Xu is deceiving herself, for Ning Xi, she is still like before, magnifying Mo Yichen's tenderness for her countless times, and then deceiving herself. Because of her problem, Mo Yichen's fingers stiffly stopped moving, and placed them on the edge of her red and swollen wound, not knowing for a moment whether to continue or stop.

This question struck him hard in the heart.

Why? Why take care of her?! There's no way to know the answer, is it impulsive? Or habitually, instinctively caring. Finally, a sneer tugged at Jun on his stiff face, and he sat up and leaned closer to her. He sat beside her, stretched out the finger that helped her apply the ointment, looked at the finger with disgust, and then looked at her again, "If you don't apply the ointment, if you become stupid, how can you serve me?" Well? The thin lips with a bright line of thin lips spat out evil words, and a handsome face was full of disgust.

She was still pondering what he had said, and the pain of her hopeful disappointment made her so hurt that she forgot to breathe. The deep disgust on his face stabbed her fiercely.

"Thank you, thank you for this disguised concern!" , a small face looked at her accusatoryly, and she said calmly, word by word. However, no matter how calm her tone was, she couldn't hide her pain, and the hurt expression on that immature face had revealed her heart. Mo Yichen looked at her distractedly, for a moment, his heart twitched, especially the painful expression on her face, he didn't speak again, got up, and left quickly!

With the strong sound of the door closing, she finally couldn't hold back the sourness in her heart and cried. In the cold night, in the empty room, she curled up in the corner of the bed, helplessly, crying bitterly.

The howling night wind blows the empty abandoned house, and the ghostly sound makes the soles of the feet chill. A tall shadow sneaks through the gates of the main mansion and weaves its way through the darkness with its memories. The large room was filled with a strong smell of dampness and decay. He took out his lighter and lit it, the pale blue light of the fire illuminated his handsome face, and by the faint light, the deep eyes that flickered with flames roamed the room.

"Daddy, Mommy—", a rare cry of pain, a rare vulnerability, hoarse throat, almost choked, he fell to his knees on the cold, damp ground. This is the room where his parents were tortured and killed, and the wardrobe behind him is where he lived back then. Smelling the smell of blood, which seemed to have not dissipated, he fell to the ground and sobbed in pain. A hard man, only at this time, can vent his pain and show his vulnerability.

Plundering her of everything and making her lose everything, this is his revenge. Once, he was also robbed of everything, lost everything, and lived a disgusting life.

This is his revenge. After that day, Ning Xi felt like a prisoner, and as soon as she stepped out of the room, a servant followed her. Everywhere she went, she was watched, and the feeling of being watched made her unable to breathe.

Every day, she immerses herself in the world of music, and luckily, she can still play the piano. In the middle of the spacious and bright music room, there is a milky white grand piano. Ning Xi sat in front of the piano, her slender figure swaying slightly with the melody of the piano. Slender and slender fingers, on black and white keys, dance gracefully. The melody of sorrow flowed through his fingers, and the entire empty room was enveloped in a faint sadness. A faint melancholy condenses on the brows, and the mood changes with the melody.

Mo Yichen, who had just returned from a business trip, heard sad piano music in the hall on the first floor. This piece is famous for "tears", and although the melody is single, there are too many sad notes flowing through it. In fact, he was able to play the piano at the age of six, and the catastrophe at the age of eight buried everything for him. Every time he listens to Ning Xi playing piano music, he has the urge to step forward and play a song! Striding upstairs, he forgot that she had a new piano. The original sadness disappeared from his tall figure, and with it, anger.

"Bang-" A heavy sound of opening the door masked the sad melody, making Ning Xi, who was immersed in sadness, raise his eyes in horror and look at Mo Yichen with an angry face in the door. The thick black eyebrows were frowned, and the cold face was filled with irrepressible anger. The sad tune disappeared, and she sat stiffly in the distance, holding back her tears, and looked at him with a look of astonishment as he had disappeared for a few days.

"Who allowed you to play the piano?" , strode forward, walked to the milky white piano, and smashed the keys with a hard punch.

"Bang-" The keys let out a heavy scream from the punch, as if they were angry and roaring. She got up in a panic and stood aside, looking distressed at the black and white keys that had been smashed by his punch. This is the last gift Daddy Mommy gave her!

"I, I'm bored at home, so I'll ......", looking at his cold face, she said timidly, and halfway through the sentence, she was silenced by his angry appearance. Mo Yichen didn't speak again, picked up the milky white chair that matched the piano, and smashed it hard at the piano, which was a little dazzling.

"No!" Seeing that the piano was smashed into a deep crack by him, Ning Xi screamed, bravely stepped forward, reached out and grabbed his strong waist, trying to stop him from continuing to move.

"Get out of here!" , his body moved hard, easily throwing her slender figure to the floor.

"Bang-", another blow smashed on the black and white keys, and the originally elegant piano let out a heavy mournful sound, and the sound lingered in the room for a long time.

"Don't! That was Daddy's last gift to me! She fell to the ground, regardless of the severe pain in her body, got up, hugged his waist hard, and dragged him back, however, her strength could not shake him as heavy as a mountain.

Creamy piano lacquer drifts down the room like snowflakes, and the elegant grand piano fades beyond recognition as the chairs are struck again and again. Ning Xi looked at the unrecognizable piano distressedly, and she rushed forward like crazy.

"Devil - I hate you! Devil! How can it be so cruel! His hands kept beating his back, and his feet kept kicking his strong calves.

For the first time, she vented the pain in her heart so frantically, and also vented her dissatisfaction with him. Her actions obviously surprised Mo Yichen, who was in a state of anger, and in an instant, the anger in her heart became even stronger, damn little thing! Dare to do anything to him! Both hands quickly threw away the chair that had already smashed her leg, turned around, and grabbed her waving arm with his big hand, "Mo Ningxi!" Are you trying to rebel?! The force of his grip on her wrist was so great that it seemed to crush hers, and cold words flowed from his thin lips.

"Yes! I've had enough! Yan Yichen! You are the devil! You've ruined everything I have! The little face covered with tears looked at him stubbornly, yelled at him angrily, and used all his courage to call his original surname, and the slender figure trembled incessantly.

The hateful devil, who ruined her innocence, tore her piano, didn't let her go to school, and now smashed her beloved piano, so how can she not blame him!

"Mo Ningxi, now that I destroy you, it's the tip of the iceberg! Can't take it so soon?! Unexpectedly, this weak little thing was also stubborn in her temperament, and her resistance made him angry and stimulated his desire to conquer. After saying it ruthlessly, he slammed the door and walked out.