Nuo An did not deny it: "Sir, you are testing Miss Ning Yazhi's love for her mother. Anyway, Miss Ning Yazhi and your biological mother have only met once, and their relationship is not that deep. You don't need to worry about her life or death."
"Shut up!" Ning Yazhi shouted: "I love my mother! I can't ignore her!" She was so angry that her whole body trembled.
Why are you looking at her like that!
Could it be that her mother also thinks so and thinks she will resent her, so she would rather not see her, or even treat herself with such an indifferent attitude?
No, she is not!
Her mother had been in prison for more than 20 years, which was very painful to begin with. She didn't want to think about the reasons. She just wanted her mother to survive.
"In that case, why are you so afraid of meeting Mr. He is the only one who can help you."
Her heart was fighting fiercely, her eyes were uncertain for a long time, and then she gritted her teeth and said, "Take me to see him."
The cloudy sea gives people a depressing feeling, just like Ning Yazhi's mood.
Even the steps became heavier.
Standing in the extremely luxurious living room, Ning Yazhi felt particularly heavy. After struggling for a long time, she had the courage to stand here.
He tried every possible means to escape, thinking that he would never see the devil Mu Chengfeng again in this life.
She stood here again, proving one thing, she was destined to not escape his grasp, everything was under his control.
So what if you are unwilling to do so.
She couldn't just watch her mother suffer in prison. The pain of her mother's cough was still vivid in her mind. She was helpless in pain at that time and wished she was the one who coughed and bleeds.
Thinking of everything her mother has endured over the past twenty years, Ning Yazhi's heart felt like it was being burned.
She stood in the hall waiting for almost an hour, her stubborn eyes full of patience and her back straight.
The servants seemed to have a tacit understanding, but none of them appeared here, let alone talked to her. Noan seemed to disappear into thin air after getting out of the car.
The empty air was eerily still.
Ning Yazhi didn't know how long she stood there before she finally heard footsteps, one step at a time, coming from the stairs covered with milky white marble.
So lightly, yet it struck Ning Yazhi's heart so hard.
With every step she took, she felt her heart beating nervously.
Mu Chengfeng walked step by step in front of Ning Yazhi with a condescending attitude. Mu Chengfeng sat down casually. At this time, the servant miraculously appeared. British-style afternoon tea, a set of valuable silverware, for making black tea,
The small silver plate also contained exquisite and gorgeous pastries.
His behavior was extremely leisurely and elegant, as if he had never seen the Ning Ya in front of him.
Ning Yazhi finally couldn't hold back her anger: "You can't hurt my mother!"
Mu Chengfeng just picked up the porcelain cup with exquisite patterns and took a sip of black tea. Hearing her words, his eyebrows were raised very high. He held the cup and said lightly: "Why should I hurt her?"
"Because of me!" She blurted out: "I know it was my fault for running away. Everything is my fault. You can't hurt my mother. She is innocent."
His eyes fell lightly on her face, and his eyes seemed to have thorns like fine needles, all piercing Ning Yazhi's face.
She could hardly bear the cold light, so she took a deep breath and continued: "Mr. Mu is from the upper class, so he must have a lot of money, right?"