Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

Nan Zhi shook her head and took a sip of the red wine: "I don't want it. Management is too troublesome."

[I really don't understand what he wants to do. When did the Mafia become a charity, giving away money and restaurants? ]

Fu Siqing's slender fingers grasped the wine glass and swirled the liquid inside: "Then I'll take care of it, and you're responsible for eating."

This is something he learned on the Internet after a long time. To win a woman's heart, you must first win her stomach.

Nan Zhi: "You don't like me, do you?"

Fu Siqing looked at her in surprise: "I thought I had already confessed my feelings... Was I not formal enough?"

[………So that was also a confession? ]

Nan Zhi's eyebrows twitched: "What do you like about me?"

Fu Siqing was stunned. He didn't expect Nan Zhi to ask so directly. For a moment, his mind flashed with the scene of her noble and elegant appearance on the stage just now. The next moment, he thought of the bright and flamboyant scene when he first met her.

"I………"

Nan Zhi looked at him with amusement, not disguising the mockery in her eyes at all.

[I can't put it into words, right? You keep saying you like it, it would be better to just state the purpose directly so that people will like it. ]

Fu Siqing's silence was not because he couldn't express himself, but when he was about to speak, the images that appeared uncontrollably in his mind made him realize that there was actually a reason for his casual remark of liking someone.

When I first approached her, I just wanted to know more about what would happen in the future, and also because it was magical to be able to hear other people's thoughts.

But in an instant, his love began to take shape, causing him to fall into self-doubt.

"I... like you. I like your brightness and your confidence."

Nan Zhi watched silently. There was no smile as usual in his eyes, and there was actually a hint of seriousness for the first time.

[The boy's blush is better than any confession. No blush, pass, next one.]

"puff!"

Fu Siqing couldn't help laughing out loud. If he couldn't hear the voice in her heart, he wouldn't have known that she was such an interesting person.

"Zhizhi, you seem to have some misunderstanding about yourself. Isn't it normal to like you?"

Nan Zhi: "My reputation in City A is well known to everyone. How could you not know how bad I am?"

"I know." Fu Siqing cut the steak and placed it in front of Nan Zhi, then took her portion. "So what? I'm not a good person either. So, aren't we a good match?"

[Okay, you won’t pretend anymore, right? ]

Nan Zhi smiled and said, "Even my family can't stand my temper. Sir, you can't stand it~"

"You won't know if you can bear it until you try." For the first time, Fu Siqing had the idea of ​​wanting someone, which seemed to add a bit of fun to his life without desires.

If she were here every day, I would be very happy.

"With me, you can have whatever you want."

[Very good, but it's a pity that you are Nan Wanyi's man. What's the matter? Has the plot changed? You are chasing me now, but when Nan Wanyi shows up, will you cheat on me? ]

Nan Zhi ignored her and went back to the hotel alone after dinner. Fu Siqing wanted to see her off, but was sternly rejected by Nan Zhi.

She really wanted to be alone, so she didn't even meet Fu Siqing the next day. She stood him up.

She couldn't figure it out. It seemed like she was always stuck in a circle and couldn't jump out. The people around her were always the people in the plot, and those close to her were all Nan Wanyi's people, her future enemies.

This world was like a huge amusement park, and she was the NPC who was constantly humiliated, repeating over and over again, unable to escape.

On the 15th, in the semi-finals, Fu Siqing came. She was wearing a snow-white ballet skirt on the stage and performing professional movements again and again.

Just as she landed after jumping, she felt a sharp pain in an instant.

Nan Zhi frowned slightly. The pain in her feet made her tremble uncontrollably without stopping.

Fu Siqing could tell at a glance that something was wrong. Nan Zhi's expression was not right. Although her movements were still very standard, even the judges had a satisfied smile on their faces, but he could feel it.

She was not as confident and beautiful as before, but rather a little scared.

But he soon found the reason, and even said that everyone knew the reason.

Nan Zhi's white dancing shoes were stained red.

Blood seeped out, and the bright red color was particularly eye-catching on her white ballet dress.

Fu Siqing clenched his fists and leaned forward slightly. Only after Nan Zhi stood still and bowed steadily did he belatedly let go of his hands.

Only then did I realize how nervous I was.

"how come………"

Fu Siqing stared at his hands in a daze. He couldn't even believe that Nan Zhi's influence on his emotions had reached this extent.

He quickly got up and went to the dressing room.

When Nan Zhi saw him suddenly push the door open, she was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he no longer looked like the noble young man he had been before.

Even his long, smooth hair was now disheveled.

"Fu...Siqing...?"

"I'm here."

Fu Siqing nodded, still breathing slightly. His eyes moved to her feet. Zhang Yang was squatting beside her, wearing a glove and holding a needle.

"Who did it?"

Fu Siqing's face darkened slightly, and he did not hide it at all. Nan Zhi was also surprised. He came to her dressing room in a hurry, naturally because of her.

But this angry look...is it because of me?

It turns out that this smiling tiger can also have a temper?

Zhang Yang shook his head and put the needle away: "I don't know, I was just about to call the police..."

"Don't report it!" Fu Siqing interrupted Zhang Yang harshly, leaving Zhang Yang a little confused.

[So angry? Is it really because of me? ]

Fu Siqing walked over to Nan Zhi and looked at the bloodstains on her feet: "I'll check this matter."

"Come on, Zhang Yang, find me a pair of clean shoes. It's almost time to get ready to go on stage."

"You can't dance anymore!"

Nan Zhi's pupils shrank, and Fu Siqing's words lingered in his ears like thunder.

"roll"

Fu Siqing paused as he picked up the alcohol cotton and looked at her strangely: "What?"

"I told you to get out!"

Nan Zhi lowered her voice, as if she was using all her strength to say this.

In her last life, she was never able to stand on the stage again. Will the same mistake happen again in this life?

[I can't... dance anymore? No... no... I already lost my legs once in my previous life. This time no one can hurt me again or deprive me of my future!]

"What are you doing here?" Nan Zhi raised her hand, tears still in her eyes, but her face showed anger and resentment that Zhang Yang had never seen in recent days, as if she wanted to kill him.

Zhang Yang: “I…”