Mo ning returned to the dormitory.
Along the way, she didnât know how many people were pointing at her.
The look of admiration and jealousy in her eyes had also become strange. Obviously, she couldnât accept the collapse of her public image.
She had already anticipated these changes. She pushed open the door calmly and saw Yan Sinian lying on her bed.
âBaby, Iâve really underestimated you.â âItâs such a pity that youâre not an actress,â Yan Sinian said.
He had never toyed with a womanâs feelings before, yet mo ning had come up with this trick.
Mo ning took a towel and wiped her face.âIâm already being merciful by not killing her,â she said expressionlessly.
Huo run should be glad that she was reincarnated in a good family, otherwise she would have been killed long ago.
âYouâre still too soft-hearted,â
Yan Sinian ignored the rules of the dormitory and lit a cigarette, his eyes still hazy.
âIn the end, youâre just a ...â
He didnât finish his sentence.
In Yan Sinianâs eyes, mo ning was extremely soft-hearted.
She had been holding back since she was about to kill Lu Zhaoyang.
Even in the last assassination, when dealing with the bodyguards, she did not choose to kill them directly, but only made them lose their combat ability.
It could be seen that no matter how heartless she pretended to be, her heart was still soft.
âI canât kill her.â
Mo ning took out the gun that Yan Sinian had given her the last time and put it behind her waist.
âShe still has one last bit of use.â
She had chosen to use this method to make Huo run pay for both Liu Beibei and Lu Zhaoyang.
How could she not be heartbroken when her beloved daughter was emotionally hurt?
It might even bring about some unexpected effects.
âOh, I understand.â
Yan Sinian exhaled a cloud of smoke and walked to mo ning with a mysterious smile.
âThis is your last chance.â
âYes.â
Mo ning lay on the bed with a determined look in her eyes.âI will take this last chance!â She said.
After that, she left country Z with her mother.
Yan Sinian looked at her for a long while before he leaned over her. He placed his arms on her side and chuckled.âI look forward to that day.â
His warm breath accompanied his deep and unfathomable voice.
ââ¦â¦â
Mo ning did not waste her breath on him. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she closed her eyes.
One last time!
It was either success or death!
ââ
The Huo mansion.
âMommy!â
Lu Zhaoyang, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, heard a hoarse cry. She immediately stood up and walked to the door.
As soon as she reached the entrance, she saw a white figure pouncing over and hugging her. It happened to touch her broken arm, which made her suck in a breath of cold air, but she did not push the person away.
âRanran, whatâs wrong?â
Huo runâs hands were shaking as she hugged Lu Zhaoyang. She buried her face in Lu Zhaoyangâs shoulder and could not speak. She could only cry.
Until ...
âLet go!â
A cold male voice drifted down from afar, like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, directly waking Huo ran up from her rationality.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she let go of her hand reflexively. She saw that Lu Zhaoyangâs face had turned pale from the pain, and she apologized in a panic,âmommy, Iâm sorry. I didnât notice ...â
âItâs okay, donât worry,â
Lu Zhaoyang glared at Huo Yunting who was walking down the stairs, and took Huo ranâs hand to sit down in the living room.
âWhat happened to you?â