"So what?"

Yu Jingnan was annoyed, pulled her shoulder, and looked directly at her with a pair of ink eyes.

Seeing her frown in pain, Yu Jingnan suddenly realized that he had touched the wound on her shoulder, and let go of his hand like an electric shock.

He wiped away the worry in his eyes and said angrily: "Since I rescued you, I won't watch you die!" ”

"Help me?" She sneered, "I beg you?" ”

Yu Jingnan was choked.

Before he could say anything more, he heard the originally weak voice rise a few decibels in an instant.

"If it weren't for your nosy, the two of us would be able to go to Huangquan together!"

He could see the firmness in her eyes when she said this, and he couldn't help but recall the time when he had rescued her back to the house two days ago.

That evening, the rain was pouring down, and a few rickshaws occasionally passed by in a hurry on the street.

As his private car passed by an alleyway, he suddenly heard a gunshot, followed by a woman's screams and cries.

Because the sound was somewhat familiar, he ordered the driver to stop the car.

As soon as the car stopped, a group of masked men rushed out of the alley and ran away without a trace.

Ignoring the driver's dissuasion, he hurriedly got out of the car and ran into the alley.

He saw the petite and weak body kneeling in a pool of blood, saw her hugging the man covered in blood, and saw her crying for him.

It turned out to be her.

And the man in her arms was none other than Nalan Moran, the son of the Overseer.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he stepped forward and pulled her up.

She tried her best to resist, and in desperation, he had to stun her and take her back to the mansion.

Yu Jingnan retracted her thoughts and looked at her with frowns: "Xue Ying, wake up!" ”

She was suddenly stunned for a moment, her chapped and white lips squirmed slightly, and she chewed on the name carefully: "Xue Ying......"

Yes, her name is Xue Ying.

I still remember the day I first met Nalan Moran, snowflakes flew all over the sky.

She trembled and knelt in front of him.

He asked her what her name was, and although her voice was immature, it was extraordinarily beautiful.

She didn't dare to look up at him, only shook her head timidly.

He looked at the flying snowflakes, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "You are called Xue Ying!" ”

"Snow ......," she repeated in a trembling voice.

"Hmm, Xue Ying."

"Why Xue Ying?" She looked up in confusion.

To this day, Xue Ying still remembers that when he raised his head to meet Nalan Mo's eyes that day, he pretended to have a few hints of surprise.

He said, "My name is Moran, Nalan Modye. ”

Then he said, "Ink dyeing...... Snow Reflection ...... Our names just match each other. In the future, you will be a girl for me, and you will follow me wherever I go. If anyone dares to bully you, I will help you bully back! ”

In this way, she was bought back to the house by Nalan Moran from the traffickers.

Now, this name is like a sharp knife, piercing into the depths of Xue Ying's heart, and it hurts so much that her liver and intestines are broken.

She forced back the tears that were about to overflow her eyes, and continued to look at Yu Jingnan with those unwavering eyes.

said categorically: "Third Young Master, Xue Ying has never been so sober as she is now. ”

As soon as the words fell, she turned around and reached for the door.

But before he could grasp the doorknob, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, followed by the door being pushed open from the outside.

"Third brother and third brother, something big has happened in Kiln City!"

The fourth lady of the Yu family, Yu Jingru, ran in the moment when the door opened, and almost knocked Xue Ying down.