Novel Full Chapter 3087: You Think Your Hands Are Clean?
Chapter 3087: You Think Your Hands Are Clean?
Ning Shu felt that killing these siblings would be easy.
Gong Rong’s rebuttal really made Ning Shu feel speechless.
“You think your hands are clean?” Ning Shu asked.
“Are they not?” Gong Rong shot back.
Gong Rong suddenly grabbed Ning Shu’s hands and turned them over to examine them. “Can you swear that your hands are clean?”
“They’re not.” They had been stained with blood. Along the way, she had saved people, but she’d killed as well. How could they be clean?
But Ning Shu at least had a clear conscience.
She pulled her hand away from Gong Rong’s grasp. After he touched her, Ning Shu felt goosebumps rise all over her body.
“You’re angry and upset, but it’s only because you’re angry at your own powerlessness. You also came here for money, so why are you trying to act like some innocent victim now?
“SR Conglomerate’s money didn’t fall from the sky, so of course it can’t be given away for nothing. Besides, that ten million is real, only that it’s meant for the sole survivor.”Ning Shu stared coldly at him. She tilted her head as if to say, ‘Go on, keep talking nonsense.’
“Did I hold a knife to your throats and force you to join the show?
“Did I hold a knife to your throats and make you kill each other?
“If you had even a shred of reason, if you’d just thought about it, you wouldn’t have joined.
“You’re all willing participants in this.”
Ning Shu nodded. “Right, right. It’s all our fault. You guys are so innocent, truly the purest lot of white lotuses.”
She looked over at Gong Fu, who was wearing a headset, and asked, “Is she going to be the heir to SR Conglomerate?
“Was this whole thing a test for her?”
Gong Rong nodded and said, “It’s about time I stepped down.”
Ning Shu’s eyes moved slightly. She asked again, “You said you were sick. Was that true?”
Gong Rong nodded. “Of course it’s true.”
“What kind of illness do you have?”
“Guess.”
“Brain illness.”
Ning Shu propped up her chin and stared at Gong Rong’s back. If the heir of SR Conglomerate died, that would be amazing.
It would leave this nutjob Gong Rong crushed with grief. That’d be just perfect.
“I remember your mother needed a kidney transplant. You’ve even found a donor, and she’s ready for surgery at any time?”
Though it sounded like a question, Gong Rong’s tone made it clear it was a statement of fact.
Ning Shu narrowed her eyes. This pair of siblings were really skilled at digging into people’s weaknesses.
Ning Shu neither confirmed nor denied it. She only stared at Gong Rong.
“Is it something to be proud of, digging into other people’s weak spots like this?” Ning Shu asked, a little incredulously.
She really didn’t dare make a move right now. She had no idea what condition the entrustor’s mother was currently in.
The entrustor had joined this show all for the sake of her mother.
That was the mother who had been with her through thick and thin.
Now, Ning Shu understood. This so-called ‘survival show’ was merely a guise. SR Conglomerate had put it up as a front through the TV station.
What they were really playing was a live-action game.
“We’re not on the same level. Our worldviews are different.
“It’s like how some audiences love watching bullfighting. The matador knows it’s dangerous, and knows they could be gored to death, but they do it anyway, for the money. If the matador dies, is that the fault of the audience who’ve come to watch the show?”
Ning Shu said blandly, “Don’t talk to me about worldviews. I haven’t even viewed the world yet.”
Ah, when would she finally finish constructing her own world?
“In other words, they had it coming. And you think you’re so innocent, while we’re the cruel, rich villains.
“Every social class has its privileges. Otherwise, why do people work so hard to climb up? The pursuit of fairness is something only the weak and lowly cling to.”