Su Jiuge grabbed Rong Xun's hand and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"This blood jade is the ancestral heirloom of my family, the wife of the old lady of the Ning family wanted to rob it when she saw it, but my grandmother disagreed, and the old lady of the Ning family actually caught fire in order to please her, burned my whole family, and snatched the jade." He said hoarsely, like crazy out of control: "My whole family is dead, don't you think my face is ugly, I was burned like this when I was ten years old, this face has followed me for more than 20 years, I grow up, the flesh and skin tearing tissue will make me experience the same pain as pulling skin and tendons!"

He laughed and shed tears, and his eyes were red with crazy hatred: "Forcible seizure and occupation for oneself, family ruin, and a lifetime of suffering, may I ask, compared to the Ning family, who is hurting the heavens and the reason?!"

From Su Jiuge's point of view, the mask man's entire face turned red, and his crazy violence and tears could not hide the pain of more than twenty years.

All the words, a lot of accusations and even forced questions she thought about were stuck in her throat.

It turns out that what the eye sees is not necessarily true.

An innocent person is not necessarily innocent.

The masked man who committed the crime is the most innocent.

Rong Xun looked at him coldly, his eyes were gloomy: "The person who commits a crime has his own country to deal with, and you have done so much, it is essentially no different from a crime."

"Hahaha-" The masked man looked crazy: "If someone seeks justice for me, why should I survive for more than twenty years!"

Rong Xun's eyes became deeper, and his clear tone was majestic: "Who is helping you?"

The masked man was no longer yelling hoarsely, and sat down in his chair gloomily, his whole body full of frustration: "Now you can send me to the Ning family to invite merit."

The power of the Ning family, to some extent, is a few points greater than that of Ling Jincheng and Rong Xun.

It can be seen that the Ning family can make Rong Xun unable to sit in the position of president by himself.

"Don't the women next to you know?" The masked man gritted his teeth.

Su Jiu's heart was weak for a while.

"Let me ask again, who's helping you?" Rong Xun's voice did not fluctuate, but it was several degrees colder.

The masked man didn't answer, but Su Jiuge was stunned and looked at Rong Xun.

No...... Isn't it Xu Yilan?

"I'll give you two days to think about it, and think about it, if you really don't have any nostalgia anymore." Rong Xun said indifferently, and went out with Su Jiuge in his arms.

Su Jiu wondered: "You mean that the mastermind behind the mask man is not Xu Yilan?"

"Who is Xu Yilan?" Rong Xun glanced at the woman.

Su Jiu muttered weakly: "Okay, I shouldn't hide it from you," she added unhappily: "Anyway, you know everything, it doesn't matter if I say it or not."

Rong Xun stood still, looked down at the woman, his handsome facial features were evil and cold, and every word was as if emphasized: "Xiao Jiu, what I checked myself and you took the initiative to tell me are two meanings."

Su Jiuge raised his eyes and looked at the man.

He was much taller than her, and sometimes she had a hard time looking at him.

Just like their love, it was also inexplicable to catch them off guard.

The man's eyes were hot and deep, like a bottomless spring, as if it could absorb her soul.

"Got it." Su Jiuge couldn't help but nodded, very well-behaved and docile.

Rong Xun looked at her, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Huh?"

Su Jiuge gently took the man's hand and replied coquettishly: "He is a dream maker like me, he comes from the same place, and his purpose is not clear, but I am sure that the target is me, but he has never thought of really hurting me."