Portable Space: Reborn Female Cultivator

Chapter 1 Set out for revenge

In a large office, a fat woman was sitting on a leather chair, tapping her fingers on the table.

"Ahem." The woman quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and gently spread the handkerchief. The woman gave a wry smile, could she not hold on so soon?She remembered what her master said, the time when she vomited blood for the third time is the time when the soul returns.And the time interval between vomiting blood three times is not long. The master is a very self-restraining old Chinese doctor. Originally, her life was only 21 years old. Although she has now lived to 24 years old after conditioning, it seems that she can only live to 24 years old. .

There was a knock on the door of the "Knock Knock" office.

"Please come in" The woman threw the blood-stained towel into the trash can, and sat down gracefully on the chair, but her face became paler.

"President, An's will declare bankruptcy within three days." A handsome man in formal attire strode in.He is An Ning's assistant and best partner, looking at An Ning's pale face, a flash of distress flashed in the man's eyes, so fast no one saw it.

"I see, the arrangements will be made without any accidents." An Ning's voice was ruthless, and she would never let any of them go.

"Yes" the man handed the information in his hand to An Ning.

An Ning read the materials handed over by the man, her pale face was full of sarcasm, An Shi, that's all!

An Ning covered her aching chest with one hand, and waved to the man with the other, indicating that he could go out.

"Yu, thank you." An Ning said sincerely. "Go ahead and get busy."

"Okay, President." Yu backed out respectfully. When he saw the bloody silk scarf in the trash can, Yu's face turned pale instantly. He hid the sadness in his heart and quickly backed out.God knows how much he wanted to ask her, are you okay?But what qualifications does he have? She is the lofty CEO of Yiyu, and he is just a small assistant...

An Ning opened the drawer, took out a box made of sandalwood, gently hugged the box in her arms, whispered "Mommy" and opened the box gently, and there was a photo lying quietly inside.In the photo is a woman with a gentle smile. The woman has a beautiful face, and her chestnut brown wavy long hair adds a bit of charm to the woman.The woman held a four or five-year-old little girl in her arms, smiling sweetly and cutely. Although the little girl was young, her delicate face could also tell her future splendor.An Ning caressed the woman's face, "Mum, it's almost over, Ning Ning misses you so much." The beautiful woman in the photo is An Ning's mother Ning Yu, and the little girl with a sweet smile is An Ning.That photo was taken the day before An Ning's mother passed away. After her mother passed away, this photo was An Ning's all sustenance.

"Beep beep." The phone vibrated, and An Ning looked at the caller ID with disgust in his eyes, but he still picked it up.

"Hello." The voice was as pleasant as a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, but the alienation in the words was undisguised.

"Miss San, my master invites you to go back to the old house today." A cold voice sounded on the phone. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the impatience and disgust in the voice.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving An Ning time to think about it or answer. This is just a servant of An's family.

An Ning shrugged indifferently, old house?She also plans to go back, they need her very much now.

An Ning remembered the results of the investigation three years ago, with hatred in her eyes, very good.They actually poisoned Mommy for her shares, and even forced Mommy to death.Even grandpa and uncle,,,, if it weren't for the investigation three years ago, she would still be that naive girl, thinking that she has grandpa who loves her father, and stepmother cares about the people loved by her brothers and sisters, so that she doesn't notice every time she sees With the disgust in their eyes, she thought she was happy to eat the food that was added every time.

(End of this chapter)