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Right now, the entire Jane's house was in a state of panic. Many people saw Shang Jin arrogantly walk out of the Jane's house, but they could only hide in the corners and peek, not daring to make a single sound.

"Who is it!" Not long after, an impatient voice came from behind the door. It sounded like an old man in his fifties.

He was wearing a long white robe, and his hair and eyebrows were already snow-white. However, the skin on his face made him look like he was in his early forties.

Huang Sheng turned his body to the side, revealing a small crack for Shang Jin to enter, he slowly closed the door himself.

"Why are you here today? It's said that the Emperor and the Lady Jane are at loggerheads. Why don't I see any impatience on your face?"

After entering, Huang Sheng was not in a hurry to pour tea for the guests, but started to chat with them instead.

"What do you think I need to feel for someone who doesn't know his place?" Shang Jin replied in disdain.

Huang Sheng stared blankly for a while, then laughed again, pointed at his nose and sighed with emotion: "You still have such a personality, going abroad, how come you haven't changed at all."

How long had it been before he left the country? He didn't expect to still remember it, so his heart couldn't help but soften.

Shang Jin raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky was getting darker, this was not the time to reminisce about the past. He stood up and bowed deeply to Huang Sheng.

"Sir, someone's wrist is injured. I'd like you to help her take a look."

This was the first time he saw Shang Jin being so courteous, and he could not help but become curious. "This person, is probably a lady, even when your leg was injured back then you did not ask for my help."

When he thought about that matter, Huang Sheng could not help but scold. Did this person even take him as an elder?

Shang Jin knew that he was in the wrong for this matter, but now was not the time to talk about it. He could not help but urge: "Sir, please help me out.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Huang Sheng did not give him any face, and anxiously waved his hand: "Forget it, I will be going tomorrow. It's better if you go back now, so that you don't feel annoyed in front of me."

"Shang Jin thanks Mister."

Since Huang Sheng had already agreed, there was no need for him to stay. After thanking him, he directly left.

Huang Sheng watched as his back figure disappeared into the distance. He was straight and powerful, but it was a pity that this man had experienced so many things and deep down his bones, he was already infected by viciousness.

After returning to the villa, Uncle Liu immediately came out to welcome him.

Just as Shang Jin was walking past him, he seemed to smell a faint smell of blood.

Uncle Liu quickly walked in front of him and asked worriedly, "Young Master, are you alright?"

Shang Jin stopped in his tracks, and just as he was about to ask, his eyes fell on his sleeves, which were stained with blood.

"Nothing, how is Jian Ning now?" He silently placed his hands behind his back, not wanting Uncle Liu to see his abnormality.

"She's already asleep."

When Jian Ning was mentioned, Uncle Liu did not pursue the matter any further. His face was no longer as serious as it was before.

"Tomorrow, Huang Sheng will be coming over. Get someone to prepare, don't let Jian Ning wake up." After Shang Jin finished explaining, he took large strides and was about to leave when Uncle Liu stopped him.

"Young Master is so concerned about Jian Ning, do you have any different feelings towards her?" Uncle Liu squinted his eyes craftily, waiting for Shang Jin's change.

But Shang Jin was not angry, nor was he angry, he only said indifferently: "She still has some use, HIA can't die now."

This reason …

Uncle Liu's smile instantly froze. There was a hint of disappointment in his heart, but then he understood. How could his young master so easily have any feelings for him?

After Shang Jin went upstairs, he looked in the direction of Jian Ning's room, and then turned and returned to his own room.

Early morning of the second day, Huang Sheng didn't tell anyone and directly came over. When Shang Jin went downstairs, he was sitting in the living room, leisurely drinking tea.

He walked to Huang Sheng's side, and respectfully greeted him. Then, he sat down opposite of him again: "Sir, why are you here so early?

Huang Sheng put down the teacup and joked: "If I had informed you, how would I have seen a different you?"

Different? Shang Jin looked at him, puzzled. Did he do something wrong?

Huang Sheng only smiled and did not continue. He elegantly lifted his teacup and took a sip, saying: "Take me to see that girl now, after this is over, I will return."

He looked at the empty staircase and wondered what the man looked like.

Shang Jin only needed a glance to understand what he was thinking, but he did not expose him. He obediently stepped forward to guide him.

Seeing that they were about to go up, Uncle Liu stood up and smiled to Huang Sheng: "Mr. Huang, it's better if I lead you there. Young Master still has other things to take care of."

He stood in front of Shang Jin and handed the phone over to him, wanting him to understand, that the situation was serious now.

Shang Jin looked at the phone in Uncle Liu's hand, then coldly raised his head and said: "I'll bring Mister over, Uncle Liu, you go and busy yourself."

Since the master had already spoken, Uncle Liu could not say much, but it was Huang Sheng who saw the interaction between the two.

When they went upstairs and saw that no one was around, Huang Sheng laughed and said: "I used to think that you were a different person from the others. Now that I think about it, I wasn't wrong after all."

He did not refute or speak, and only quietly brought him to Jian Ning's room.

A warm room, a beauty quietly lying on the bed, and the gentle affection of the person beside her, Huang Sheng instantly understood.

"This person, is most likely the Jian Ning that you have raised."

Shang Jin's silence gave him a definite answer, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances. She was beautiful, but there wasn't much blood on her face.

"Sir, I'll leave everything to you." Shang Jin walked over to Jian Ning's bedside and helped her gently pinch the quilt corner before he finally raised his head and said to Huang Sheng.

"How long has she been wounded?" Huang Sheng went closer, and after observing carefully, he asked with a serious expression.

"It's been almost a week. I was afraid that she would be worried, so I didn't dare to come check on you." Shang Jin frowned slightly before speaking again.

Now, he was forced into a corner and had no choice but to use this method to let Huang Sheng come over to take a look.

In this kind of situation, Huang Sheng massaged the center of his brows with a headache. It had been almost a week before he came to find him, did this person really think that he would never come back from the dead?

Huang Sheng looked at Shang Jin helplessly, and sighed: "How can you let her go, not come find me?"

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Shang Jin lowered his head guiltily, and did not dare to continue speaking.