Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[261 Forget it...]

Zhizhi looked up at Nangongjue, and asked in a deep voice: "That day, you told me that you would solve it, and this is the result you want to give me, isn't it?"

Nangong Jue's eyes were deep, his brows were furrowed, his face was forbearing, but his tone was still firm, "Don't make trouble."

"Am I making trouble again?" She asked softly, her eyes were in disbelief, "Nangongjue, tell me, what's wrong with me?"

Nangong Jue pursed her thin lips tightly, wanted to say, but held back, could only look at her painful eyes, and said in a low voice: "This is... what I owe the Lu family."

That's right... what he owes to the Lu family, what he owes to Lu Lan...

But what does this have to do with her, Song Xiaozhi?

Zhizhi's eyes gradually turned cold, and the smile on his lips became colder, "I have no objection to what you owe to the Lu family, even if you pay it with your own life, but this mine belongs to my little stone." , I will not send anything to the Lu family."

After the words fell, she turned and left.

Nangong Jue took a step forward and grabbed her arm, "Lu Qianning is because of me..."

"Because Ah Jue went to save you, Qian Ning was robbed and raped." Master Lu sat in the back and answered coldly, looking at Zhizhi's eyes with obvious hatred, "Could it be that Qian Ning Should you suffer like this?"

Zhizhi stopped in her tracks, did not speak to Master Lu, and turned to look at Nangongjue.

There was pain, struggle, and guilt in his eyes.

It's just that she doesn't know if this guilt is towards herself or Lu Qianning.

For a time, all the sorrow poured into my heart.

Zhizhi withdrew her eyes and looked at the white and shiny wall in front of her, with a bit of bitterness on her lips.

She just wanted to love a man purely and well, but someone always told her that the man she loved once had a nearly perfect woman, a woman she could never match, and no one could replace her, and there was his memory woman.

She didn't want to demand that his past be zero, but she didn't want to endure everyone reminding herself every day that her man would never forget a woman named Lu Lan.

Lu Lan is dead.

She didn't have any ability to compete, and she didn't even have the chance to fight back. Lu Lan was his memory, a memory she couldn't participate in. Lu Lan left eternal pain in his heart, and also left the deepest mark. The important thing is that he would rather let the Lu family's vampires like blood-sucking insects absorb the Nangong family than betray his guilt towards Lu Lan.

He couldn't forget it firmly, couldn't get rid of it coldly, and didn't really want to get rid of it... Otherwise, why would the Lu family, who should have left long ago, still appear here.

He can't forget Lu Lan, never will.

Now, plus Lu Qianning, he owes Lu Qianning because of himself...

Should she feel guilty, or apologize to Lu Qianning?

No, she didn't want to do any of these things. Being caught in such an endless whirlpool made him suffer, and so did she.

Will the Lu family stop just because they got the mine—impossible.

Nangong will never completely get rid of the Lu family just because he gave away the mine.

Enough is enough.

What happened to Lu Lan, what happened to Lu Qianning, and how Nangong Jue wanted to make up for it had nothing to do with her.

If it was such a tired love, she would rather choose not to!

Forget it...

Zhizhi looked at him with indifference in his eyes, "Lu Qianning was harmed because of me, do you hate me?"

Nangong Jue shook his head.

Zhizhi looked at him, thinking of the decision she had made, in an instant, a large amount of water appeared in her eyes, and even his face became blurred in her eyes.

She smiled faintly, with tears in her eyes, "Since the president doesn't blame me, it doesn't matter whether Ms. Lu is dead or injured. I don't have to explain how much the president owes her and how he wants to pay her back. I will also immediately contact the BOSS to cancel the mission at any cost, from now on... the mission relationship between you and me is over... never again..."

There was a bitterness in her throat, and she raised her hand to grab the hand that was holding her, and shook her head, "It doesn't matter anymore."

Nangong Jue felt as if his heart had been twisted by a knife, and whispered with pain in his eyes, "No, I won't agree."

"Nangongjue, if you say no to me again, take back your decision to send the ore."

Zhizhi looked up at him, waiting for him, but he didn't nod, and still said in that cold tone, "No."

Zhizhi's heart was completely cold, and Su Han, who couldn't find a trace of heat, smiled, "Let go of me, or you will regret it."

He stared at her without letting go.

She raised her hand and took out the fruit knife she brought out from the ward, and stabbed it down fiercely. The speed was very fast and the strength was very strong. The knife set off a gust of cold wind between the arms of the two of them...

Piercing his cuffs, his shirt, the blood stained his dark coat in an instant, dripping from the cuffs, dripping onto Zhizhi's pure white shoes, winding down...

There was no surprise on Zhizhi's face, when he raised his eyes to look at him, he asked coldly, "You want me to kill you again, don't you?"

Nangong Jue gritted his teeth tightly, held her arm tightly, and quietly said three words, "Mine Transport Order."

Song Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, with a stern sneer on the corner of his mouth, without saying anything, he raised the knife and stabbed his arm with another knife...

This knife stabbed more ruthlessly and poisonously.

"I said it," her voice sounded so quietly in the corridor, "It's a stone thing, I won't give it to the Lu family, I want to take the ore transportation order from the stone, unless you step on my dead body."

She felt his hand holding her arm tightened, a trembling tightness.

Zhizhi saw that the arm he was holding her was completely dyed bright red, half of the arm was bloody and thick, and the black shirt was dyed purple red, gorgeous and ugly.

If he continued to stop her, then her next knife would be on his main artery, Zhizhi gritted her teeth thinking about it, but couldn't help but tremble all over.

I'm so scared... I've never been so scared to take out a knife.

But his insistence made her feel chilled and angry,

When Zhizhi stared at his arm and raised the knife again, there was a loud shout from beside him, "Bastard, don't stop!"

Before Zhizhi had time to turn her head, she felt a gust of cold wind hit her cheeks, and there was a loud slap on her face. She staggered, and was actually pushed a meter away by the slap.

The knife fell to the ground with a clang, and she hit the wall with a muffled groan, her shoulders began to ache.

She covered her face and looked up, it was Mrs. Nangong—Meng Yao.

As expected of an old lady in charge, this slap made her powerless to resist.

Zhizhi saw that Mengyao was about to charge towards her with a short stick in her hand, the cold and harsh wind of the stick slashed across her face, so close at hand, but it never hit her in the face.

Nangong Jue pulled Meng Yao back and whispered, "She's right."

Meng Yao turned back and shouted, "She's not wrong, could it be that Qian Ning is at fault? If it wasn't because of her, how could Qian Ning suffer such a thing! This is not only the responsibility of the Nangong family, but also your responsibility, Ah Jue, Wake up, I just realized that this woman has a child with her, such an ignorant woman, how do you know where he came from..."

"Old madam", Zhizhi interrupted her sharply, "At least investigate clearly before scolding people, don't dig your own grave, don't you know that my child is a descendant of your Nangong family?"

Hearing this, Meng Yao's complexion changed drastically, and his complexion instantly became extremely nervous...

She held onto the guide stick with trembling hands, and tried her best to restrain the trembling in her throat, "Whose...child!"

Zhizhi got up slowly, looked at Nangong Jue who was standing on the old lady of Nangong looking at her deeply, bit her lips, and said hesitantly, "He..."

"He is my child."

A gentle male voice quietly interrupted Zhizhi's words.

The sound of footsteps gradually came from far and near, and finally, they stood beside Liao Zhizhi.

The man supported Zhizhi's shoulders, and hugged her who was staggering in his arms, his tone was still clear and flawless, "Song Xiaotou, this is my child, Mrs. Nangong, pay attention to your words."

Zhizhi turned to look at the still pale and weak man beside him, and murmured softly, "Nangong Mo..."

"I know." Nangong Mo saw the palm print on her face, and anyone could see the distress in his eyes. "I have ordered someone to take the stone away, don't worry."

The old lady's tense expression just now calmed down when she heard Nangong Mo's confession, she turned to Nangong Jue and said, "Did you hear that, Ah Jue, now, what do you want to say for this woman!"

Nangong Jue was shocked, his face was so dark that Zhizhi had never seen before, he saw that Zhizhi was leaning against Nangong Mo's arms without moving, and he did not speak, he pressed his lips tightly, and asked in a low voice: "Is that so? "

Zhizhi didn't avoid his eyes, and smiled coldly, "Why, the president is not sexual for Miss Lu, of course the stone can't be yours."

Nangong Jue clenched his hands tightly, as if he had been stepped on a pain point, and his face was extremely painful.

When the old lady heard Zhizhi's words, her hands still trembled unconsciously, and her face wearing sunglasses turned towards Song Xiaozhi's direction with some unspeakable apprehension...

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