"You have to understand that your position as the head of the family was given to you by me. If I don't help you settle everything, you think you really got to the position on your own. You look down on me and don't understand the Nangong family. You will have to pay for it after all.
The price. I won't let the Nangong family fall like this. You have to pay back the debt you owe, understand?" Tina tapped Nangong Liyue's acupuncture points, her voice as cold as ice.
Nangong Liyue's eyes were red. She looked at Tina in disbelief, "Didn't you say you love me? Is this how you love me? Is this how you destroyed me? Why... why are you like this too?"
I change my heart easily, what do you want me to do? Do you really want me to die to make you happy?"
"Nangong Liyue, you are no longer a child. There are some things that I don't need to say at all. What is the meaning of the existence of the Nangong family? What are my feelings for you? You should have thought about it a long time ago. I am not a doll.
, you can hurt yourself however you want. People... once the hurt accumulates to the extreme, they will rebelliously never want to contact the person who hurt her. That’s how I am! So don’t imagine that everyone has it.
Stockholm Syndrome, you can do whatever you want." Tina said and stood up, turned off the monitor, and then took her mobile phone to make a call.
At this moment, what she had to do was to send Nangong Liyue to Ye Feifei as soon as possible.
They must give an explanation to Ye Feifei and the Xiao family. Although this explanation is of no use, they must do it.
Otherwise, the Nangong family will also suffer.
At the port, the children burst into tears, and Lu Xiaoxiao even vomited blood sadly.
The bodyguards don't know how to contact Ye Feifei now. But if something happens to Miss Xiao Er, they will eventually notify her.
After thinking for a while, a bodyguard called the Xiao family.
Ye Feifei was doing handwork, but for some reason today, she couldn't do it well, as if there was something stuck in her chest and she couldn't get out.
Then, a beautiful little toy in her hand fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
Then Xiao Ling came over with a very bad expression.
"Husband, what's wrong? You look so bad. Did someone make you unhappy?" Ye Feifei asked with a smile.
Xiao Ling was silent and did not answer.
Seeing him like this, Ye Feifei felt even more worried, so she walked over, hugged Xiao Ling's arm, smiled every day, and asked: "Hurry up and tell me, what is going on? If you don't talk like this, I will worry."
Xiao Ling held Ye Feifei's face, her voice was a little hoarse, "Feifei, you have to hold on, okay?"
"You...what do you mean? Why should I hold on?" Ye Feifei's heart ached inexplicably, and she had a bad premonition, "Husband, didn't something happen?"
Xiao Ling frowned, but finally said, "Something happened to the little baby."
"What? Is she injured? How is she now? Is she in the hospital in Xindao? Hurry up and arrange a private plane so we can see her as soon as possible. Do you agree?" Ye Feifei said.
Xiao Ling held her tightly in his arms, kissed the top of her hair, and said in a trembling voice: "The baby will be at the morgue in Xindao."
"You...what did you say? Xiao Ling, what did you say to me? What happened to the little baby? What happened to her? Tell me again, do you understand? Tell me again!" Ye Feifei shouted excitedly, she