Chapter 239: I Should Be Under the Car

"You're back?" Xia Yubing stood up from the sofa, somewhat guilty: "Should I wash up first, eat first, or..."

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe was surprised by this: "You can cook?"

"No."

"Then did you put hot water in the bathtub in advance?"

"Also... no."

"Alright, stop joking." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe felt a bit tired: "What are you doing running to my house in the middle of the night."

"That..." Xia Yubing put her hands behind her back, ten fingers knotting uneasily, looking down at Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe, who was a head shorter than her, twisting and turning: "That, didn't you say you were coming to find me earlier, saying there were some personal private matters to solve, but I happened to be on my period then, so I said let you wait a bit..."

Xia Yubing took a deep breath, as if she had made some psychological preparation, and said dejectedly: "Auntie said a few words to me after reading our notebook, and then just two days after my period ended this month, she drove me over to find you..."

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe thought about it, it seemed there was such a thing, but the personal private matter he mentioned at the time wasn't about that aspect.

Xia Yubing looked down at Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's expression. With her height, she could just see the clear collarbones inside the open shirt collar, and the skin on his neck, which was fairer and more tender than many girls, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"It's not September yet, and it's still a long way from the next Gengshen day, no need to be so urgent." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe said, glancing at the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the living room, and then added: "It's dark and not good to drive away guests, I'll go tidy up a guest room for you to stay in. Have you had dinner? If not, I'll make a double portion."

"Not yet..." Xia Yubing replied vaguely, and then reacted quickly: "No, how did I become a guest."

Chasing Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe, who had already walked to the refrigerator, in two or three steps, Xia Yubing protested in a low voice: "There's no such thing as you, treating your own fiancée as an outsider."

"It was just an expedient measure. I was trapped in a Strange event similar to Zuanju Town at the time, and getting engaged to you was to trigger a specific rule." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe responded nonchalantly, taking two heads of broccoli and a box of shrimp from the refrigerator: "Do you eat cilantro? How about green peppers?"

"Cilantro is fine, green peppers forget it." Xia Yubing shook her head; she didn't like spicy food.

"Okay, then I'll buy fewer green peppers in the future." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe glanced at the camisole and the abdominal muscles exposed on Xia Yubing's body, and asked casually: "Do you want to control carbohydrates? I plan to make some mashed potatoes."

"Hey, I like eating mashed potatoes." Xia Yubing put her hands behind her back, wearing a pair of pink flip-flops, following behind Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's butt into the kitchen: "Eating a little is fine, just put less butter..."

"You're the one who's picky..."

Perhaps even Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe himself didn't notice that the daily conversation about what to eat tonight had inadvertently made his naturally cold eyes gradually soften.

After dinner, leaving Xia Yubing to clean up the dishes, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe hugged a quilt from the wardrobe, preparing to go to the guest room to make the bed for her.

"Eh? No, no, no need to trouble." Xia Yubing, who had just thrown the dishes into the dishwasher, ran over hurriedly, her hands still wet: "If Auntie knows we sleep in separate rooms, she'll talk about me again."

"She can't see it anyway."

"That won't do either..."

"Stop using Auntie as an excuse. I saw it early on that you're just greedy yourself." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe stuffed the quilt he had already hugged out back into the wardrobe and said: "Go brush your teeth first, and also, be gentler this time."

He still had lingering fears about the psychological shadow from last time. "Oh..." Xia Yubing ran into the bathroom with a red face, not daring to look back, and took the opportunity to put a bathtub of hot water for him while brushing her teeth.

The night grew deeper. The residential area with few residents had mostly turned off the lights, leaving only a few street lamps still on. A wolf-green dog curled up by the security guard uncle's feet,

Suddenly, whether due to some stimulus or otherwise, the wolfdog bolted up from beside the security guard's feet and began barking toward the fountain across from the streetlamp.

"What's wrong with you?" The security guard looked in the direction the wolfdog was barking. Under the bright streetlamp, there was nothing, so he cursed: "Barking yourself to death? If you disturb the residents' sleep, I'll stew you."

The wolfdog whimpered, hung its head, and lay back down, its pair of cyan eyes still staring fixedly in that direction.

After scolding the dog, the security guard sat back down and leisurely lit a cigarette. The fountain under the lights rippled, and no one noticed the ink-black shadow curled up at the bottom of the water.

The black shadow flashed and vanished, quietly disappearing into the building where only a few households still had their lights on.

In the underground parking lot of the shopping mall across from the residential complex, Feng Yushu, wearing a black gauze dress, sat in a car with the engine off and let out a light sigh of relief. The Jiangcheng Junjing area was prime real estate; many surrounding places were illuminated 24 hours a day, and the surveillance system was very thorough, making it truly unsuitable for Yeyao to operate.

She lowered her head to glance at the phone in her hand; the red interface still showed no answer. Feng Yushu frowned: "Still can't get through..."

She had already lost count of how many times she had called Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe. From daytime today until now, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's number had remained in a disconnected state; no matter how she tried to contact him, she couldn't reach him. The WeChat messages sent to Xia Yubing also received no reply, as if he had vanished.

"I've already checked the old house in Gubei Town, and he isn't there either..." Feng Yushu leaned against the seat, closed her eyes filled with worry, and now that the situation was urgent, she had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

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Under the cover of night, Feng Yushu's shadow darted past the blind spots of the surveillance cameras. The two-dimensional shadow, free from the shackles of a mortal body, stuck to the ceiling and moved upward, soon arriving at the 18th floor where Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's home was located.

Feng Yushu's shadow was as graceful as a swimming fish, gliding smoothly across the wall and entering the room through a gap in the curtains. She was now very proficient in using Yeyao's rules and felt little awkwardness, though she was still inferior to Yu Zi Qian.

"What's that sound in the kitchen?... Is the dishwasher running?" Feng Yushu's shadow, stuck to the ceiling, was overjoyed.

Great, someone is home.

But if Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe is home, why isn't he answering the phone? Did he change his number? Or did he just happen not to have the phone with this SIM card on him?

Filled with doubt, Feng Yushu carefully moved along the ceiling and found the master bedroom with the door closed. The shadow, having no thickness, easily slipped through the gap above the door.

This room's soundproofing was very well done; even if someone were outside the door, they wouldn't hear a single sound from inside the bedroom. But sometimes, soundproofing that is too good isn't necessarily a good thing, for instance, right now.

If she could have heard those highly emotional sounds from outside the bedroom earlier, Feng Yushu perhaps would not have witnessed such a desperate scene appearing before her eyes.

Creak, creak—it was the sound of the bed frame shaking. The harsh tone was sealed inside the room by the thick soundproofing materials, revealing not a single clue.

Feng Yushu found it hard to imagine how much force it would take to make such heavy solid wood furniture shake like this. The overly intense visual impact stunned her where she stood, and for a moment, she forgot to flee.

She stared blankly while stuck to the bedroom ceiling, watching Xia Yubing's well-defined back and Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's legs, which were being carried on her shoulders. The high-frequency waist movements made Feng Yushu's heart contract violently, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

She couldn't help but urge in her heart: "Miss, be gentle... can you be a little gentler? Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe, he... he will be in pain..."

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