LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 17:
Chapter 17: The Elegance of Qin Ningbing! A Heart in Turmoil!
“What I want—no one can refuse!”
Shen Anyu’s commanding and domineering voice echoed through the top-floor conference room.
Qin Ningbing’s beautiful eyes stared blankly at Shen Anyu. Suddenly, her delicate lips curved into an alluring smile.
Cornered with no escape, she actually smiled!
“Young Master Shen, I do like men who are tall, handsome, and powerfully domineering like you.”
She slowly stood up and took a step forward, her long, slender legs wrapped in sheer black stockings. Her delicate feet slid out of her crystal heels and stepped softly onto the floor.
Her graceful steps resembled a black Persian cat.
Qin Ningbing walked slowly toward Shen Anyu. The icy, aloof aura that had always surrounded her melted away, replaced by a graceful, seductive charm—noble, yet enchanting.
Anyone watching would have found it hard to believe that the woman known as the top beauty of Magic Capital, the stunning CEO of a billion-dollar company, famous for her cold demeanor, could display such allure.
Shen Anyu simply smiled, calmly watching her approach like a regal Persian cat in motion.
Five meters.
Three meters.
One meter.
She was close—very close.
Qin Ningbing came up to him, bit her lip lightly with her pearly teeth, and looked deep into Shen Anyu’s eyes. Suddenly, she said:
“Unfortunately, I too have a strong and unyielding personality. I don’t like being threatened.”
“Even if it means mutual destruction.”
A spring-loaded knife gleaming with cold light pressed firmly against Shen Anyu’s throat!
Qin Ningbing’s eyes turned icy cold as she stared at him.
But Shen Anyu still smiled, not even blinking. He looked at her with a half-amused gaze and lazily said:
“Is this the part where I say, ‘Woman, you’ve caught my attention?’”
Qin Ningbing’s beautiful face turned frosty, her eyes colder than ever. She ignored his joke and said sharply:
“Young Master Shen, since you’re interested in me, then you should know—my parents have already passed away.”
“The thing I care about most, Renshintang Pharmaceutical Company, has also been taken by you.”
“I have no weaknesses.”
“And you… you’re the eldest son of the Shen family of Yanxia. The heir to a thousand-year aristocratic clan!”
“You have wealth, status, power, and beautiful women at your fingertips!”
Shen Anyu smiled faintly and said leisurely, “Yes, and then?”
Qin Ningbing took a slow breath, her eyes growing more focused as she looked at him and said:
“Young Master Shen, do you really not understand? Or are you pretending not to understand?”
“I’m fully capable of dying with you.”
As she said that, she pressed the knife a little harder against his throat, as though ready to pierce his skin.
“Young Master Shen, are you really not afraid of death?”
Shen Anyu found it amusing. He had a divine-level steel body—he wouldn’t even be scratched by a supersonic missile, let alone a small spring knife from Qin Ningbing.
Besides, with his strength as a Martial Grandmaster, Qin Ningbing, who barely had the strength to lift a chicken, wouldn’t even get the chance to act.
Still, seeing her cornered and desperate like this made her all the more captivating in his eyes.
A flower blooming at the edge of a cliff was always breathtaking.
So—why not enjoy this moment?
Shen Anyu leaned in slightly, his presence pressing down on her, and spoke slowly:
“Qin Ningbing, I’ve seen countless beauties, yet you truly stand out—like a proud, radiant peony.”
“I will have you, no matter what.”
Qin Ningbing’s eyes widened in shock, and under the pressure of his movements, her hand holding the knife began to retreat.
She had never imagined that Shen Anyu, a noble heir of a thousand-year-old aristocratic family, would risk his life just for beauty.
She took a deep breath. Her cold expression returned as she said slowly:
“Young Master Shen, with your identity, status, and wealth, you can have any woman you want. Why fixate on me?”
“I’m cold, emotionless, and dull.”
“I care only about work and reviving my family business. I have no time for romance.”
Shen Anyu smiled slightly, his eyes filled with admiration as he replied sincerely:
“That’s alright. I appreciate all kinds of beauty—gentle, noble, soft, seductive. Even a cold and career-focused CEO like you is fascinating.”
“You…”
Qin Ningbing’s composure almost cracked. She bit her lip, barely holding back the angry words rising to her lips.
Right now, she was completely trapped.
She knew exactly what kind of power and influence Shen Anyu wielded.
Just the Shen Consortium alone was a monstrous force no one could shake—one that even the richest men in Yanxia had to treat with absolute respect.
And that wasn’t even counting the legendary Shen family of Yanxia—a thousand-year aristocratic clan!
She didn’t yet know about the even more terrifying An family backing Shen Anyu, but even so, it was already more than enough to overwhelm her!
Qin Ningbing was sharp and intelligent. She understood that if she hurt Shen Anyu, everything would be over.
Her only hope was to act as if she were willing to die together—to force him to back off.
But now…
Looking at Shen Anyu standing so confidently before her, Qin Ningbing had never felt so helpless.
What should she do?
She was proud—how could she let a spoiled young master bully her into submission just because of his power?
A flash of resolve passed through her eyes. Suddenly, she shifted the blade from Shen Anyu’s throat to her own swan-like neck. A small bead of blood welled up.
“Young Master Shen, I would rather die than surrender!”
The cold spring knife pressed into her pale neck. Her eyes were resolute as she stared at him and said:
“If you force me, all you’ll get is my cold corpse!”
“A jade may shatter, but it never loses its purity!”
Shen Anyu shook his head and gave a pampering smile.
“Darling, why would you hurt yourself? That flawless skin—how sad it would be if it were scarred…”
Then, to her astonishment, Shen Anyu snatched the knife from her hand in a flash.
With a casual squeeze, the military-grade spring knife, worth tens of thousands, was crushed into a twisted lump.
Hiss…
Qin Ningbing gasped, eyes wide in disbelief!
That was a top-quality military knife—almost capable of slicing through iron. It was incredibly strong and durable.
She always carried it for protection. As a stunning heiress with no family, countless people had tried to exploit or scheme against her.
Even though she had female bodyguards, she still trusted herself more.
She was a woman who had no sense of security.
But now, that same knife was crushed in Shen Anyu’s hands like it was made of clay?
How was that possible?
And that wasn’t all.
Shen Anyu gently ran his fingers over the small cut on her slender neck. His extraordinary medical skills and internal energy activated, sending a surge of vital true essence to stimulate cell regeneration.
Qin Ningbing immediately felt a warm, tingling sensation. In the next second, she was shocked to find—
The tiny wound had vanished without a trace.
“Impossible… Was that an illusion?”
Qin Ningbing was stunned!
Renshintang Pharmaceutical Company did produce scar-healing ointments, but compared to this, they were like dirt to the clouds.
In this moment—Qin Ningbing’s heart was in complete disarray…