<h4>Chapter 1722: She Is Actually Rather Adorable (12)</h4>
But that slip of his tongue in a moment of anger slightly confused Liang Liang, although he did deserve it.
He was silent for a moment and then said, “Well, I have my own sources.”
Liang Liang’s eyes lit up at once. He said, “I came looking for you to try my luck, actually. Have you got news about where Traceless may be?
Yes, in his house.
But as he observed how anxious Liang Liang was, Lu Nanze simply did not want to tell the man the truth. He only lowered his gaze and said with indifference, “Maybe she’s dead?”
Liang Liang was shocked by that idea. “What?!”
Lu Nanze smirked and added, “After all, she was seriously injured. In this hot weather and incapable of going to a hospital, it’s just a matter of time before the wound gets infected. Death wouldn’t be a surprise.”
Liang Liang froze on the spot.
He thought that Lu Nanze was saying this because of some news he had gotten, hence he took it for real.
Traceless was dead?
That woman. That woman, who he found deplorable yet unable to let go of, dead?
How could that be so?
He suddenly thought of that night, when Traceless was being surrounded. The smile she had given was so full of sarcasm and mockery.
Indeed.
She would rather die than to put up with any sort of embarrassment and insult.
Liang Liang felt as though his heart had shattered, there was a growing pain in his chest.
Ashen-faced now, he sat on the sofa, fully consumed by the pain and sorrow he felt.
When Lu Nanze saw him suffering like this, he silently said, “Serves you right!”
A woman like Traceless deserved someone steadier and stronger to love her.
And it wouldn’t be Liang Liang!
This man wasn’t firm and steady enough.
At this thought, Lu Nanze cast his gaze down and said, “I have to go to a meeting.”
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When Lu Nanze returned from the meeting, he saw that Liang Liang was still around.
His eyes were bloodshot, obviously he had been crying.
But would crying bring the dead back to life?
Actually, if it hadn’t been for him, Traceless could very well have been dead by now.
Even if she would have managed to escape the Li familypound, in the heat of summer, she wouldn’t have been able to treat her wound at a hospital because Bai Anan would have been watching closely.
And if her wound had been left unattended, it would have gotten infected and that would have been deadly. This could have been the only possible ending.
Hence, giving Liang Liang the worst case scenario did not make Lu Nanze feel the slightest bit of guilt.
Furthermore, Traceless was really a hundred times more pitiful than Liang Liang.
She had even had to stitch her own wound with a fever.
Stitching without anesthesia, how painful was that?
What was Liang Liang’s heartachepared to all of this?
This thought put him at an even greater ease for what he had done.
He walked over and sat behind his desk, saying, “If you wish to express your sorrow over this, do it at home, don’t put on a sad face in my office. You’re not wee here.”
Liang Liang sat slumped against the sofa like a half-dead man. Hemented, “I didn’t think it would turn out like this, I never intended to harm her.”
Lu Nanze couldn’t tolerate this talk any further and sprang to his feet. He said, “That’s right, you never intended to harm her, but your actions did exactly that! So why would your intentions matter?!”
Liang Liang refused to believe him.
Lu Nanze continued as he pointed to the doorway with a sneer, “Also, Police Officer Liang, this is not the ce for you to pour your heart out. If you need to pour out your heart, go see a psychologist. I have to get on with my work now, thank you very much.”
Liang Liang: ...
Lu Nanze was exceptionally stern today.
The thing was that, when Traceless had betrayed him, Lu Nanze had boldly and confidently egged on him. “It’s just a woman isn’t it?! There’s plenty of fish in the water.”
So why had he suddenly turned so hostile now?