Ning Xiuyuan didn't intend to open Mu An'an, and even pushed Mu An'an down hard.
Mu Anan's half body was outside the balcony.
The originally bundled hair was torn off unknowingly, and the wind on the roof made the hair messy.
Mu An stared at Ning Xiuyuan.
With extreme paranoia and madness in his eyes, Mu Anan skillfully separated Ning Xiuyuan's hand and kicked him in the vitals. Even though Ning Xiuyuan dodged quickly, Mu Anan was not a soft persimmon.
Mu Anan took the opportunity to dodge, and punched Ning Xiuyuan with a punch!
Her face was indifferent, and her attacks were swift and fierce.
Ning Xiuyuan dodged with one move, and Mu Anan made the second move one after another, hitting Ning Xiuyuan's face with a punch, causing his body to back away again and again out of control.
Mu Anan didn't stop because of this, but fired several attacks in succession, forcing Ning Xiuyuan to the wall, and stepped on the wall with one foot.
Mu Anan raised his jaw, "Ning Xiuyuan, this is the first and last time I say this, remember it whether you listen or not!"
"I, Mu An'an! It doesn't matter whether it's with Gu Xi, you or Zong Zhengyu. I just want to get the experiment done right now, or you can be Professor Robert well. If this thing still happens today, then sorry¡¡"
Mu An'an lowered his eyes, "I'm so ruthless that I goug my eyes out, let alone you!"
Having said that, Mu Anan put his feet back, and directly crossed Ning Xiuyuan to open the door on the top floor.
Ning Xiuyuan stayed on the top floor alone, did not do anything for a long time, just stood there blowing the cold wind.
It took about three minutes before he stretched out his hand to caress the left side of his face that had been punched by Mu An'an, and it was beginning to swell.
It hurts when you pull it a little.
It shows that Mu An'an is ruthless.
But Ning Xiuyuan faced the injury on his face, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a sickly arc, with a kind of pleasure that normal people would not have to enjoy this kind of pain.
At the same time, Ning Xiuyuan's cell phone rang.
After Ning Xiuyuan picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID on it, he restrained his sickly expression, and said with a dark face, "Hello?"
In a second, he has turned back into a strict and loyal bodyguard as usual.
The person on the phone explained something, and Ning Xiuyuan answered rigorously, "I'll be right back."
Twenty minutes later, Ning Xiuyuan returned to Zongzheng's old residence.
When he got out of the car, he deliberately adjusted his suit and tie, put his hands out, and stepped into the hall of the old house step by step.
The servants around greeted him respectfully.
After all, as the general manager of the bodyguard team in the old house, and also the old man's personal bodyguard, Ning Xiuyuan's status in the old house is very high.
and.
Just as Ning Xiuyuan stepped into the hall, he bumped into Zong Zhengyu walking down the stairs.
Ning Xiuyuan's expression did not change much, and he looked directly at Zong Zhengyu.
The two met in the hall.
and!
Just when the two of them were about to pass each other, Zong Zhengyu, who was not looking directly at him, suddenly lowered his eyes, turned around, and grabbed the seat on the back of Ning Xiuyuan's neck from behind!
Very fast and ruthless.
One move to seize the lifeline.
When Ning Xiuyuan wanted to fight back, Zong Zhengyu had already buckled him to death, and threw his whole body to the table next to him.
The loud sound of 'bang' exploded in the hall.
The surrounding servants stopped their movements in astonishment.
Zongzheng Yu stood straight, his posture was even a little lazy.
However, the hand that held Ning Xiuyuan kept increasing his strength, so that Ning Xiuyuan's face was flushed.
He tried to struggle, but it didn't help.
Zong Zhengyu squinted at him, "Remember, when you set your mind on Mu An'an, even the old man can't protect you."
"This is just a warning."
At the end of the sentence, Zong Zhengyu stopped directly.
Turning his head to the side and giving a warning look to the foolish servant, the servant immediately came back to his senses and brought the prepared disinfectant towels.
Zong Zhengyu took it, and wiped and touched Ning Xiuyuan's fingers.
After wiping it clean, he threw the towel at Ning Xiuyuan's feet and walked away.
And until Zong Zhengyu left for a minute, the whole hall fell into a deathly silence.
Ning Xiuyuan still kept his face on the table, with a gloomy expression on his face after being humiliated, and clenched his fists constantly, with strong anger.
butEndure it desperately.
The whole person seemed to want to swallow Zong Zhengyu.
"Ahem!"
A cough came from the second floor, which ended the weird atmosphere in the living room.
The servants responded one after another.
"Master."
"Old man, Mrs. Gu."
At the stairs on the second floor, the old man was wearing a Tang suit and leaning on a cane, while Mrs. Gu was supporting him.
The old man looked a little pale.
During this period of time, his health has deteriorated day by day, and it is only these days that he can go downstairs and walk around.
The old man went downstairs with Mrs. Gu's support. He didn't seem to have seen Ning Xiuyuan's state, "Xiuyuan, accompany me for a walk."
Madam Gu glanced at Ning Xiuyuan.
Ning Xiuyuan propped up his hands and stood up slowly. Although his face was injured, he smiled when facing the old man.
"Okay, old man."
Ning Xiuyuan took the initiative to help the old man.
Mrs. Gu stood there looking at Ning Xiuyuan, hesitated to speak, and finally covered it up, "Talk slowly, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare some food for you, and you haven't eaten anything tasty for several days something."
The old man nodded, which was a tacit consent.
Before Madam Gu left, she took another look at Ning Xiuyuan.
Ning Xiuyuan pretended not to see him, and helped the old man walk out of the courtyard.
Leaning on crutches, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "This old house has not changed a bit for decades."
Ning Xiuyuan said, "Everyone in the old house knows that the old man is a nostalgic person, so they dare not touch the furnishings of the old house easily."
"Objects need to be preserved, but people cannot remain unchanged."
The old man's words obviously meant something, "Those who have passed the past, since the past is past, no matter how persistent they are, they will only harm others and themselves."
Ning Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes.
The old man looked at him sideways, then reached out to grab Ning Xiuyuan's hand into his heart, and patted it gently.
"I'm old, I can no longer hold some power, and some people are afraid that I won't be able to keep it."
The old man sighed, "Xiuyuan, let it go if you have to."
Just as the old man finished speaking, Ning Xiuyuan pulled his hand away abruptly, with a sullen expression on his face, "Put it down?"
"The old man Gu Xi's shot was fired by Zong Zhengyu. He can let it go, but I can't let it go. I can't forget the look Gu Xi looked at me when he turned his head."
Ning Xiuyuan's eyes were filled with intense hatred.
It's like returning to the living room of the old house, the tragic scene, and Zong Zhengyu's ruthless shot.
"It's ridiculous for him to say ptsd and memory loss, and then leave this matter behind and be happy with Mu An'an."
"Ning Xiuyuan!" The old man shouted in a deep voice, staring at Ning Xiuyuan.
Under this gaze, Ning Xiuyuan realized one thing (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com