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When Uncle Liu came up, Jian Ning had already returned to her room. After being tormented just now, the wounds on her body started to hurt again.

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded out, causing Jian Ning's body to tremble uncontrollably.

After confirming it was Uncle Liu, Jian Ning heaved a sigh of relief, held onto her throbbing chest and sat properly.

Only after receiving permission did Uncle Liu enter.

Seeing Jian Ning's pale face, Uncle Liu stopped his steps and asked with concern: "Why is I hungry? How did it become like this?"

Jian Ning covered her face and shook her head powerlessly, "I just thought of some scary things and now I'm fine."

"Then rest early. If there's anything else, this is a beeper. You can call me anytime."

Although this was something that every butler should do, Uncle Liu's concern for him caused Jian Ning's heart to calm down quite a bit.

She gave him a sincere smile, a smile like a flower.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu, go rest early too. Don't be too tired."

After Uncle Liu left, Jian Ning heaved a heavy sigh of relief and laid back down, covering herself up completely with the blanket.

Fortunately, this night's matter was calm, and Shang Jin did not pursue the matter. Jian Ning finally heaved a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, the heat gradually subsided and a slight chill went through his body.

Jian Ning stood at the door to Shang Jin's study room. She bit her finger and hesitated on whether or not she should knock.

After wandering around for a while, she finally mustered up her courage. She only knocked for a few minutes, but she still couldn't find anyone inside.

There was still a crack on the door, and it was not closed tight. Jian Ning looked through the crack and saw that there was no one inside.

Unconsciously, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Jian Ning tiptoed lightly and walked in, bending over to look around, confirmed that there was no one, then walked in a few steps.

She walked to the study table and was about to sit down and wait for Shang Jin, when she suddenly saw a white photo on the ground.

After confirming that there was no one around, Jian Ning supported herself with the desk and slowly bent down to pick up the photo.

"What are you doing!"

Before she could even see him, she was shocked by Shang Jin's angry roar and the photo fell back onto the ground.

Jian Ning stood up straight and stared at the tip of her shoes with a little guilt. Even from afar, she could feel the anger coming from Shang Jin's body.

Before long, the wheelchair appeared in front of her, and a bony hand appeared in front of her eyes, picking up the curious photo.

Suddenly, Shang Jin took out a handgun from his bosom, and calmly pointed it at Jian Ning's head.

Seeing this thing once again, Jian Ning took a deep breath, her body slightly trembling.

"Without my permission, you dare to privately automate my things. It seems that you are really tired of living."

He pulled the safety button, slightly raised the pistol and aimed it at Jian Ning's forehead.

Jian Ning continuously shook her head, as she was anxiously gasping for air.

"No, I didn't. I didn't touch your thing."

It was as if Shang Jin didn't believe it, he dangerously squinted his eyes, aimed his finger, and prepared to pull the trigger.

"Shang Jin, you are recklessly killing innocent people!"

"If you touch my thing, you will die!" He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

This time, Jian Ning felt that her life had come to an end as she closed her eyes in despair.

I'm sorry, Mom, but I still can't watch you wake up.

"Young Master, Song Ge is here.

Uncle Liu's voice came from outside, and at the moment, to Jian Ning, it sounded like a heavenly sound.

Shang Jin stared at her with eyes like a cold pond, he retrieved back his gun and said, "Now get out of here."

Receiving the order to pardon, Jian Ning's entire body relaxed, but when she stepped forward, she realized that she did not have any strength left.

With one hand on the wall and the other on her aching waist, she slowly walked out.

After walking out of the door with great difficulty, he discovered that Uncle Liu was waiting for him.

Jian Ning awkwardly smiled at him, she leaned her back against the wall and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

"Jian Ning, have you done something to anger the young master?"

Uncle Liu said in a teasing manner as she kindly stepped forward to support her.

"Uncle Liu, when I went in to wait for Shang Jin just now, I accidentally saw something that looked like a photo, and then he got angry. Why is that?"

Photos? Uncle Liu's footsteps paused for a moment, then he immediately followed, his brows tightly knitted together.

He supported Jian Ning and sighed, saying, "Those are things that happened a long time ago. Young Master would only lose his temper when you think about old times."

But Jian Ning didn't think so. She could see that Shang Jin was very angry, and his eyes seemed to dodge. Those things seemed to have given him a huge blow.

"Is that Shang Jin's father?" she asked curiously.

Uncle Liu shook his head, seeing that she really wanted to know, he supported her and slowly said: "That was Young Master's former girlfriend, then left without saying goodbye. Until now, we have never contacted Young Master, and the reason Young Master became like this is because of her."

Jian Ning nodded as if she understood her. She didn't have much experience with the feelings between a man and a woman.

Seeing her expression, Uncle Liu could tell that she didn't understand. She lowered her head and smiled silently. Gradually, she began to have her own thoughts.

After sending her back to her room, Uncle Liu once again returned to Shang Jin's study.

At this time, the study room was in a mess, Shang Jin leaned on the window and looked into the distance.

"Young master, it's best to forget the things that should be forgotten as soon as possible."

Uncle Liu picked up all the things on the ground and put them away, softly comforting Shang Jin.

He shook his head and looked at Uncle Liu in confusion, pointing at his own heart.

"It's hard to forget here that she is an indelible wound."

Seeing that he was still so persistent, Uncle Liu did not try to dissuade him any further. Looking at the time, Song Ge was about to come and he did not stay any longer.

Shang Jin rubbed his chest, and muttered: "Have you forgotten?"

He frowned slightly as he felt his heart begin to ache again. He smiled bitterly.

Wanting to forget wasn't that simple.

When Song Ge came in, he felt that something was obviously wrong. He looked at Shang Jin's exhausted expression and was stunned for a moment.

"How's the investigation going?"

He closed his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Shang Jin's words successfully brought Song Ge back to reality. He stood straight and naturally placed both his hands by his sides.

"According to my recent observations of Zhuang Ye, he had joined forces with the Qin Family and Jian Xingfeng. Although they were able to work together in the dark, they wouldn't cause any damage to the Emperor."

After he finished speaking, he quietly lowered his head and waited for Shang Jin's next instruction.

Shang Jin closed his eyes and slightly nodded, his forefinger rhythmically tapping the table.

"Arrange a few people to go to Zhuang Ye's place. I want to know who the person behind him is."

Earlier, Shang Jin had suspected that there was someone behind Zhuang Ye. Otherwise, with his strength, in this Hong Kong, he wouldn't dare to go against him so blatantly.