An extremely light smile suddenly fell from the corner of Nanfeng Ninghong's mouth, just like the ripples on the lake surface, leaving a trace of unspeakable purity.
Ren Xiaoyin was stunned. Looking at Nanfeng Ninghong's smile, she actually had a terrifying feeling of being seen through everything.
"Ning... Ning Hong, I..." Ren Xiaoyin seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Nan Feng Ning Hong's extremely indifferent eyes.
His light blue eyes were like a lake, seemingly able to see clearly all the thoughts in his heart.
What is hidden cannot be seen by human eyes.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, I call you Miss Ren." Nanfeng Ninghong said indifferently. Suddenly, there was no trace of expression in his light blue eyes. That expression was like looking at an extremely strange person.
Ren Xiaoyin was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.
Since he was ten years old, he has never become His Highness in front of her, and he has always called her Xiaoyin affectionately. However, at this moment...
But at this moment, he called her Miss Ren Er.
"Ning..." Before Ren Xiaoyin could say anything, a burst of purple fighting spirit from Nanfeng Ninghong roared towards him, his breath was fierce and ruthless.
Ren Xiaoyin wanted to escape, but the strong pressure from all around restrained her, and she was unable to fight back.
"Second Miss Ren, Your Highness thinks it is better to fulfill the engagement. I, the Yufeng Royal Family, will not do such treacherous things." Nanfeng Ninghong said calmly, and turned around to leave, leaving behind Ren Xiaoyin and the confused person.
Black hair all over the place.
On the other hand, Xiaoyao, who returned to the room, was unusually silent.
She has never been so powerless, being slaughtered by those people but not having the slightest ability to fight back.
A few hours ago, she was Mr. Ren of China's Great Shopping Mall. A few hours later, she was in this unknown place, being bullied and aggrieved. She was really unlucky.
However, Ren Xiaoyao's body really has no spiritual power at all. No matter how hard she tries, she can't do anything without spiritual power as the foundation.
However, she doesn't want to be manipulated like this, she absolutely doesn't want it.
The black eyes slowly became endlessly deep, and the bottom of them became extremely misty. There seemed to be a thin layer of resolute light attached to the stunning face, making it look unusually determined.