"Is it the Ning Family's Eldest Miss who killed the baby out of anger, or the Ning Family's Eldest Miss who has a venomous heart?"

Ye Yutong looked at Ning Xiaoxiao nonchalantly. She had already broken off all relations with Ning Xiaoxiao, so she didn't mind tearing it up even more. Ye Yushi took another drag of her cigarette and exhaled on Ning Xiaoxiao's face. After repeated attempts, Ning Xiaoxiao had already been forced into the stairway at the back of the ward.

"You are the Ning Family's Eldest Miss, what can I do about it? So you can break up between me and Brother Qing just like that? "

She looked at Ning Xiaoxiao resentfully. She had been forced into a corner by Ye Yutong and was leaning helplessly against the staircase wall. She had once doubted her marriage to Lu Qing, but this was the first time she had heard from her client that her marriage had really been arranged by someone else.

Then why would Lu Qing and Ye Yutang's mutual feelings be broken up by him? Ning Xiaoxiao still held onto a sliver of hope in her heart.

"If your father wasn't Ning Weishan, do you think your brother would marry you?"

Ye Yutong was definitely not a foolish woman. With just a glance, she had seen through Ning Xiaoxiao's thoughts. With a swift movement, she had cut off the last bit of luck in Ning Xiaoxiao's heart.

"You mean Lu Qing did it for the Ning Family?"

Ning Xiaoxiao's voice was already trembling, and her pupils were contracted violently. She looked at Ye Yutang in disbelief, as if she was asking Ye Youting for confirmation.

Ye Yutong had originally come to play with Ning Xiaoxiao on a desperate gamble, but for some reason, Ning Xiaoxiao didn't react at all. She busied herself for quite some time, and it felt like she was punching soft cotton.

"For the Ning Family?"

Ning Xiaoxiao repeated her words, her face filled with incomprehensible confusion. The Ning Family was a mess that was teetering on the brink of collapse in the storm, so why would Lu Qing sell his marriage for the sake of this kind of family?

"No no, to be more accurate, it's for your mother, your mother in the Ning family!"

Ye Yutong was fighting Ning Xiaoxiao with a fearless mindset, but it was obvious that Ning Xiaoxiao was not in her best condition today. Not only was she not in her best condition, she was completely dumbfounded.

"My mother!"

When Ning Xiaoxiao heard her mother, her eyes lit up. It was obvious that Shao Qiyu was Ning Xiaoxiao's weak spot. No matter how long Ning Xiaoxiao's memories had been withdrawn, Shao Qiyu was still her weak spot.

"What does this have to do with my mother?

Ning Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and her black pupils were calm. However, this serenity was more like the calm before a storm. It was like a life and death struggle in the face of a storm.

Ye Yushi had not been able to prick Ning Xiaoxiao's sore spot for a long time. Now that she mentioned Shao Qiyu, she finally saw the change in Ning Xiaoxiao's eyes, so she was naturally proud of it.

"Humph!" A cold smile appeared on Ye Yulong's face as she looked at Ning Xiaoxiao, who had been forced into a corner of the staircase. It was her first time experiencing the joy of playing chess with Ning Xiaoxiao.

"More accurately speaking, it's your mother's heart! Ning Xiaoxiao has never thought about why your mother would be cremated so quickly in all these years? "

"Fire!"

When she was 15 years old, her mother was only coughing, but her father was especially concerned about her. Every morning, he would prepare breakfast for her and her, and would come back punctually at night to accompany her to eat with her mother and sister.

That period of time was the best time in Ning Xiaoxiao's memory, but good days were always short. She was sent to the summer camp by her father, and although Ning Xiaoxiao had many worries in her heart, Shao Qiyu held onto Ning Xiaoxiao's hand at the head of the bed and kept stroking her hair.

"My Xiaoxiao has become a big girl. Mommy must take care of herself when she's not around!"

It was just a small cold, but Shao Qiyu's face was exceptionally pale. This summer camp was signed up for him by Ning Weishan to go to Europe. Shao Qiyu was so sick at home that Ning Xiaoxiao had never planned to go.

"Mom, what about your body?"

There were still many parents attending the summer camp with their children. Ning Xiaoxiao did not wish for her mother to accompany her. She just didn't want to worry about Shao Qiyu being alone at home.

"You can leave without worry. You still have your little sister and little mother at home! "

Ning Xiaoxiao nestled into Shao Qiyu's arms and intimately nudged her head in her mother's embrace.

"Xiaoxiao, your mother and sister are good people. You can count on them!"

While stroking Ning Xiaoxiao's hair, Shao Qiyu lovingly told Ning Xiaoxiao that Ning Xiaoxiao had shed tears for some reason. Only she didn't know at the time that this was her last intimacy with her mother.

When she first arrived in Europe, Ning Xiaoxiao would talk to Shao Qiyu every night. Shao Qiyu coughed heavily, and sometimes she would try to resist her coughing for Ning Xiaoxiao. Although Ning Xiaoxiao did not say it, her eyes still ached.

Sometimes, when Ning Weishan answered the phone, he would only say something insignificant. He had never talked about Shao Qiyu's condition, so when Ning Xiaoxiao asked, Ning Weishan's answer would always be, "Your mother is resting, do you want to wake her up?"

Ning Xiaoxiao knew that Shao Qiyu was ill, so she was naturally unwilling to disturb Shao Qiyu. Till the end of summer camp, that night in Italy, for no apparent reason, I received a call from Ning Shan Shan.

"Elder sister, come back quickly!"

The other side of the phone was filled with noise. Ning Xiaoxiao seemed to have heard the cries and shouts. As Ning Shan said this, a "beep, beep …" came from the other side. The sound. Before hanging up the phone, Ning Xiaoxiao keenly heard a few words, "Director Ning, please bear with it"!

Ning Xiaoxiao's heart was filled with excitement. She had never had a grandparent since she was young. Who was the person who could make Ning WeiShan mourn so much? Ning Xiaoxiao bought a plane ticket home that very night.

By the time Ning Xiaoxiao returned home, Shao Qiyu had already turned into a handful of ashes and was lying inside the exquisite urn. Even Ning Shan, who had called him for the last time, had disappeared.

"Xiaoxiao, why didn't you answer when I called you? You're late! Your mother didn't wait for you in the end! "

Ning Weishan knelt in front of Shao Qiyu's mourning hall with Ning Xiaoxiao. The reason why Ning Xiaoxiao couldn't return was all because of her. The surroundings were still filled with guests, so Ning Xiaoxiao wasn't in a position to question her directly. He just stared at Ning WeiShan with a scary gaze, as if he must make a hole in his heart to see what color heart was inside.