Chapter 1095 - 1095 1094 Conversation


Chapter 1095: Chapter 1094: Conversation Chapter 1095: Chapter 1094: Conversation “What’s wrong?” Nan Fei asked, puzzled.


He Shasha also looked at Leng Ran with a solemn expression. She had actually noticed long ago that the current Leng Ran had changed too much. Even though she always pretended not to care, her gaze towards others was different now, and so was her aura.


“Didn’t you return to the Leng Family? Could it be that someone from the Leng Family treated you poorly?” He Shasha said unhappily, “What about Uncle Leng Rui? Doesn’t he help you?”


“That’s not the case,” Leng Ran said contemptuously, curling her lips, “You’re like a fool yourself, and you have the nerve to talk about me?”


“Ugh! Really ungrateful.”


“Mind your own business.” Leng Ran, with a cold face, said icily, “Nan Fei, are you free? I have something I need to talk to you about.”


“Sure! Come with me.”


The bedroom had not only a balcony with a fine view but also a supersized terrace on one side, which could be accessed directly from the bedroom. The terrace was furnished with a tea table, chairs, and a coffee-colored umbrella, as well as an open-air swimming pool.


However, since it wasn’t maintained carefully, the swimming pool was empty and dry.


After shutting the door, the terrace was cut off from the bedroom, creating the perfect private space for a conversation.


“Take a seat! I’ll pour you a cup of tea.” Nan Fei smiled, offering her hand to Leng Ran before turning to leave. In a moment, she returned with two drinks—one placed in front of Leng Ran and one for herself.


“Try this hot cocoa; it’s produced by my family’s food factory.”


“Thank you!” Leng Ran said, holding the warm glass, showing a shy smile to Nan Fei.


“You’re welcome,” Nan Fei said, leaning back in her chair, relaxed and composed, “I knew since last time that you must have something you wanted to tell me.”


“Indeed, I couldn’t hide it from you.” Leng Ran’s heart, which had been wavering, firmed up at this moment. She looked into Nan Fei’s eyes, which held a world-weariness and complexity that belied her age.


“Nan Fei, I’m already a pawn, but I don’t wish for you to be like me.” She suddenly grabbed Nan Fei’s hand with a tone of sorrow, “I don’t want you to be kept in the dark, I wanted to tell you last time, but I never could make up my mind.”


Nan Fei didn’t show the slightest sign of panic or distress; instead, she was extraordinarily calm. “What is it that you want to tell me?”


The astonishment in Leng Ran’s heart flickered and vanished, her face still a mix of restrained forbearance and overtly expressed sorrow.


“My surname is Leng. I am Leng Peixi’s niece. Do you know who Leng Peixi is?”


Nan Fei felt a sudden jolt in her heart and mentally remarked that it was just as she suspected, her intuition hadn’t been wrong.


“I know!”


“Heh…” Leng Ran laughed without any warmth, “You know her, but you don’t know what kind of person she is, and you don’t know what kind of family the Leng Family is.”


Having said that, she took a big sip of the warm hot cocoa, relishing the taste until the rich and smooth cocoa flowed down her throat. The warmth spread from her mouth to the depths of her soul—a taste she thought she would remember for the rest of her life.


“This is a madhouse of a family. Extreme, deranged, cold-hearted, bloodthirsty, twisted. Those people can do anything, not a single one in the Leng Family is normal. That includes Leng Peixi, me, and even Huo Beijiang.”


The final mention of Huo Beijiang successfully caused a flash of panic in Nan Fei’s eyes, but she quickly composed herself, her gaze keen as she gestured to Leng Ran to continue.


“Nan Fei, don’t look at me like that.” Leng Ran’s smile was forlorn, “Before I came back to Imperial City, I didn’t know what kind of hellish place this was. You don’t know what kind of hell I’ve been through these past six months.”