"The young master has sent Miss Qin home." Mother Liu looked at Nan Lige's face and explained with some embarrassment, although they didn't want to believe these things, after all, Nan Lige had just walked out of the circle of death.

The young master obviously cared about Miss Nan so much, and he shouldn't have sent Qin Ke'er away with kind words, although she didn't see the scene of them leaving, but when she heard the words of the servants, what she said was not ambiguous.

"He sent Qin Ke'er away?" Nan Lige couldn't help but question the words in Liu's mother's mouth, would he be so generous that he could let the people who hurt her leave from their side so easily?

"Mother Liu, I'm going out." The warehouse she went to last time, she was still conscious in her ignorance.

She wasn't sure if they would be there, but she wanted to make sure she thought about it.

"Miss Nan, the young master has ordered, if you want to go out, Qinggu will send you over." Mother Liu looked at Nan Lige's excited expression, so she gently supported her body, walked to the door of the room, and greeted Qinggu who had been waiting downstairs.

Nan Lige's uneasy heart couldn't help stirring her mood, sitting in the carriage, looking at the backward scenery outside the car window, but her heart was a lingering haze......

On the same path, too many bloody memories were involved, which made Nan Lige tremble softly with his delicate body.

Crash......

The lead shutter door let out a piercing chirp as Qinggu pressed the switch, and gradually rolled up in front of Nan Lige.

The heavy breath made Nan Lige almost lose his breath. And the woman named Xiaoxue, with a cold aura on her body, is obviously so beautiful, but it is reminiscent of the legendary killer.

Jian Minghan stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Nan Lige's delicate body and hugged him horizontally in his arms.

The gauze on her knees, because of her restless movements, had been completely stained with blood at this time.

"Jian Minghan, she's your woman." Nan Lige didn't even think about it, so he opened his mouth and questioned it.

"Woman, I only need one." Jian Minghan raised the corners of his lips with a sneer, and looked at the figure in his arms with a flash of brightness in his eyes.

"One?" Nan Lige laughed sadly, are there still fewer women around him?

When has there been only one, so affectionate, such words, how can he say it.

She will never forget that she was the woman he bought......

"Since you're here, you can handle this matter yourself." Ignoring her sneer, Jian Minghan chuckled, as if he was talking about the ease and casualness of you going to drive.

Do you want to tell her that she will not be able to escape such a fate?

"Let her go!" Nan Lige struggled to get up from Jian Minghan's arms and looked firmly at Jian Minghan in front of him.

She didn't want to struggle in that chaotic dream, no matter what the result would be if she rebelled against Jian Minghan this time, she had to save him from here, and she would never see a second Lin Ying disappear in front of her eyes again.

It's just that, all of a sudden......

Nan Lige's delicate body slid down softly and sat down on the ground. The dust flying everywhere spread in front of her eyes, and through the dense light, looking at Jian Minghan's figure, even gave him a strange illusion.

His dominating momentum resembles the embodiment of a demon, no matter how it looks. The cold and dark aura gathered behind him into a hollow, approaching her step by step, and the oppression and heaviness made it difficult for her to break free.

Walking in front of Nan Lige, his slender fingers gently picked up Nan Lige's tear-stained face.

There was an irresistible momentum in the gentle words, which made Nan Lige just look up at the man in front of him in a daze.

"You're my ......"

Jian Minghan gently hugged Nan Lige's gentle body, took her pink pearl-like pink earlobes in his mouth, and hugged her by the waist.

"Forget it, this time, let her go."

It wasn't until Jian Minghan said to let Qin Ke'er go that Nan Lige fainted peacefully.

Jian Minghan looked at Nan Lige's fainting face, hugged Nan Lige's body horizontally from the ground, and looked at her tear-stained face, and her resolute face became more and more cold.

……

After Nan Lige woke up, he lived his previous leisurely life without saying a word, but he no longer had the same relaxed state of mind as before. It's like he can't see Jian Minghan, who has been guarding him, and he moves back and forth in the room without any expression.

Even Qiuqiu, who had been begging for tricks by his side, just whimpered in front of Nan Lige in a low voice, as if he also smelled the restlessness on Nan Lige's body, and did not dare to take another step forward.

The ringing of the cell phone rang abruptly in the room, mobilizing everyone's attention. Nan Lige's attempt to maintain a calm mind was obviously disrupted because of this sudden sound.

Seeing that Wei Zhigang's name was displayed on the constantly flashing mobile phone screen, her brows furrowed slightly. Thinking carefully about what happened yesterday, Nan Lige remembered what Wei Zhigang said to her yesterday before she connected the phone.

"Miss Nan, your luck is really good, there is an advertising model today who did not come as agreed, the advertiser asked me to find a person with a similar image and temperament to the signed model, I immediately thought of you, I will pick you up in the evening, and have a meal with the advertiser." Wei Zhigang closed the information of Qin Keer placed in front of him.