Chu Ning froze for a moment, then thought that she had no reason to be so fearful of her enemy, so she turned and walked away.

In the middle of the night, Chu Ning was awoken by a nightmare. She touched her forehead and broke out in a cold sweat. After calming down, she forced herself to close her eyes and sleep. However, the moment she closed them, she would see her mother's distorted bloody face and her father being blown away by a ticking time bomb!

These dreams were like the ivy growing in the depths of her consciousness. Whenever she closed her eyes at night, they would appear and bind her tightly.

Unable to sleep, she began to get upset. She got out of bed, pulled the suitcase over to her, and carefully took out her pistol from the bed.

When he arrived in front of Nangong Mo's door, he found that his bedroom door was open. The bedside lamp was on, but the inside was empty.

Cold sweat broke out all over her body. Subconsciously, she hid the gun behind her back and continued to move forward with her bare feet carefully. However, when she passed by the study, she found that there was a dim light shining from inside.

Holding his breath, he carefully opened the door of the study. There was no one at the desk, so he looked inside for a long time. Finally, he saw the man in the corner beside the bookshelf.

At this moment, Nangong Mo's appearance shocked Chu Ning! His two hands tightly embraced herself as he curled up in the corner. It was unknown what she was holding in her embrace, but she had fallen asleep just like that!

Gritting her teeth, she tiptoed to his front, afraid that she would wake him up. It was only when he was right in front of him that Chu Ning realized that he was actually holding Blackie, who had been personally killed by him!

At this moment, Blackie was clearly completely stiff. The snow on his body had melted into small puddles of water on the ground. As for the blood on Blackie's head, it rubbed all over his body, but he did not notice it at all. He did not know who he dreamt of and what kind of good things he dreamt of, but there was actually a faint smile on his lips.

Looking at this scene, Chu Ning suddenly felt the gun in her hand becoming heavier by a thousand pounds. At this moment, facing the defenseless Nangong Mo, she was actually unable to strike!

She suddenly felt that she was so useless and useless!

At this moment, in her eyes, Nangong Mo was just a pitiful person. She desperately wanted to grab some warmth and some feelings.

However, due to his identity, environment, and experience, he didn't even know how to pursue or urge her to stay. That was why he had to push what he wanted further and further away from him …

He was clearly the greatest victim, the most innocent moment, yet at this moment, he felt such a sense of compassion!

Every time she raised her gun, she was unable to pull the trigger!

The third time she raised her gun, her hands were trembling. But at this moment, she suddenly saw two thin lines of blood flowing out of Nangong Mo's nostrils …

The next morning, when Chu Ning came out of her bedroom, Nangong Mo's bedroom door was tightly shut. As she passed by the study room, she discovered that the door was also tightly locked.

Downstairs, Aunt Yun had already rushed back early in the morning, saying that Nangong Mo had left early in the morning.

Chu Ning had no interest in Nangong Mo's whereabouts.

As her job was special and she always started work at night, after she finished her meal, she just sat on the sofa in a daze.

When Aunt Yun saw that she did not read the newspapers nor watch television, and knew that she was working at night, she could not help but urge her to rest. She raised her head and smiled, and could not help but ask about Nangong Mo's matters.

Aunt Yun had been with Nangong Mo for nearly twenty years, so she naturally understood everything about Nangong Mo. Thinking about how Chu Ning was the first girl Nangong Mo brought back, she told him everything she knew without any resentment. Only now did Chu Ning have a fuller understanding of Nangong Mo. She also knew a bit about Nangong Yi's matters from when she was young.

It turned out that Nangong Mo was not only an illegitimate child, but her mother's identity was not very glorious either. To put it bluntly, she was just selling them.

However, his mother did not sell it out of her own free will. Instead, she was sold, and in the process of being sold, she met Nangong Mo's father, Nan Gong Qi. NanGong Qi saw that his mother was very good-looking, and that she was also extremely intelligent. She admired her in her heart, so she bought her and kept her as a lover.

At that time, NanGong Qi wanted to consolidate his position in the family, so he married Nangong Yi's mother.

As the principal wife, Nangong Yi's mother was first pregnant and gave birth to Nangong Yi. At that time, Nangong Yi's mother didn't know that Nan Gong Qi had a lover outside … Until Nangong Yi was six years old, when Nangong Mo was brought into the house … Afterwards, Nangong Yi's mother suddenly died and she was sent away … Nangong Mo was left behind as an illegitimate child. Although his identity was never made public, but in the entire upper class society, this was already an open secret.

However, in the eyes of many, the Nangong family only had one young master, and that was Nangong Yi …

"I've watched this kid grow up. I remember him being dirty when we first arrived. I heard that he was found in the slums. His mother was also ruthless. For some reason, she suddenly left him and disappeared without a trace. When he first arrived at the Nangong Family, he ignored everyone and was extremely stubborn. He just wanted to run. The servants were all somewhat afraid, because they had never seen such a willful child before. Afterwards, he didn't know what kind of method Eldest Young Master used to make him behave. At that time, he got along well with Eldest Young Master. Almost inseparable. The wife was overjoyed to see their brotherly love. The Madam had always felt sorry for the Second Young Master since he was young. He had suffered a lot, so she felt especially sorry for the Second Young Master. However, later on … Sigh, the eldest wife suddenly died in a car accident, and the eldest young master was sent away. Every day, he would run to the door to watch the Eldest Young Master come back. However, he had waited for many years and there was no news from the Eldest Young Master at all. At that time, the Second Young Master was alone and could not get along with the other children. Fortunately, Young Master Mo suddenly changed his attitude and became as cheerful as before. Other than liking to run around and cause trouble in the slums, there's nothing wrong with it. "

Chu Ning frowned when he heard this. She had never thought that someone like Nangong Mo would be living in a slums.

Thinking about it, Nangong Mo was only four or five years old back then. How could such a child live in such a dirty neighborhood? Fighting, kidnapping, and selling is a frequent occurrence.

"Madam Minamiya, what kind of person are you? Aren't you very beautiful?" Chu Ning pretended to be infatuated but asked with ulterior motives.

The moment Nangong Yi's mother was mentioned, Aunt Yun became spirited and kept praising how virtuous and dignified Nangong Yi's mother was, and how magnanimous and magnanimous he was.

"Then have you seen Young Master Mo's mother before?"

"I've only seen this one or two times. In my impression, it was an extremely beautiful and fashionable woman. Ever since young master Mo was brought back, she had only visited twice. " As Aunt Yun spoke, she could not help but sigh, "Ah, her birth is not good. I believe that no matter how much Old Master feels for her, he would not let her in and out of the Nangong Family's residence. Moreover, it was already unfair for her and the old master to give birth to Young Master Mo. At that time, Madam's family hadn't declined, and they definitely wouldn't have tolerated such things … "

When Chu Ning heard this, her heart turned cold. From what Aunt Yun had said, the grudge between Nangong Mo and Nangong Yi was probably similar to her own. It was hard to say if it involved the grudges of the previous generation.