School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 815 - 892 Shi’er’s Waiting

Chapter 815: Chapter 892 Shi’er’s Waiting

Chen Nan grabbed his collar and patted his face: "You must have figured out what I want to know by now, haven’t you? Fine, I’ll say it again: as long as you honestly confess the crime of murdering Lu Fei, I can stop torturing you. Otherwise, I’ll make you feel worse than death."

"No, I didn’t, I’m the mayor, how could I kill anyone!" At the mention of Lu Fei, Fang Qinghai, who had already given in, immediately hardened his mouth.

"In that case, Mayor Fang, I’m sorry then."

Chen Nan said with a smile, but to Fang Qinghai, this smile was no different from a devil’s smile.

Next, Chen Nan moved both his hands, executing the Bone-Splitting Hand one strike after another on Fang Qinghai’s body, ignoring his screams as he showed no intention of stopping.

Within just two minutes, Fang Qinghai was in tears, his clothes soaked with sweat.

His body trembled uncontrollably like a sieve of wheat, his facial expression twisted beyond recognition, nearing the limit of human endurance for pain.

Finally, like his son, Fang Jian, Fang Qinghai completely gave in when Chen Nan executed the sixth form.

"I’ll talk, I’ll tell you everything, please stop torturing me." Fang Qinghai’s body trembled nonstop, and due to Chen Nan’s Bone-Splitting Hand, he was rendered immobile and powerless.

Chen Nan smiled at him, saying, "Speak up, and if you dare lie, I’ll perform all forty-nine forms of the Bone-Splitting Hand on you."

Fang Qinghai raised his head slightly, his lips trembling: "C-could you at least lessen the pain a bit?"

"You don’t have the right to negotiate with me."

As Chen Nan spoke, his hands made gestures, getting ready to perform the seventh form of the Bone-Splitting Hand.

Seeing this, Fang Qinghai dared not waste any more words and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I’ll talk, I’ll tell everything, it was me who killed Lu Fei, I killed her."

"Now, wouldn’t it have been better if you said that earlier? Weren’t you just asking for it?" Chen Nan patted his face and said: "Now, explain in detail how you and your son, Fang Jian, planned Lu Fei’s murder."

Fang Qinghai completely caved in, not daring to waste a single word, and confessed everything honestly.

The truth was exactly as Fang Jian had confessed before. After making a murder plan, the father and son staged a fake car accident scene, making everyone think Lu Fei died in a car accident.

After recording everything Fang Qinghai confessed, Chen Nan alleviated the pain caused by the Bone-Splitting Hand on Fang Qinghai.

"Mayor Fang, I’m really sorry for the trouble you went through, it must have been hard for you."

Chen Nan said cheerfully, as he walked out with Qin Yixuan, saying, "Enjoy the last days of your time as mayor, soon someone else will replace you, and your woman will be lying in someone else’s bed."

Hearing the first part of the sentence, Fang Qinghai still cursed him as hypocritical in his heart, but upon hearing the second part, his face turned ashen, he sat on the ground and felt completely powerless.

Chen Nan was right, his good days were coming to an end.

"If I had known it would come to this, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place!" Qin Yixuan sighed, walking out with Chen Nan.

...

After sending Qin Yixuan back to the Criminal Police Team, Chen Nan drove home.

It was already 10:30 PM, and the lights in the lobby were off; apparently, Su Yixuan and others were already asleep.

Chen Nan went straight back to his room, planning to continue his cultivation, but once he turned on the light, he discovered that there was someone lying on his bed, to be precise, a girl in white clothes, and upon closer inspection, it was Shi’er.

What is she doing in my room?

Chen Nan scratched his head, walked over, and gently shook her: "Shi’er, wake up."

Shi’er opened her beautiful eyes, and upon seeing Chen Nan, she immediately smiled sweetly: "Mr. Chen, you’re back."

Chen Nan nodded, smiled, and said: "You’re a grown-up, how could you get the rooms wrong?"

"I didn’t get it wrong, I was waiting here for your return, but accidentally fell asleep." Shi’er scratched her head and said.

Chen Nan sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "You came to find me for something?"

"I..."

Shi’er lowered her head, lightly biting her lip, looking a bit shy.

Chen Nan was taken aback and laughed: "What’s going on, girl? If there’s something you want to say, just say it, what are you being shy about with me?"

Shi’er looked at him with pitiful eyes: "I... I’m afraid to say it..."

Chen Nan laughed at this, saying with a bitter smile: "For heaven’s sake, you’ve been alive for five hundred years, how can you be so timid, just say it, whatever mistake you’ve made or whomever you’ve offended, with me here, you don’t need to be afraid of anything."

Silently rubbing her fingers on the hem of her clothes for a while, Shi’er finally gathered her courage: "Mr. Chen, I... I want to be your woman."

"Ah... ah?"

Chen Nan stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

Shi’er was indeed a good girl, and very pretty. Although she was a demon, Chen Nan was not racist; even if he was promiscuous, he had principles and did not like every beautiful girl.

His promiscuity wasn’t solely based on appearance.

Love is a mysterious thing. When it arrives, your heart races and your thoughts slow. It’s a very special feeling that only happens with someone you really like, not just any pretty face.

For Shi’er, Chen Nan felt an urge to protect her, but not in a way that made his heart race.

Precisely speaking, Chen Nan’s affection for Shi’er was more of a brotherly love for a sister.

Chen Nan scratched his head and tentatively said: "So... Shi’er, you’re beautiful and likable, but I can’t deceive my feelings for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Shi’er remained silent.

She nodded lightly and said: "Is it because I’m a demon that you dislike me?"

"Don’t say silly things, fundamentally, there’s no difference between humans and demons. You’ve cultivated into human form, and your mind is like a human’s; in my eyes, there’s no difference between you and a human woman. It’s just that I truly can’t force my feelings; in my eyes, you’re like a sister to me."

Shi’er’s eyes glistened with tears, but she smiled slightly: "I understand. I’ll go back to my room first. Mr. Chen, you should get some sleep too."

"Okay, goodnight." Chen Nan waved his hand.

After Shi’er turned around, tears started to flow uncontrollably from her eyes.

Five hundred years ago, she longed for love but was denied; after waiting for five hundred years, she received the answer that it was all one-sided.

After standing hesitantly at the door for a long time, Chen Nan turned back into the room.

He smoked a cigarette to calm his mind, then took a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand, sat cross-legged on the bed, and continued to cultivate, aiming to reach the Five Heavens of Sovereign.

(Was today’s update exhausting enough? I feel as tired as a dog...)