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Si Cheng stomped his feet in anger. That night when Situ Yeyu had kidnapped Chu Ning, he had already noticed Nangong Yi's nervous attitude. Nangong Yi treated Chu Ning very special! If he had known earlier, he would have pressed him to report this matter to Nangong Yi.

Right now, the news that Chu Ning was a spy sent by Situ Yu had spread like wildfire. It just so happened that at this moment, the news of Situ Yeyu and Chu Ning falling off the cliff spread like wildfire. If Nangong Yi hurried over like this, wouldn't it be more certain that Nangong Yi was obsessed with beauty and would not hesitate to divulge the secrets of the Imperial family's business?!

He had followed Nangong Yi for so many years. He did not want Nangong Yi's many years of hard work to be wasted because of an ordinary woman!

Just as Si Cheng was about to give chase in his car, he saw Nangong Yi pull up in front of him like the wind. The window of his car was lowered as he asked, "Was Jiang Zhuang at the scene all along?"

Si Cheng was stunned and shook his head. "No." After someone discovered that the police had reported him to the police, Jiang Zhuang had only made a single trip, leaving fifteen minutes later. Right now, Situ Yeyu is handling this matter with Lilisse. "

"Get in! "Let's pay a visit to Jiang Zhenrong." Before Si Cheng could understand the meaning behind Nangong Yi's words, he immediately gave the order.

Si Cheng did not dare to hesitate and quickly got on the car. The car had already sped off for a long distance before he suddenly realized. Nangong Yi asked him if Jiang Zheng was still present at the scene.

The person Situ Yeyu trusted the most at the time of Jiang Zheng. If something really happened to Situ Yeyu or if it was just a fake car accident, then even Jiang Zhuzhe wouldn't be able to leave after 15 minutes.

Jiang Zhenrong's haste could only mean that Situ Yeyu was indeed in a car accident, but he was not dead. At most, he was only seriously injured!

"Young Master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go now."

Si Cheng advised.

But Nangong Yi didn't slow down, "I know what you're worried about, but I need to confirm something."

"For example, is Miss Chu still alive?" Si Cheng frowned and told Nangong Yi about what he was thinking about. In the end, he attracted Nangong Yi's attention.

However, Si Cheng didn't care and continued to earnestly persuade his. "Young master, even if you go at this time, they won't see you …"

Before Si Cheng could finish, another call came in. After a long conversation, Si Cheng only kept listening.

After hanging up, Si Cheng immediately said to Nangong Yi, "Young master, you don't need to go. Di Hao just flew to Holland on a private plane. Our informants were too low in status to get close, and we couldn't pinpoint the people on board. However, one thing that can be confirmed is that Jiang Zhenrong and Liu Feng did not board the plane, they are still at the private airport on the outskirts of Di Hao city. "

Nangong Yi suddenly braked and angrily punched the steering wheel. The car let out an ear-piercing screech.

After a long while, he suddenly raised his head. "Then, let's go see Jiang Zheng right now!"

"Young Master!" Si Cheng could not help but raise his voice. "It's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"Shut up, I'm not in a good mood right now. Besides, if they were going to make a move, that night would be the best time, so there's no need to wait for now. "

Nangong Yi didn't listen to persuasion, causing Si Cheng's heart to tremble uncontrollably.

He was in such a hurry to see Jiang Zhuang. His goal was clear, he wanted to confirm Chu Ning's life and death!

Leaning back on the sofa, Jiang Zhenrong fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he became very small and very short. He tried to stand on tiptoe so that he could have half a loaf of bread on the edge of the table.

But even so, he still couldn't reach it.

However, his stomach was getting hungrier and hungrier. He was so hungry that his entire stomach was cramping.

"Are you hungry?" A girl's enlarged face appeared in front of him. She had a fierce expression on her face, looking mean and fierce.

He nodded, admitting his hunger, admitting his desire for the half loaf of bread.

"If you want to eat, that's fine. Kneel down and kowtow to me. If you kowtow twice, I'll give you bread. " The girl picked up half a loaf of bread and waved it in front of his eyes. The smell of the bread made him swallow.

She was taller than he was, bigger than he was, and better dressed than he was. Her long nails were painted with bright red nail polish, looking as if they could turn into a drop of blood at any moment. As for the girl, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

He stood still, his eyes still following the bread in the girl's hand.

The girl impatiently kicked his leg, "Little bastard, I'm talking to you, don't you understand!"

He was kicked over and fell to the ground.

Perhaps it was because he was too young and didn't know what dignity was, he only knew the most instinctive of hunger. Even for someone like him, he did not have much of a reaction towards the term 'bastard'.

Submitting to his instincts was his unconscious choice as a child.

He kowtowed to the girl he might call his sister.

After getting half a loaf of bread and getting rid of the hunger he had endured for two days, he became satisfied. His smile was met with two slaps from the girl, "Little bastard, you're so good at giving you some bread. In the future, you and Blackie can eat together. You can change your name to Hei Hei! "

Black is a dog, a very expensive breed, it seems to be called some kind of German black back.

He had strangled the dark when his family was not around. In this way, it would not be able to snatch food from him.

But his black death was the beginning of his nightmare … So, from that time on, he began to hate dogs. Every time he saw them, he would have the urge to send them to heaven.

The dream became more and more chaotic. Many people, many faces, many curses and curses, he grew up day by day, but the life he went through became more and more miserable. From being scolded at first until he became a bastard, to becoming a beggar …

Ding dong, ding-dong …

The doorbell finally cut him off from his dream. He woke up to find that after so many dreams, the time that had passed was very short. Even his hair had not dried yet.

Looking up, there was no movement from the gale upstairs. It was probably already asleep.

"An unexpected guest." Seeing the visitors outside, Jiang Zhuang immediately let them in.

"I want to see Chu Ning." This was Nangong Yi's first sentence.

Si Cheng was at the back, so angry that he wanted to smack his head. To be so straightforward with a person like Jiang Zhuzhe, wasn't he deliberately giving him an opportunity to make things difficult for him?

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zheng Rong actually smiled, "Young Master Nangong, why are you being so reckless? Don't you just want to be sure that Miss Chu is dead? There's no need to be so anxious. Come in, let's drink and chat. Speaking of which, you had a true relationship with our boss back then as well. I can't say anything to neglect you, can I? "

Si Cheng was dumbfounded. He thought that Nangong Yi was too worried for Chu Ning to think. That was why he said such rude words. It turns out Nangong Yi had hidden her scheming in those words. Her brain was actually playing tricks on him, and she did not understand the Leader's true purpose.

This was indeed the truth of things.

He forced himself to calm down and quietly listened to Nangong Yi and Jiang Zheng fight.

The two of them didn't talk much, but as they sat together, they started to talk more. They talked to each other very politely, but each one of their words was as sharp as a knife.

"Mister Jiang is still in the mood to idle around here. It seems that Situ is in pretty good condition."

"You can think of it that way." Jiang Zheng was impeccable, and the hand that poured the tea for Nangong Yi did not even tremble.

"I was wondering who it was that is disturbing Qing Meng. So it's Young Master Nangong." Sigh, Zhengrong, I was wondering why you were so ungrateful that you didn't call me when a guest as big as Young Master Nangong had come. "