"No, sister Pei Pei, I really beg Cheng Ningyuan. Can I not live under the same roof with him? It's only the first day. He began to run on me before he moved in!" Wen Xin murmured and her mouth sprinkled Jiao.

Peige shook his head and said with a smile, "I can't decide this. He has arranged everything for you. All right, hurry up and move the rest of the luggage. Let's hurry up."

Wenxin knew it was impossible, so he had to carry his luggage bitterly.

Cheng Ningyuan just came out again and smiled at him with an unkind smile. Wen Xin saw Cheng Ningyuan's arrogant appearance. The whole popularity was so bad that his eyelids didn't turn up: "hum! Wait and see!"

It's evening to pack up and interview materials. Because the three people are tired of catching the plane and packing up these things, they casually ordered some takeout and dealt with dinner.

Cheng Ningyuan is still not used to eating. He promised Wen Xin and Pei Ge that he would start buying vegetables and cooking from tomorrow. Pei Ge is certainly happy, because she knows that Cheng Ningyuan must be used to living independently with the old host in the mountains since she was a child. She should be able to wash, cook and clean up easily.

But Wenxin is filled with an expression waiting to see a good play

Before going to bed, Cheng Ningyuan brought Peige a glass of water and a cup of hot milk and knocked on the door: "sister Pei, did you sleep?"

Peige was getting ready to get into the quilt. Hearing that it was Cheng Ningyuan, he whispered back to the door: "not yet. What's up? Come in."

Seeing Cheng Ning drinking milk with hot water, Pei Ge smiled and said, "is it Shen Feng who told you?" While asking, he reached out and took the end plate from Cheng Ningyuan's hand, then turned sideways to open the first drawer of the bedside table, took out a box of tablets from the inside, skillfully peeled one and put it in his mouth, and swallowed the water from the far end of Cheng Ning.

"Elder sister Pei Pei, why do you take medicine for a long time? It's one-third of the poison!" Cheng Ningyuan stood aside, looking at Peige with heartache and asked.

Peige put the water cup away, leaned on the bed and half lay down and said, "Ningyuan, Shen Feng told you to urge me around me and remember to take medicine on time every day."

Cheng Ningyuan replied in a muffled voice, "well, I said your condition must be controlled by this medicine, but I didn't say what the disease is? Why do you get this disease? If I guess right, is it related to Ji Ziming?"

It's Pei Ziming's mother's fault that I've been wronged. Even if Ji Ziming is so clever, he won't let me die. But I can't take it as my mother's fault

Hearing this, Cheng Ningyuan understood why Pei Ge went back to China to do everything for what, so he continued to ask, "I see, Shen Feng him..."

Peige looked at Cheng Ningyuan and knew that she shouldn't have said so much to him as a child, but today she seemed to feel very depressed, but she especially wanted to share the secret and resentment buried in her heart with him.

So he paused and said, "he and Ji Ziming also have a feud, especially Ji Ziming's father. He... Is Ji Ziming's half brother..."

Cheng Ningyuan was stunned. Sure enough, the world at the foot of the mountain was complex and the people's hearts were the most unpredictable. He thought he was poor enough to be abandoned by his parents. Unexpectedly, as the old host told him before, "there are mountains outside the mountain and people outside the people". In a place you don't know, someone will always live worse than you.

"Ningyuan, did it scare you? Can't you understand what Shen Feng and I did?" Peige asked with concern when he saw that Cheng Ningyuan had not heard for a long time.

Cheng Ningyuan regained consciousness, stood up and said, "no, although I don't know the context, I can understand your mood and practice. Don't worry, I won't ask any more questions in the future. You and Shen Feng helped and took me in, and I will help you finish what you want to do in the future. Just after taking medicine, I'll drink milk later, and I'll go to bed first."

With that, Cheng Ningyuan pursed his lower lip and walked out of Peige's room.

Pei Ge looked at the door of the room that was taken up, turned his head and looked again at the glass of milk at the head of the bed, which also exuded a faint smell of milk. He said to himself, "I don't know when those things can be completed? What kind of person is Ji Ziming? Can I easily win his trust? But I can't do it if I want to flatter and courteous a person who hates him to the bone and try to please him in every way... Alas..."

"Mom... What's the matter with you? Your neck... What? Why so much blood..."

"Come on! Come on, help my mother..."

"Mom, don't sleep, wake up... I'm Ge! You still want to see me draw? Why did you leave me like this..."

"Ji Ziming! It's you! You killed my mother, didn't you? I... I hate you..."

"I... my child... My stomach hurts! Please, doctor, help my child..."

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"Ah!" Peggy let out a hoarse cry, his forehead covered with thin beads of sweat, and suddenly opened his eyes.

After looking at the quiet rooms around and the dim desk lamp at the head of the bed, he gasped and said to himself, "it's a dream again. I haven't had these two nightmares for a long time, but I dream again today. I don't know if it's because I just came back here... Hey..."

Then she looked sideways at the milk on the bedside table. She was thinking of squinting and going to bed after drinking the milk. Who knows that she fell asleep just now. Maybe she was too tired to pack up today.

So he took up the milk and drank it. After putting down the cup, Peige silently warned himself: "Ji Ziming, I've come back. No matter what method I use, I'll send you to prison! Pay the price for what you've done!"

Her pupils fainted with a trace of dark anger, turned off the light and fell asleep again

The next day, in the top office of Ji's building, Ji Ziming appeared at the door of the office with a straight suit and white shirt.

Irene, the Secretary, looked at Ji Ziming, a tall figure, coming towards her from a distance. She stood up respectfully and nodded with an adoring smile. "Good morning, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Ziming's consistent cold face style only answered her one word: "HMM."