Deadly Game: A Prosperous Love with Leng Shao

Chapter 311 In Danger 15
"Do you think they lied to you, thinking that we are so skilled that we won't be caught, so you don't believe their words?" Her voice was urgent and fast, but there was a faint trembling.

The imperial night fell silent.

Ning Ke's heart sank suddenly, feeling a bone-chilling coldness in his chest.

In fact, how could a man like Huang Ye not be able to figure out whether what the Black Leopards said was true or not.

He was so smart, he must have guessed what was going on.But he didn't negotiate terms with the Black Panther Club. A man like him simply wouldn't accept threats from others, not to mention her value in his heart probably wasn't worth threatening him!
Her heart ached suddenly, and she thought of Linglong's words. Linglong said that he cared that she liked her, and she also thought of what happened with him, subconsciously trying to prove that his feelings for her were changing.

She almost believed it, almost believed that he liked her.

Ning Ke wanted to laugh, but found that he wanted to cry even more, and his heart couldn't express the sadness.And the pain caused by the huge gap.

She probably still expects Huang Ye to come to rescue her, Huang Ye really has feelings for her.

In this helpless situation where her life was threatened and she was almost raped, she was looking forward to him coming down like a god to protect her from being bullied and humiliated. No matter how strong she is, she still needs to be protected .

However, she was in despair again, and the hopeful mood was completely extinguished by his silence and indifference.

An unbearable pain in the heart.

If Linglong hadn't told her so swearingly, then she wouldn't have expected it at all.

Then now I won't be disappointed, I won't feel abandoned by him, and I won't feel sad enough to cry.

What's even more ridiculous is that she actually expected him to save her.

How silly, she found that she was more innocent and stupid than Linglong!
Her eyes suddenly became moist, she shed a line of tears silently, and choked up on the phone: "What am I to you? Probably nothing. I should have known that you would not give up anything for me. In your heart, I have always been a dispensable plaything, so death is not a pity."

"..." It was still silent.

"I regret it." She sobbed, her heart was pierced, tears streaming down her face, "I shouldn't have asked you for help, I should have called him."

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Updated on the 31th

(End of this chapter)