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This was extremely good news. Even the dignified Young Master Fu had been rejected by a woman one day.

Fu Huayong:...

Fu Huayong's supercilious look caused Han Chen to think that he had guessed Fu Huayong's thoughts. His entire body trembled with pride, if it was music again, he would probably jump up and down.

"Ning Jin, I can only say that you are too naive. If it wasn't for Fu Huayong, you probably would still be in my hands, treating me as the man you entrusted your life to, right?"

He Qiu lowered his body, his eyes as deep as water staring straight into the eyes of the man below him, the fingers that held Ning Jin's hand turned white.

Ning Jin smiled, it was not that he was playing with her in his hands, it was that she was escaping from the negative influence He Qiu had on her.

"Do you feel that my face is very familiar? Does it look very similar to someone you knew in the past?" Like your childhood sweetheart? "

He Qiu said those words in a very casual manner. His face did not seem like he was pretending or doing anything intentionally, but the bloodthirsty and cold smile on the corner of his mouth made Ning Jin's mind spin, and the content of these words made her widen his eyes even more.

Ning Jin, who was constantly struggling in the dark, was also stunned. He asked in shock: "You, who are you exactly? What exactly is your relationship with He Ze? "

Other than the fact that she could clearly see his face, everything else in the living room was blurry. However, her hair that was scattered about, and her slightly moist eyes, were exceptionally clear in He Qiu's eyes.

Did she cry?

Because of the man who had always wanted her dead?

For no reason, the sinister smile on his mouth widened. He Qiu released one of his hands, and used his forefinger and thumb to strongly press against Ning Jin's chin.

"Do you really want to know?"

He Qiu raised his eyebrows and asked, and then laughed out loud.

"Does it feel very familiar, because my face is very similar to the man you hurt?"

's words immediately caused Ning Jin's throat to feel extremely sour. She knew that He Qiu was definitely related to his, whether it was his name, this face, or the initial reason he had come into contact with her.

She had never seen him before, if not she would have remembered him, which was why she lost control of herself the moment she saw He Qiu. However, she didn't expect that people who had an angelic face would bring her the journey to hell.

Wasn't this a huge joke?

"What exactly is your relationship with him? Why are you so against me?"

Ning Jin suppressed the waves in his heart and asked. He Qiu did not say a word, but his face looked even more sarcastic: "Can't you tell what relationship I have with him?"

With that question, Ning Jin immediately guessed that with an ordinary appearance, he could only be twins. However, he was Russian and He Ze was not, so what?

Ning Jin suddenly thought of his father who disappeared from He Ze's mind. Maybe his father was a Russian?

After He Ze left that time, she had been trying to find out his whereabouts, but there was no news that made her despair. I believe that He Ze planned to hide from her for his entire life just because of that misunderstanding, which she didn't have the time to explain.

Compared to him, everything about He Qiu didn't seem to be that important. If He Qiu had done all sorts of things to her, she didn't think too much about it. However, when someone who was closest to her betrayed her in their hearts, the pain was difficult for her to feel.

When Ning Jin opened his mouth again, he calmed down a lot, but his voice was shaking.

"Is, is he okay now?"

With that said, He Qiu's grip on Ning Jin's chin loosened up quite a bit.

But then he doubled his strength.

She asked him what a dead man was.

Just as He Qiu was about to speak of the news of He Ze's death, the sound of Fu Huayong knocking the door came over. Ning Jin was subconsciously preparing to speak, but he quickly covered his mouth with He Qiu's hands.

"Mmm mmm …"

Ning Jin immediately struggled fiercely, waving his hands and feet nonstop. He Qiu was struck by a lot of hands that were capable of pressing her body down, but he did not move an inch.

Ning Jin was stunned, and directly opened her mouth to bite the hand He Qiu placed next to her mouth. Ning Jin could strongly feel the blood on her lips, and the smell of the blood made her realize, no matter what He Qiu was He Ze's from the start to end, in her heart, only He Ze was the only one, and standing on the stage, He Qiu was only an enemy that she had a close relationship with.

He Qiu only frowned in pain as he swatted Ning Jin on the face. Following after was a sharp and clear sound of slapping, followed by a scorching pain and an intense ringing in his ears.

He Qiu quickly took out the blanket on the sofa and stuffed it into Ning Jin's mouth. He then pulled Ning Jin and sat up from the sofa, the moment Ning Jin stood up, there was a loud sound from the door, and Fu Huayong kicked the door.

This was the only chance she had to save herself. She could not give up, but before she could even take a step, He Qiu had already grabbed her by the back of her collar, because she did not have the chance to react and fell on her butt. The pain in her butt almost made her cry.

He Qiu looked at the direction of the door, his heart thumping hard. He couldn't tell if Fu Huayong would come in.

"Mmm mmm …" Ning Jin let out a whimpering sound. Actually, she wanted to tell Fu Huayong that he already knew about this sound when he was free to speak, and when Ning Jin was struggling, he saw a potted plant not far from her. It was a glass filled with water and then filled with bamboo.

Since He Qiu was grabbing onto the back of her neck, he couldn't open the door at all. It was also a distance away from Ning Jin's kick landing on the glass bottle, but other than a dull thud, there was nothing else. Fu Huayong's body trembled uncontrollably.

Because after the bottle fell to the ground, it didn't break at all.

She was also not sure if Fu Huayong, who was not here yet, heard anything either.

Ning Jin's actions had completely infuriated He Qiu, he gave him another two slaps on the face, the malevolence on his face caused people to be afraid, "Don't move!"