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She stood where she was and watched as Jian Ning got on the car to leave, sighing heavily.

On the expensive Porsche, Shang Jin calmly sized Jian Ning up. He was very satisfied with his performance tonight.

"Thank you for your praise."

She slowly closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Gradually, she fell into a deep sleep.

Shang Jin saw that she was truly tired, and did not have the heart to disturb her, so he took the newspaper and started reading seriously.

Suddenly, the car swayed slightly, and Jian Ning's head accurately fell on Shang Jin's shoulder.

Shang Jin sat up straight, allowing her to lean more comfortably.

When they arrived at the villa, Jian Ning still hadn't woken up. Shang Jin got off the car first and let Song Ge carry her in his embrace.

Seeing the two of them embrace and leave, Song Ge had a subtle feeling in his heart, as if he was happy, but also felt like crying.

If Uncle Liu was here, he would surely be gratified by Young Master's tenderness.

There was a helpless sigh in the cool wind of summer's night. Song Ge collected his emotions and followed his upstairs.

Shang Jin gently placed Jian Ning on the bed. After tormenting himself for a while, his face was slightly red, and there were still some sweat stains on his forehead.

"Young master, it's time for the company's video conference."

Song Ge walked in softly, bent down and whispered into Shang Jin's ear.

He looked at the quiet Jian Ning, glared at Song Ge, and left gloomily.

Earlier, the soundly asleep Jian Ning had a different feeling when compared to usual.

It was only until the sun rose on the next day that Jian Ning finally woke up. Looking at the familiar setting up, she pulled up her blanket and sat up.

"Fortunately, it's still intact."

She patted her chest and comforted herself.

He glanced at the time on the table. Eight o'clock.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late for work."

She ran to the bathroom with a sad face, brushing her teeth as she cried. Why did she sleep so deeply?

But she ignored a very important question. Who had carried her up here?

Jian Ning cleaned herself up quickly so that her hair was not messy and her face was not dirty.

Downstairs, for the first time since Jian Ning had arrived, Shang Jin was happily sitting in the dining hall and eating breakfast.

"Song Ge, please help me prepare a carriage. I'm going to be late."

Jian Ning ran down anxiously, looking at the time on her phone, she did not even raise her head as she said this to Song Ge.

"The car is ready. Bring your breakfast to the car."

Shang Jin moved in front of her and gently handed her breakfast.

She raised her head and looked at him blankly, then looked behind her before confirming that he was speaking to her.

"Thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the breakfast and ran into the car with a frown on her face.

Ten minutes later, she was done with her breakfast. She took out her phone and checked that there was no news about her. Only then did she feel relieved.

The driver knew that Jian Ning was in a hurry too, so he used his fastest speed to send her to the company before 9 o'clock.

The carriage had yet to stop, and Jian Ning had already rushed out.

At the door, Jane had been waiting for her for a long time.

Watching Jian Ning get off the carriage in a hurry, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Jane's heart as she stared fixedly at Jian Ning, who was gradually approaching her.

"Jian Ning, stop right there."

There was no one at the door anyway, so she did not care and shouted for Jian Ning to stop.

Jian Ning obediently stopped, and looked at her with contempt from top to bottom, then walked over to her quickly.

However, he didn't speak to her. Instead, he took his phone and looked through his hair style seriously. He didn't look messy at all.

"Jian Ning, don't go too far!"

Jian Xin clenched her teeth, with tears still shining in her eyes, she looked at Jian Ning angrily.

It was not the first time Jian Ning had seen her like this, so she shrugged her shoulders indifferently.

"I've lost, why are you looking for me today?"

"You …"

"You, you, you, what are you talking about? If you have something to say, just say it, if you have to fart, I'm not in the mood to chat with you."

Jane stomped her feet in anger at her arrogance, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Jian Ning, don't be too pleased with yourself. One day, when Shang Jin doesn't want you anymore, it's best if you and your old mother don't fall into my hands."

In that instant, Jian Ning, who had a joyous expression a moment ago, grabbed Jane Xin's neck with one hand and glared at her fiercely. His eyes were already bloodshot.

She pushed Jane against the wall, her eyes filled with hatred, her face contorted.

"You can say anyone, but you shouldn't curse my mother."

Jian Ning's bloodthirsty voice sounded beside her ears. Seeing the two of them, she threw down her briefcase in panic and ran upstairs to report to Jian Xingfeng.

She twisted her body anxiously and grabbed Jian Ning's hand with both of her hands, wanting to push her away.

However, Jian Ning, who had already fallen into madness, did not even know what he had done.

Squinting his eyes dangerously, he tilted his chin upwards and gritted his teeth as he looked at the ashen Jane Xin.

"I've tolerated you for so long, yet you want an inch more to anger me. Today, I'll strangle you to death."

"Cough cough …" "Let me go."

Jane tried her best to struggle free, but her voice was getting softer and softer, and her heart was getting more and more panicky.

"Jian Ning, you evil creature, what are you doing? Let go of my heart."

When Jian Xingfeng saw this situation, his breathing quickened and his expression tensed.

Jian Ning turned around and glanced at her. With a cold snort, he moved closer to Jane and whispered into her ear: "Look, this old man treats you so well, don't you think he'll accompany you when you die?"

"No, no!"

She tried her best to shake her head and continued to struggle with a frown on her face.

Suddenly, Jian Ning released her hand and pushed her down to the ground.

"I'll let you go today. If you provoke me again, it won't be that easy."

Jian Ning raised her head and looked at Jian Xingfeng with contempt, patted on the wrinkles that she had made with her simple heart and walked over to Jian Xingfeng's side.

"Last night's matter isn't over yet. Dad better hurry up and give me a confirmation to prove my innocence, if Shang Jin is angry, it's not something I can stop."

"You, you evil creature!" Jian Xingfeng held one hand to his chest and the other hand furiously pointed at Jian Ning. Only after a long while did he manage to utter a single word.

She crossed her arms and looked at him playfully, her lips curling into a devilish smile.

"You're the one that was born. Weren't you scolding me?"

Jian Xingfeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes that were filled with rage, and opened them again.

"I wish I could strangle you to death that year."

"Haha — —" Jian Ning raised her head and laughed, to the point of tears flowing out.

"In that case, I must thank you for your grace of not killing me so that I can have this day to slowly torture you."

"You!"

Just as he was about to hit her, Jian Ning stopped him and pinched his wrist.

"You are different from back then. If you want to hit me, first, look at the person who is standing behind me."

This warning, made Jian Xingfeng think of Shang Jin, who was behind her, as well as Zheng Kai and the others.