She Lives without Regret in This Life

So today, when she was driving people out, no one dared to make a sound. Those arrogant young masters and misses, those noblewomen who once hit those down, were all scared out of their wits by Feng Zhenzhen.

When asked to leave, they didn’t even dare to pack their things and left in disgrace.

Dozens of people were driven out all at once, and the vast Feng Manor was instantly cleared out, with Feng family members disappearing overnight. Now, only Sheng Ning, Feng Zhenzhen, and Feng Kai, who hadn’t been dealt with for biting Sheng Ning, lived in the hundred-plus master rooms.

When Feng Zhenzhen was doing these deeds, Housekeeper Xing didn’t say a word the whole time. At first, some people went to him for help, hoping he would stand up to Feng Zhenzhen, but the result was predictable.

”Bitch, how dare you not focus.” The strong black slave slapped Feng Xintong so hard she was dizzy. She was already on the brink, exhausted by the relentless torment and humiliation over these three days and the men pounding into her like a pile driver, leaving no energy at all.

Feng Zhenzhen sat on a sea-blue velvet sofa, her half-hidden face under the hat smiling sinisterly.

”Feng Xintong, have you ever thought that one day you would be killed by a man?” Feng Zhenzhen sneered coldly, her fingers tapping on her knee. The fingers, twisted and deformed by fire, no longer had the elegant, fair look of the past, appearing terrifying.

Feng Xintong was already delirious, with even her hatred in her heart drowned by the urgent pleasure.

”Look at you, almost dead, yet your needs are still so strong, isn’t it so gratifying? I’ve never seen a woman like you, a natural-born beauty for men.”

”Ah ah ah...” Feng Xintong screamed madly, ”Kill me! Just kill me!”

”Want to die? It’s not that easy.” For her, dying was the simplest matter; the real pain was living, akin to being in hell, alive but worse than death in the dark rat hole.

This is the greatest torment of life, only with this can she truly vent her inner anger.

”Ah ah ah... Madman, you devil, devil.” Feng Xintong struggled desperately, screaming and resisting furiously, only to receive blows from the man like a storm.

In the end, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out completely.

The black slave got up trembling, not daring to peek at Feng Zhenzhen, just kneeling on the ground.

”Someone, bring me a bowl of ginseng tea, keep this bitch’s life hanging, don’t let her die.”

The maid was terrified, nodding submissively, quickly going to prepare ginseng tea, and happened to meet Sheng Ning on her way out.

”Family Head.” The maid greeted respectfully.

Because of Feng Zhenzhen’s brutal means, everyone trembled at the sight of Sheng Ning. In their eyes, Feng Zhenzhen was indeed like a devil, but Sheng Ning clearly seemed more terrifying.

It was she who used Feng Zhenzhen, giving her the power to do all this. As the mastermind, shouldn’t she be more formidable?

That’s also why Chen Yingjie is worried.

”No need to prepare the ginseng tea.”

”...Yes... yes.” The maid fled in panic.

Sheng Ning turned back to watch the maid’s retreating figure, shaking her head with a smirk. This move, although simple and swift, surely got spread out because of the reputation.

”Family Head, what you did was right.” Housekeeper Xing said from the heart.

Now he was completely convinced of Sheng Ning’s leadership, a simple move permanently eliminating future troubles. Such ruthlessness was exactly like the gentleman’s youth. A Feng family head, if soft-hearted, couldn’t firmly establish any standing.