Jin Yining returned with his phone, sat on the edge of the bed so Shang Ning could lean on his shoulder, and then turned on the video recording.

"Brother, brother, hug me..."

Shang Ning: "..."

Shang Ning: "!!!"

Without thinking, Shang Ning reached out to snatch the phone. What is this thing?

Jin Yining raised one hand and pressed down on her hand with the other. "Hey, let me tell you, I made a backup. It's no use if you delete it. You were indeed cute when you were little."

"Jin Yining!" With a roar, she used almost all her strength to grab Jin Yining's phone.

Jin Yining suddenly threw his phone aside, turned around and pinned Shang Ning down, moving so fast that Shang Ning had no time to react.

Shang Ning's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment, then began to pound wildly again.

The distance is too close.

Jin Yining's heart was pounding wildly, and no one cared about the phone that had fallen to the ground.

As for who started it, it seems nobody cares anymore...

As dusk settled, the curtains billowed in a sudden breeze, swaying gently.

The process of breaking free from the cocoon and becoming a butterfly may be painful, but because of the sincere dedication, everything becomes beautiful.

On the second floor of a villa in a small town, a man stood behind the curtains that fluttered in the wind, gazing at the distant sea. The man looked young, dressed in a white suit, standing with his hands behind his back, his handsome face revealing no particular emotion.

Ning Sang pushed open the door and came in. She looked at the man standing by the window, bit her lip slightly, and then stepped inside. "Sir."

“Jin Yining is Snow Wolf.” The man spoke slowly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Ning Sang stopped a meter behind him. "Sir, they're currently searching for the Lingguang Stone, which might be related to a stable magnetic field. Should we also..."

The man turned around, leaned against the window and looked at Ning Sang. His handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was born with a smile, making people feel close to him.

And it is precisely this closeness that is most deadly.

“Since someone is willing to help us, we just need to wait for the results.” The man said, getting up and walking to the table. “I’m going to City A soon.”

"gentlemen……"

"No one needs to follow me. Get out." The man said, waving his hand slightly to let Ning Sang leave.

Ning Sang bit her lip slightly, looking at the man who had sat down. She wanted to say something, but the man clearly didn't want to listen anymore, so Ning Sang could only nod slightly and then turn to leave.

"By the way, has Ning Baiyuan found the land deed he has?" the man suddenly asked.

Ning Sang paused, her face darkening as she thought about the matter. "I don't know where that old man put the land deed, but I'll keep looking."

"As soon as possible," the man said, raising his hand slightly to indicate that she could leave.

Ning Sang nodded slightly, then turned and walked out.

The man leaned back in his chair, looking at the photo on his computer desktop. It was a candid photo taken in a bookstore, showing Shang Ning sitting on Jin Yining's lap reading a fairy tale book.

"Ning, it's been a long time." The man chuckled softly.

I just don't know who this Ning is referring to.

I'd rather believe in ghosts than believe Jin Yining's words.

Shang Ning bit the blanket and glared at the man standing by the bed getting dressed, but seeing the scratches on his back, she still felt a little guilty.

Jin Yining put on a shirt to cover up the scratches, turned around to look at the sullen person on the bed, bent down and kissed her on the lips, "Get up, I'll take you somewhere."