The bustling streets are constantly filled with traffic and people. In this city with an extremely fast pace of life, everyone seems to have a mask with no expression on their face. The high-paced life leaves them no time to care about others.
In life and death, there is only one's own survival in the mind.
In the anxious rush of everyone, the leisurely pace of a mother and son made them look like aliens.
"Ning Xiaobao, walk carefully, there is no wallet on the ground." The woman said softly.
This woman wearing a baggy white shirt, jeans and worn sneakers is called Ning Jing. She is twenty-four years old this year. She is in her prime but is already the mother of a five-year-old boy.
The five-year-old baby Ning Jing is holding is his son Ning Xiaobao. The little guy is wearing a baseball uniform. His bright eyes and fine eyelashes make him look as cute as the male version of Barbie. Hearing Ning Jing’s words
After that, the little guy nodded, and when he was about to say something, he felt a gust of wind coming towards him, and then a tall and thick man bumped into him.
Ning Xiaobao was knocked to pieces. As soon as he got up, he looked for his mother Ning Jing. When he saw that Ning Jing had also been knocked to the ground, she looked even more embarrassed than him.
Ning Xiaobao immediately clenched his fists and yelled at the man's back, "You should say sorry if you bump into someone!"
But the man turned a deaf ear, and the passers-by around him also turned a blind eye to such a scene. Only Ning Xiaobao shook his head dissatisfiedly at the man's back, sighing too maturely as if he felt sorry for the gradually declining morality in this city.
Ning Jing was not angry at all. She patted the dust off Ning Xiaobao's body and said, "Okay, okay, why are you angry? We can't bully others."
"Ning Jing, didn't you see that it was him who knocked us down..." Ning Xiaobao felt a little aggrieved, and his red mouth pouted, like a tempting little cherry, "It was obviously him who bullied us and took the woman
It’s shameless to treat children like weaklings who are easy to bully!”
"Who said that?" A blue cloth wallet appeared in Ning Jing's hand like a magic trick. It was only as big as a palm. "Whoever has the money is the strong one."
Although Ning Xiaobao has long understood his mother's temperament and the unique skills of those three hands, he still can't help but open his mouth - just in the blink of an eye! "You...this belongs to that man?"
"Consider it the compensation he gave us!" Ning Jing said nonchalantly, standing up from the ground, "Let's go, can I buy you a cone?"
Hearing the cone, Ning Xiaobao was uncharacteristically happy today and said, "That's a stolen cone, so you can only eat it."
"But," Ning Jing shook the wallet in her hand. It had a blue background and white flowers, and it looked hand-sewn. "How can any grown man in this world use such a wallet? And his panicked look made it clear that he had just
Stolen. We are also called thieves."
Ning Jing was about to walk forward, but Ning Xiaobao, who was holding her hand, stopped and stared blankly at the roadside. An old woman with gray hair was sitting there crying sadly.
"Whoever sees my wallet, it's money left for my granddaughter's medical treatment. Please do it..."
Ning Xiaobao stared at her mother-in-law and thought for a while, then grabbed Ning Jing's hand, blinked her eyes, and leaned against Ning Jing obediently, "Mommy, could that wallet belong to this mother-in-law?"
Ning Jing said nothing and walked forward as if she didn't hear anything.
"Ning Jing!" Ning Xiaobao was anxious and stood there refusing to leave.
"What's wrong?" Ning Jing leaned forward and looked at Ning Xiaobao impatiently, "Are you going to stand here all the time?"
Ning Xiaobao angrily put his hands behind his back and stared at Ning Jing. Looking at this posture, he didn't intend to take a step away.
Ning Jing frowned slightly, glanced at the old woman, and brushed past her. There was no sympathy in her disdainful eyes. "I'll leave if you don't leave."
"Ning Jing..." Qiao Xiaobao looked anxiously at his mother and then at his mother-in-law, so anxious that he almost shed tears.
At this moment, the old woman suddenly shouted in surprise, "Oh! I found it!" She frowned as she said, "I clearly remember putting it in my pants pocket, how... why is it in the pocket of my clothes? It's really
I’m so confused!”
Ning Jing muttered dissatisfiedly, "Old woman, of course the wallet is safe in the inner pocket of the coat, it deserves to be stolen."
Ning Xiaobao immediately understood what happened, his eyes turned into crescent moons with laughter, and he jumped up and down to chase Ning Jing, "You can't even notice it! How did you do it? It's quite amazing!"
"Of course I'm awesome," Ning Jing pulled Ning Xiaobao into a roadside fast food restaurant, "So follow your mother and me closely, we will only be the ones bullying others from now on."
Ning Xiaobao clapped her hands happily and stood in front of the counter, "You are a good person!"
"What's good about a good person? He has to pay for you a cone out of his own pocket."
Just when Ning Jing was dissatisfied, she took out her wallet and was about to pay, when an unpleasant whisper came into her ears.
"You have a child at such a young age."
"So what, you look so embarrassed, she must have given birth out of wedlock, maybe she is a single mother."
"People nowadays are really terrible. They are not responsible for themselves at all. I can't do such a thing in my life."
Ning Jing took out the money without any pause. Huh, why are you so embarrassed? Even wearing ripped jeans is considered embarrassing? My wealth is enough to scare you to death!
Although she had heard so many words like this, she had long been accustomed to it, but this time Ning Jing felt something strange. She lowered her head and looked at Ning Xiaobao. The little guy's hand was clenching the hem of Ning Jing's clothes tightly, with an angry smile on his face.
Turning red, before Ning Jing could react, the little guy had already rushed in front of the two young women with heavy makeup, "Who is so embarrassed? Who is irresponsible! Can you say that about our Ning Jing?!"
The two women did not expect that the seemingly well-behaved Ning Xiaobao would have such a reaction, and they were stunned. Ning Jing hurriedly ran up to take Ning Xiaobao back, and apologized with a smile on her face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my child is not here."
I'm so polite, I like to talk nonsense, and bite the back of other people's tongues, I'm really sorry!"
Ning Jing's words sounded like she was talking about Ning Xiaobao, and they seemed to be talking about them. The two women's faces turned red and white, and they turned around angrily and continued to order something. Ning Jing shook the cone in her hand and stuffed it into Ning Xiaobao.
Bao hands, "Let's go!"
Ning Xiaobao pouted and suffocated as he walked out with Ning Jing. As soon as he came to the door, he heard the noisy screams of the two women just now.
"Who stole my wallet! Damn it!"
"The thief who kills a thousand cuts!"
The clerk covered his ears and looked at the two of them helplessly, "You two ladies, do you still want to buy something?"
The two of them had nowhere to vent their anger. They glared at the clerk fiercely, angrily picked up their bags and walked out the door.
Ning Xiaobao looked at Ning Jing doubtfully. She was already standing outside the door, holding a cone with a proud face. Ning Xiaobao sighed softly, "Ning Jing, their wallets are also yours."
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"What's wrong?" Ning Jing noticed Xiaobao's sigh and said dissatisfied: "You have to pay a price for speaking ill of others behind their backs."
"But," Ning Xiaobao pouted, with a righteous look on his face, "can't we not steal things?"
Ning Jing knelt down and wiped the ice cream from Ning Xiaobao's face, tutting her tongue, "Your mother, I have to feed you. If you don't steal things, how can you get ice cream or good clothes? Anyway, I have everything.
It's stolen, you don't have to leave it if you're not happy."
"Everything?" Ning Xiaobao lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, "Even me?"
"Yes, even you."
Ning Xiaobao looked up at Ning Jing, and the warm afternoon sunlight shone on her face, reflecting a halo.
Half angel, half Shura.
Ning Jing is a thief, but not a liar. Her principle is to only steal things and never lie to others.
Yes, Ning Xiaobao was indeed stolen by Ning Jing. As she said, everything around her was stolen.
Poor people must be hateful, and in the same way, hateful people are forced to do so because of their pity. No one wants to be a thief when they are born, including Ning Jing. She lost her father at the age of six and was kicked out of the house by her stepmother.
Her stubbornness made her refuse to go back even to death. If this girl with no way of making a living had not relied on her three hands, she would have died on the road long ago.
As for Ning Xiaobao, it’s a long story.
That was six years ago. At that time, Ning Jing was eighteen years old. She was already a very powerful little thief. She was not rich and prosperous, but she had no worries about food and clothing. Ning Jing knew that there is a saying that "the early bird catches more worms"
", Diligence is the only criterion on the road to stealing!
That night was no different from usual. Ning Jing, who followed the principle of diligence, sat at the bar of the nightclub, drinking juice alone out of boredom.
A waterfall-like shawl long hair makes her fair shoulders and neck looming. The wildness reflected in the black vest and tight ripped jeans is offset by the neat and cute bangs. Her water-cut eyes are full of tears because she did not focus on the right target.
She showed a hint of melancholy, her eyelashes as dense as fans hung down lazily, her shoulders were slightly shrugged, strands of hair fell, and her face was half-covered while holding a pipa, which was breathtaking.
Men's eyes were attracted to Ning Jing, but they didn't know that this melancholic beauty had a heart that was deeply sinister and hopeless, like a spider in a web, waiting for its prey to take the bait.
Ning Jing's eyes seemed to glance over several men casually, but her eyes were very professional in checking the men's clothing brands, watches, and types of drinks. She quickly screened and determined the level of all the men: poor guy,
Well-off, very rich, extremely rich!
Unfortunately, she was unlucky today and didn't find any target she liked. Ning Jing yawned, a little impatient, frowned and stood up to leave.
Damn it, you have to pay for a glass of juice. What do you call this? What a waste! How can this be worthy of your professional ethics? You must find someone to get your money back!
When Ning Jing was greeting God in her heart, she had already walked to the door without realizing it. When she looked around, her body was firmly planted on a wall of people!
Oops, Ning Jing was hit so hard that she almost fell to the ground. She was rubbing her head and was about to have a seizure when she saw a handsome face in front of her - he was the one who grabbed her waist just now, otherwise she might
He had already fallen down unsightly.
The big hand on her waist was very powerful. Ning Jing looked up along the arm. Although she had definitely seen a lot of good things, she couldn't help but be shocked at that time.
The suit worn by this "human wall" was a limited edition suit by Zegna. Ning Jing recognized it at a glance because its fabric was very special. It was woven from wool measured in microns and was thinner than silk.
After the style design was completed in Italy, the precious fabrics were specially brought to Switzerland for production due to climate requirements. Even the buttons were made of animal horns.
If Ning Jing remembered correctly, the price of this suit seemed to be 130,000 euros.