C6

What if you lied to me?

Jian Ning rubbed her chin, ignoring what Shang Jin seemed to be ridiculing her with. All these years, she had heard enough similar words from Shang Jin, if she were to put all those words in her heart, she would have vomited long ago.

"Shang, Mr. Shang, don't get too excited …"

A man who relied on his wife to climb up, then swallowed the clan behind her after getting promoted to the position of Emperor. Furthermore, he cheated during their marriage and eventually abandoned his wife and daughter.

The most important thing was that if he did not indulge Lin Xinya and Jane Xin, her own mother wouldn't be so angry that she would collapse on the sickbed and become an ignorant vegetable without a trace of sleep …

The pain at the bottom of Jian Ning's heart was dull and dull. It wasn't heavy, but it was deep enough to be engraved on one's bones.

"Therefore, Mr. Shang, you do not need to use any kind of coercion at all. I will cooperate with you.

With that said, Jian Ning looked him in the eye, and did his best to show his sincerity. On his face, he did not reveal anything strange, but the hand by his side had long been clenched into a fist, with sharp fingernails leaving behind lines in the center of his palm.

She had to be nervous, because this was the only opportunity she could use to increase her bargaining power.

This kind of performance caused Shang Jin to raise his eyebrows and look up to her.

"What if you lied to me?"

Jian Ning laughed bitterly: "I've lied to you, is there anything good that you can do for me?"

… ….

In Jane's house's villa.

However, because Shang Jin had repeatedly hung up his phone, Jian Xingfeng became restless. He paced around his living room with a gloomy face.

On the sofa at the side, Lin Xinya was leaning lazily against the chair, occasionally rubbing the red nutmeg on her finger, looking extremely relaxed.

She blew lightly on her fingers and glanced sideways at Jian Xingfeng, "Wasn't it just Jian Ning that slut that was taken away? "Why are you in such a hurry …"

"Shut up!"

Jian Xingfeng's forehead twitched as he let out a loud growl.

Lin Xinya jumped in fright, smacked the table with her palm, and taunted, "I can't believe you also know how to care about that girl, as expected, it's father and daughter's nature …"

"I say, compared to marrying Zhuang Ye, it's better for Jian Ning to have been kidnapped. After all …" After saying that, she chuckled twice, "After all, following a paralytic and an old man isn't too far off, right …"

"What do you know!"

After Jian Xingfeng heard this, he stopped and gulped down a large mouthful of saliva.

What he was worried about was obviously not Jian Ning, but the Shang Jin who had kidnapped her. That man, even if he had only seen her from afar, he knew that he was not someone to be trifled with.

What's more …

No one knew what he was thinking, but cold sweat suddenly appeared on Jian Xingfeng's forehead.

However, Lin Xinya didn't know what he was thinking about at all.

"How dare you shout at me?"

"Dad, Mom, what are you guys arguing about?"

Seeing that the two were about to argue, a figure suddenly appeared on the banister. A clear and gentle voice slowly sounded, instantly extinguishing the anger in their hearts.

Jian Xingfeng and Lin Xinya turned their heads at the same time, only to see a simple heart dressed in a white dress slowly walking down the stairs.

She had a delicate, exquisite face the size of a palm and a pair of misty, watery eyes that were like the southern part of a river. Her gaze flowed about, filled with boundless gentleness.

She really was a pure and gentle beauty.