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Ning Jiang initially wanted to resist.

But very quickly, Luo Hanshang's lips slipped to her ears: "Don't reject me again, Ning Jiang."

Ning Jiang frowned, that's right, what reason did she have to reject him?

He had already slept last night.

The first few times were indeed due to the effects of the medicinal effects.

However, the two times after that, she was extremely exhausted. She had been tormented by him while she was still half asleep.

At that time, there were actually no longer any symptoms left in her body. It was just that she did not reject him.

He wasn't able to refuse last night, but now … He couldn't refuse it either.

Seeing that she did not make a sound, Luo Hanshang smiled and continued.

He carried her back to the bedroom and laid her on the bed, waiting tenderly.

But no matter how light he was, on the morning of the second day, when Ning Jiang got off the bed, he was still tortured by his nearly crippled legs.

As soon as she stood up, she let out an instinctive "Aiya!", which attracted the attention of Luo Hanshang, who was standing at the bathroom door.

"What's wrong? Your leg hurts again?"

Ning Jiang gouged him out, and said unhappily: "What else did you think?"

He laughed heartily and went forward to support her. "Come, I will make up for my sins by sending you to the washroom."

Ning Jiang curled his lips, that's more like it.

She came to the bathroom and said: "Alright, I'll send you here. I need to take a shower."

The corner of Luo Hanshang's mouth hooked up into a naughty smile, "Didn't they say that sending the Buddha to the West, to come to this place, isn't that too irresponsible? I'll help you wash it. "

Ning Jiang looked at him in shock and waved her hand: "Stop, I'm not going to shower. I'm going to wash up."

She limped over to the washstand and solemnly squeezed the toothpaste.

Luo Hanshang came behind her, and said ambiguously: "Then let's bathe at night, it's more convenient."

Convenient? What is convenient?

She stared at him: "Luo Hanshang, I'm injured, can you stop teasing me."

Luo Hanshang whispered next to her ear, "This is a typical lack of practice, just practice a bit more is enough. In order to help you improve your physique, this young master has decided that in the future, I will be your professional sparring partner.

He patted her on the shoulder and turned away.

Ning Jiang stared at himself in the mirror and sighed. Who would want to thank him?

Should she not have given it to him last night?

She raised her hand to pat her head.

During breakfast, Luo Hanshang said: "You don't have to go to the company today, you can rest for a few days and take a good rest."

Ning Jiang said to him, "I never planned to go anyway."

"Hmm? "It's rare for you to have such awareness. You should be praised. Take a good care of your body. It will naturally be better if you exercise more in the future."

Ning Jiang was speechless, he really could misunderstand her words casually.

"I'm not planning to go because I have something on. You're overthinking it."

Luo Hanshang raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

"A private matter." She lowered her eyes and began to eat.

Luo Hanshang was displeased: "Can I not know about your private matters? I'm your man. "

Ning Jiang looked up at him. "No."

Luo Hanshang stared at her. This woman, was really hard to deal with.

But did she think that if she didn't tell him, he wouldn't know? Ah, I underestimated him too much.

After dinner, Luo Hanshang went to the company, and Ning Jiang got off the car, asking to drive himself out.

The driver said, "Young Madam, Young Master has instructed us that you are not feeling well today. No matter where we go, you must get a car to take us there."

"No need, I'll drive by myself."

The driver said, "Young Master said, if we can't take care of you, let us roll up our bunks and get out of here. Young Madam, please don't make things difficult for us, okay? Please. "

Ning Jiang frowned. This Luo Hanshang, he shouldn't be so unreasonable.

Speechless, she got into the car. "Let's go to a flower shop nearby."

The driver brought Ning Jiang to the flower shop, where Ning Jiang personally picked out some light coloured flowers, and had the shop assistant wrap them up for him.

After that, she returned to the car and said to the driver, "Let's go to Xishan cemetery."

"Yes, Young Madam."

Arriving at the cemetery, Ning Jiang got out of the car and said to the driver: "I'll have to trouble you to wait for me here. I might have to stay here for a while longer."

"Yes, Young Madam."

Ning Jiang walked into the cemetery, the driver immediately took out his phone and made a call: "Young Master, Madam has arrived at the Western Mountain cemetery, yes, Young Master."

Ning Jiang came to his father's tombstone and took off his sunglasses.

She looked at her father's picture and slowly crouched down, placing the flowers in front of the tombstone.

She smiled at her father in the photo. "I haven't been here in a long time, so I guess you must miss me a lot, right?"

She raised her hand and caressed her father's face in the photo. "Look, I'm 26 years old now. I'm slowly getting older, but you'll always look like this …"

She smiled, put down her hands, and sat down cross-legged. "Originally, I wanted to bring two bottles of wine to drink with you, but after thinking about it, I don't think you'd like to see your precious daughter drinking."

She continued to talk on her own, but in the end, she suddenly sighed, "Father, I've said so much, can't you respond to me with one sentence? It's really hard for me to talk to myself. "

She sighed gloomily, "Do you still remember the guardian that you told me about when I was young? You said, the so-called guardian, is that your father married your mother, so your father has to protect your mother. Mom and dad gave birth to me, so Mom and dad protected me. "When I grow up, I'll protect mom with you …"

Her eyes drooped as she continued, "Back then, I promised you that when I grew up, I would protect you and mother, but … "You're not here anymore, and I can't do anything with mother anymore. I'm breaking my promise, will you blame me?"

She looked up at the picture again. "You won't, will you, Dad."

She sat for a while longer and was about to leave when her cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Su Yunshan, she picked up the phone and put it by her ear: "Hello."

"Let me ask you, was what Lan'er experienced yesterday done by you?"

Su Yunshan's tone was not friendly.

Ning Jiang laughed, "Of course not."

"Jiang Er," Su Yunshan berated, "You think that your mother won't know if you admit it? Jiang Er, oh Jiang Er, what exactly is going on with you? Even if you hate someone, how can you use such a malicious method to take revenge?

She's not even 30 years old, and her life is at its best. But you destroyed her, and instead of humiliating her like that, you might as well kill her. "

Ning Jiang closed his eyes, his head buzzing, feeling his blood pressure soaring.

"Like I said, this has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me at all."

"Nonsense, Lan`er told your Uncle Mo that there's something wrong with the wine she drinks and that someone's drugged it. Do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me," she shouted angrily. "She herself wasn't good enough as a normal person, and the heavens couldn't bear to see it any longer, so they punished her. She brought this upon herself, and who are you to be mine? Why call me to blame? Don't forget, we are no longer mother and daughter. "

"You …"

Ning Jiang laughed coldly: "Miss Su, I will only remind you one thing, Mo Lan is someone who would rather die than give up everything, you better stay away from her. If you get any disease because of her, don't expect me to sympathize with you, after all, I have already warned you before."

After she finished speaking, she directly hung up the phone.

She lifelessly lowered her hand, and after taking a few deep breaths, she looked at Ning Changhao's photo with teary eyes: "Did I change, or did she?"

She closed her eyes and sobbed, "Tell me, have I changed, or has she? Daddy, why did she hurt me? Why, wasn't she my mother? Wasn't she the one who gave birth to me? "Why …"

Luo Hanshang hurried over to the cemetery to find her.

He had wanted to prove it to her, but even if she didn't tell him what she was going to do, he could still find her.

But when he saw her kneeling alone in front of Ning Changhao's grave and crying with her head pressed against the ground, his heart actually throbbed for no reason.

He turned around, left the cemetery and walked down the mountain. He said to the driver, "You can go back first."

"Yes, young master."

Luo Hanshang waited in the carriage for nearly an hour before his eyes turned red.

Seeing her, Luo Hanshang got off the car.

Seeing him, Ning Jiang's footsteps paused, and then she walked in front of him in shock: "Why are you here?"

Luo Hanshang caressed her red eyes and smiled: "I came to scare you. I wanted to remind you that in the future, don't use your private matters to suppress me. No matter how private your matters are, I will always be able to find you."

Ning Jiang tilted her face slightly: "Tsk, you're so bored."

"Did you cry?" He pulled her into his embrace and said, "I'll give you a hug to warm you."

"You think too much," she said, pushing at him, trying to get out of his arms.

Luo Hanshang did not expose her, but he did not let her slip away, and continued hugging her tightly: "If that's the case, then just treat it as you rewards for me coming all the way here to surprise you."

With his words, Ning Jiang stopped struggling.

"If you don't work in broad daylight and run around randomly, do you have the nerve to ask for a reward?"

"I am rich and willful."

She smiled wordlessly and did not reply to him.

She truly felt that his embrace was so warm.

On the way back to the Luo Garden, she sat in the front passenger seat and focused on looking out the window.

From time to time he turned to look at her, but said nothing.

The car drove back to the Luo Garden, but just as she was about to get off, Luo Hanshang called out to her: "Wait a moment."

Ning Jiang unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to look at him.

Luo Hanshang thought for a while, then said: "This morning, Cheng Yong contacted Cheng Tianyang, I talked to him personally."

Ning Jiang held his arms tightly in surprise: "How is it, have you asked, can he give us any useful clues?"