Nanrong Huai'an knew that only when people care in their hearts can they have intense emotions.
If you look calm, it's probably because you don't care.
Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei, met her eyes, and felt unable to speak the next words.
Unable to speak.
In fact, at this moment, people on both sides were watching Nanrong Huai'an's reaction.
Even the subordinates of the Nanrong family didn't understand why the young master wanted to save Zi Wanxun.
In their opinion, the young master really cares about the young mistress.
They have never seen the young master care so much about someone.
In the past, the young master's treatment of Zi Wanxun, not counting that, was all spread by outsiders. Only the Nanrong family secretaries knew what it was really like.
I don’t know if Zi Wanxun deliberately let people spread rumors outside.
Perhaps it was to use the power of the Nanrong family to build momentum for her.
And to them, how strong a young lady is. Such a young lady is the one that everyone loves, loves and sincerely supports.
But the young mistress has a lot of secrets!
Feng Sufei didn't want to waste any more time on Zi Wanxun. She took out her gun and pointed it directly at Zi Wanxun's temple, "It's best if you don't save him. I'll kill him directly."
At this time, Zi Wanxun didn't know where the strength came from, and he made a voice from his throat, "Huai'an, you promised, you promised..."
After hearing these words, Nanrong Huai'an said: "No, Su Fei, no!"
Feng Sufei turned to look at Nanrong Huai'an, as if waiting for Nanrong Huai'an to speak.
Nanrong Huai'an said stiffly: "Let her go."
Feng Sufei raised her eyebrows with a provocative air, "What if I don't, I want to kill her?"
Nanrong Huai'an closed her eyes and said helplessly: "Sophie, I'm sorry."
When he said this, Nanrong Huai'an did not dare to face Feng Sufei at all, and his heart hurt.
Feng Sufei blinked her eyes. Even though she vaguely knew Nanrong Huai'an's choice, when she actually heard these words, her heart still ached, a little bitter and sore.
Her eyes were sour for a moment, but Feng Sufei blinked hard and controlled her emotions.
Feng Sufei sneered, "Nanrong Huai'an, is it possible that you want to kill me?"
"Sophie, you know that I won't do anything to you."
Feng Sufei's eyes were sharp. She knew that even if she shot Zi Wanxun now, Nan Rong Huaian's skills would probably save Zi Wanxun.
Rather than being rescued by Nanrong Huai'an like that, she should ask for a few conditions.
Feng Sufei will not be carried away by her emotions, she has her own judgment.
Feng Sufei squinted her eyes and said, "Nanrong Huai'an, you should know that if I really want to kill Zi Wanxun, you can save her once but not the second time. My people will always be able to kill her."
After being together for such a long time, Nanrong Huai'an also knew Feng Sufei somewhat, and knew that she should have requirements.
"What do you want to say?"
Feng Sufei's lips curled up, "As long as you agree to my three conditions, I will not kill Zi Wanxun. Of course, if Zi Wanxun wants to kill me again and gets into my hands, I will never show mercy."
Nanrong Huai'an really didn't want to be like this with Feng Sufei. They were obviously husband and wife, but they had to negotiate terms in such a strange way.
For others!
But Nanrong Huai'an couldn't change anything, couldn't do anything.
His throat rolled, and he said hoarsely and stiffly: "What three conditions?"
Feng Sufei took out a piece of agreement directly from her body and said to Nanrong Huai'an: "Do you still remember the agreement we signed at the beginning?"