Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 3105: Wasn’t the Kind of Woman Most Men Could Handle

Gong Rong felt that this woman wasn’t like most women. She wasn’t especially sympathetic, sentimental, or hesitant. She did things decisively.

You could call her resolute, or even stubborn, yet somehow she also came across as carefree and even more unrestrained than the average woman.

She wasn’t the kind of woman most men could handle.

Gong Rong had no doubt that this woman would throw him out the window if she felt like it.

Resignedly, Gong Rong said, “You need money, I can give you money.”

Ning Shu’s expression remained indifferent. “I don’t think you have any money.”

“I’ll find you some once I’ve recovered,” Gong Rong said. “I’m a businessman. I still have some integrity.”

Ning Shu clicked her tongue. It was exactly because he was a businessman that she didn’t believe him. Not a single word out of a capitalist’s mouth was trustworthy.

She said coldly, “Gong Rong, don’t test my limits. If I hand you over to Gong Fu, who knows, I might even benefit from it.”

Girl, please have some integrity. There’d definitely be no benefits from that.

But hearing her say this actually reassured Gong Rong. This girl didn’t look like a fool, and she clearly wouldn’t do something so suicidal.

With a click, the door handle turned. Mother Xu had returned, and she looked much better than before.

She had a takeout container, and upon seeing Gong Rong awake, she immediately asked, “You’re awake?”

With a voice barely above a whisper, Gong Rong replied, “Hello, Auntie.”

“Oh dear, your lips are dry. Pour him a glass of water, will you?” Mother Xu said to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu didn’t respond. She simply poured a cup of water from the thermos and held it to Gong Rong’s lips.

His eyes shimmered and glinted with pride. He was clearly pleased with himself.

Mother Xu placed the food on the small table and looked toward the bed, asking, “Are you feeling okay? I really think you should go to the hospital. You’re seriously injured, after all.”

The subtext was clear: she wanted him to leave.

Gong Rong’s expression stiffened. He replied, “My parents are overseas. If I go to the hospital, there won’t be anyone to help with the procedures.”

There was no way Gong Rong could just waltz into a hospital.

He was still being hunted by Gong Fu. Even if he were to die, he couldn’t allow himself to be connected to her. Any trace could leave a trail.

Gong Rong didn’t want to die at Gong Fu’s hands. If someone investigated and discovered the truth, his death could become ammunition for others to use against her.

Xu Xin would be a good person to die at the hands of—if it had to be someone.

Ning Shu turned back and met Gong Rong’s gaze.

His eyes were clear and steady as he looked her in the eye.

She walked to the bedside, placed a hand on his arm, and pressed down slightly. Gong Rong’s face turned even paler, and his facial muscles twitched.

“You’d better not try anything with me. Even if you manage to scheme something, it’s a losing deal for you,” Ning Shu said coldly.

Gong Rong forced a smile. “Look at the state I’m in. What could I possibly scheme? You’re really making me out to be worse than I am.”

“It’s not that I’m making you out to be bad. You are bad,” Ning Shu said while she jabbed a finger into his wound.

Blood began to seep from it.

Ning Shu let out an ‘ah’ in fake concern, then said, “You’re bleeding! I’ll change your bandage.”

Gong Rong: …

Ning Shu cut away the bloodied gauze. Gunshot wounds were notoriously hard to heal, especially given the state of Gong Rong’s body.

“Once you’re patched up, come eat,” Mother Xu said.

Mother Xu told Ning Shu to eat. She would feed Gong Rong herself.

Gong Rong had a gentle face and a sweet, soft-spoken manner. Even though Mother Xu could tell this man wasn’t simple, she still couldn’t help smiling as he called her ‘Auntie’ in that syrupy tone.

After the meal, Gong Rong fell asleep. It hadn’t been easy for him to hold out this long.