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"OK, you go and freshen up, have a good rest, and we'll discuss it later." he threw off Ning Yan'er's hand and went back to her bedroom alone.

Ning Yan'er didn't even look at Ning Qingcheng. She didn't care too much about her inconsistent attitude. She just walked decadent to her room.

Ning Yan'er should have been happy. Yan Siyuan is dead. She and Chu Qing can't get him. Their Ning family has a bright future.

However, she was not happy in her heart. On the contrary, she was a little empty, as if she had lost something. Tears swirled in her eyes, and soon she was full of tears.

She shouldn't cry. She should laugh. It's just that this is not the result she wants. She just wants to revenge Yan Siyuan and doesn't want him to die in front of them.

Ning Yan'er covered her heart and leaned back against the door of the bedroom. She couldn't help losing her voice in pain, but she didn't cry. She was afraid that Ning Qingcheng would say she was worthless for a man.

But now, she has nothing to care about. The person she loves has been killed by her, but she lives in such pain. She really doesn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

For a long time, Ning Yan'er finally vented all her unwillingness and grievances in her heart, then slowly stood up, casually took some changed clothes to the bathroom, just like walking corpses.

When Ning Qingcheng saw Ning Yan'er again, he wanted to stop her and study with her how to revive Ning's family, but he found that she didn't see her at all and went straight back to the room.

Ning Qingcheng couldn't help but stare. She always felt that her daughter was becoming more and more disrespectful. She had a big quarrel with her about money before, but now she's going crazy for a Yan Siyuan.

Fortunately, now the evil man's speech is far from here. Her daughter should wake up and don't care too much.

Ning Yan'er sat on the head of the bed, letting the tears dripping from her wet face or the water that had not been wiped dry drop by drop on the bed.

For a long time, the breeze gently blew the curtains and scattered her long hair. Ning Yan'er returned to her mind slightly and found that she had been sitting at the head of the bed for a long time, and the mattress had been wet.

Suddenly I thought that Yan Siyuan was dead. What's the significance of her still alive? Ning Yan'er couldn't help smiling sadly. She just wanted to revenge Yan Siyuan, which was also a goal of her life.

How should she go there in the days when there is no word? What else can she live on?

Ning Yan'er immediately didn't report any hope for her life. She also felt that there was no rush. She might as well go with Yan Siyuan. At least they could be a companion.

They were not together before they died, but after they died, they could find a place without Chu Qing and calculation. They could start over. This is also a good ending.

Thinking of this, Ning Yaner couldn't help but raise a smile at the corners of her mouth, and suddenly felt that doing so was a good choice.

There was a fruit knife on her bedside table. Ning Yaner's eyes flashed slightly. She picked up the knife on the table and motioned to the position of her wrist.

Ning Yan'er slightly closed her eyes and thought that she could finally be free and stay far with Yan Si.

However, after waiting for a long time, the knife in Ning Yan'er's hand never fell, and her closed eyes gradually opened. When she saw the knife on her wrist, she was still cruel.

Ning Yan'er laughed at herself. She really loved Yan Siyuan and wanted to go with him, so she wouldn't feel so lonely, but her hand couldn't go down there.

Ning Yan'er's mouth suddenly raised a bitter smile. She was really cruel, but the hand she wanted to take back, a little force, the knife on her wrist, accidentally left a blood mark on her white wrist.

Ning Yan'er suddenly looked at the red line on her wrist in a daze. Red blood droplets fell on the floor, like enchanting flowers in full bloom.

The pain from her wrist made her suddenly recover. She threw the blade in her hand to the ground in a panic. She was a little afraid.

It was too easy for her to die so easily. It was like drinking plain boiled water, but it scared her.

Ning Yan'er immediately opened her eyes and looked at the bleeding wrist. She quickly picked up the towel and wanted to stop the blood on the wrist.

But in her panic, she knocked down the water cup on the bedside table. Suddenly, with a "bang", she fell to the ground, and Ning Yan'er had no time to take these into account.

She just wanted to stop bleeding quickly. She didn't want to die yet. The pain on her wrist clearly spread to her nerves and made her almost collapse. She regretted her impulse at that time.

If she wanted to accompany Yan Si to die, she should have gone with him when he was in the sea of fire, instead of dying for him here. She suddenly thought of something.

People live in this world is not only love, as long as she has enough money and enough power, then her future life is also wonderful.

Now Yan Siyuan is dead. She doesn't have to go with him. She still has a good time to enjoy. As her mother said, this is a great opportunity for their Ning family to make a comeback.

As a member of Ning family, she should take this responsibility. Maybe their family can really revive, and she doesn't have to continue to stay in this disappointed and deserted city.

Ning Yan'er frowned slightly. She wanted to understand and knew what to do next. She regretted that she despised her life at that time, but didn't know whether it was time to regret now?

Ning Qingcheng happened to be in the living room. Hearing the strange noise in Ning Yan'er's room, she couldn't help frowning suspiciously. It's strange to think that she is so quiet. Do you want to do something she doesn't know?

Ning Qingcheng walked lightly to the door of Ning Yan'er's room and wanted to see what she was doing. It was so mysterious.

Ning Yan'er's painful lips turned white at this time. She had already spent too much energy after fleeing. Now she was "forced" to cut her wrists. She had no physical strength at all, and her spirit began to become blurred gradually.

Ning Qingcheng gently pushed open the door and saw that there was a pool of blood on the ground, and Ning Yaner was tottering and almost fell. If she hadn't rushed in and helped her in time, she would have fallen out of bed.

"Ning Yan'er, can't you let go of Yan Siyuan? Is it worth giving up your life for him? I really raised you for nothing."

Ning Qingcheng chattered about Ning Yan'er, but his hands were not idle. He casually found a towel and pinched her wrist.

"Ning Yan'er, are you a fool? If you want to die, don't die at home. Die outside. Why should you be here and stain my eyes."

"Mom..."

"Mom, what mom? Don't call me mom. I don't have a promising daughter like you."

Ning Qingcheng said fiercely, and then hurriedly took some clothes. She can't deal with this kind of wound. She'd better go to the hospital first.

"I didn't earn much money, but it began to be ruined by me again. Why don't you die outside? It's better than wasting money."

Ning Yan'er had some pale face, and immediately there was no blood color. The pain from her wrist had made her feel numb, so she could only let Ning Qingcheng take her away.

Ning Yan'er laughed at herself. Obviously, she didn't expect that she would be such a timid person. It also proved that she didn't love Yan Siyuan as much as she imagined. She couldn't even die for him.

Ning Qingcheng never gave Ning Yan'er a good look. Originally, she thought that Yan Siyuan was dead, so she could plan the survival plan of Ning family with Ning Yan'er, but she didn't expect that this worthless daughter even thought of suicide.

She despised Ning Yaner from her heart. Instead of helping her, she pulled her back.

Ning Qingcheng's mind was full of how to make the Ning family return to the upper class society. She wanted all those who despised her to bow down at her feet again. She just saw Ning Yaner's lonely face and couldn't help but curse.

Ning Qingcheng lay on the hospital bed and stared at the sunshine outside the window. The sunshine shone on the floor of the room through the glass, warm.

She suddenly felt that it was really a good thing to see such bright sunshine again.

The wrist has been bandaged in time and wrapped with gauze. Ning Qingcheng didn't want to see her, so he took a water cup to the water room to pick up water.

Ning Yan'er sat in bed and rarely enjoyed the baptism of the sun. She squinted a little for a hundred years. She realized that it was good to be alive.

"Don't you see a charred body just carried over there... It's really scary."

"I heard that it was a fire on the mountain that turned into this. I said I came to the hospital for identification. The police are waiting there now."

"It's really a pity that a living man has become like this. It's estimated that his family can't recognize him."

"Isn't it..."

When Ning Yan'er heard "burning" and "fire", she couldn't help thinking of the fire she had experienced before. Is that where?

She didn't dare to ask easily, but according to their tone, she should have just seen them, otherwise she wouldn't discuss the matter now.

Ning Yan'er looked at the drops in her hand, took her eyebrows and thought, so she took the drop bottle and walked slowly to the door.