She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1582: Chapter 1659: My Man Is the Best

The time spent recovering from injuries has delayed many things.

"My man is the best." Before getting out of the car, Sheng Ning secretly pecked his cheek admiringly, then ran towards the estate.

Xu Qigang watched her back and shook his head with a smile.

Finally, she’s no longer sad. An’an is the only one in the world who can make her worry like this.

*****

Housekeeper Xing nearly burst into warm tears upon seeing Sheng Ning come in.

"Family Head, you’re finally here. That’s wonderful. In the future, you mustn’t leave the bodyguard behind. We’re really worried when you do."

"I’m fine."

"It doesn’t matter." Housekeeper Xing insisted stubbornly.

"Alright then!" Sheng Ning said as she walked, "Has everyone arrived?" Today she was really meeting the major Feng Family officials.

"Everyone’s here, in the Congress Hall, waiting for you."

She suddenly stopped, "All here? I remember some weren’t too convinced. So? Did they have a change of heart and think I’m fit to lead as the Family Head now?"

She had anticipated this kind of situation; it was inevitable. She, a young person with no track record, suddenly taking over everything, it would be strange if those big shots were convinced.

"Uh..." Housekeeper Xing hesitated awkwardly before saying, "Last night Lady Zhenzhen went with others to kill the Chief of Chinatown Pawnshop."

Usually, the Chief of a pawnshop holds a position even more transcendent than the person in charge. Mainly, this is a skilled profession, relying on the Chief to authenticate numerous antiques and artworks, so no one in their right mind would offend the Chief.

The position inherently represents someone not to be trifled with. Even when the seniors were alive, they’d show some respect. No one expected Feng Zhenzhen to not play by the rules at all. After Sheng Ning left last night, she went straight to kill the Chief with others, scaring the pawnshop leader in Chinatown witless.

With the news out, who would dare contradict her? They’d have a death wish.

Sheng Ning clicked her tongue, looking regretful. "I see! It’s really hard on Zhenzhen then. But missing one isn’t a problem; I’ve prepared many surprises today."

She left a mysterious smile and headed inside, "I’m going to change my clothes first and will be there soon."

"Yes!"

By the time she reached the room, Feng Zhenzhen was already waiting at the door.

"Morning! Good morning." Sheng Ning greeted casually.

"Morning!" Feng Zhenzhen remained cold and gloomy as ever. Sheng Ning didn’t mind, but took another look at Feng Zhenzhen’s outfit, praised, "The clothes look great." Today Feng Zhenzhen finally removed her long-time cape, hat, and mask, wore a black professional suit, with half a mask covering her distorted face.

Looking like this, she had lost the previous sinister and fierce aura.

"The mask is also beautiful," Sheng Ning said sincerely.

Feng Zhenzhen absent-mindedly touched her mask, and for a fleeting moment seemed lost in thought.

Sheng Ning was really curious about who gifted her the mask. Based on her understanding of Feng Zhenzhen, she’d rather expose her face than voluntarily wear a mask.

"Thanks!" Feng Zhenzhen replied mechanically.

Sheng Ning wanted to say something but held back, sighing before going in to change her clothes.

*****

The Congress Hall of Feng Manor was decorated in an ancient style, retaining the East Asian traditional flavor. The main seat in the center was an exquisitely carved Taishi Chair.