Chapter 422 The Coward's Black Moonlight Witch 53

Shen Xinran looked at Chu Bojian, frowning, as if thinking about this question seriously, and did not answer immediately.

Chu Bojian's heart was in his throat. He quickly stood behind He Baifeng, took out the tiger skin egg rolls he had just bought, and shook them in front of Shen Xinran's eyes.

As expected, Shen Xinran's eyes lit up a bit, she nodded, smiled and said: "I like it, I want it."

This surprised He Baifeng a little. "If I like it, I like it. What does it mean to want it?"

Chu Bojian hid the tiger skin egg roll and explained, "Niuniu means she wants to be with me."

He Baifeng nodded, tears in her eyes, "Just seeing you two in love with each other makes me satisfied."

Shen Xinran didn't understand why He Baifeng started crying. She walked over to He Baifeng, wiped the tears from her eyes, and frowned, "Grandma, why are you sad?"

He Baifeng smiled and said, "Grandma is not sad, she is happy."

Shen Xinran nodded and stretched out his hand to Chu Bojian. Chu Bojian understood what Shen Xinran meant, took out the egg roll and put it in Shen Xinran's hand.

Shen Xinran broke the egg roll and gave half to He Baifeng, smiling and saying, "Grandma, egg rolls are delicious."

Chu Bojian felt uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and asked, "Where's mine?"

Shen Xinran quickly took a bite of the egg roll in his hand, then winked at Chu Bojian, "We've divided it up, there's no more. Buy more next time."

Chu Bojian was so angry that his teeth were aching. He liked her, but she seemed to only like the food he bought.

However, this can also be considered a kind of love. Chu Bojian can only comfort himself in this way.

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At the same time, outside a luxurious villa in the provincial capital, Tan Jing looked at the middle-aged man not far away and frowned, "Uncle, why did you bring me here?"

Liang smiled darkly, his tone gentle but with a hint of unquestionable authority, "This will be your new home."

Tan Jing followed Liang An with a half-believing and half-doubting mood, walked into the villa, and came in front of a white-haired old man.

Liang An said in a commanding tone: "He will be your godfather from now on, call him godfather."

Tan Jing looked at the old man in front of her who could be her grandfather, and her heart was filled with reluctance. She pursed her lips into a straight line and did not speak.

The old man was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled at her, handed her a card, and said kindly, "There is 500,000 yuan in it. Consider it a gift for you."

Tan Jing was stunned. You know, neither the Tan family nor the Wu family where she later stayed had 500,000.

Who is this old man in front of me? How could he so easily come up with 500,000 as a gift?

Tan Jing's mouth showed a hint of smile, and she called out obediently: "Godfather."

Liang An exchanged a meaningful look with the old man and said, "The person has been brought here. I will go back first and come back in two days."

Tan Jing stayed in the villa, but she felt that her body was getting weaker day by day, and her hair began to fall out in clumps.

At the same time, she noticed that the old man she called "godfather" was getting better and better, as if some incredible power was working on him.

Tan Jing felt more and more uneasy, until one night, when she accidentally stood in front of the mirror.

Looking at the pale, haggard woman in the mirror, she hardly recognized herself.

Is this still her?

"Ah!" After letting out a scream, Tan Jing ran out of the villa.

But the guard stopped her, his voice stern and cold, "Miss, no one is allowed to enter or leave without the master's order."

Tan Jing stood at the door of the villa and shouted desperately: "I want to go out, let me go out."

At this time, the old man's voice came from behind: "Let her go out."

Tan Jing looked back and saw that the old man had new black hair growing on his head, making him look at least ten years younger.

This frightened her so much that she shrank back and kept backing away, her face turning pale.

Tan Jing had only one thought in her mind at this moment, and that was to run. She wanted to run as far as possible. The moment the door of the villa opened, she ran out of the villa.

At this moment, a car sped down the mountain and Tan Jing was caught off guard and crushed under the car.

In the severe pain and shock, she felt her soul gradually leaving her body.

She saw the car owner get out of the car and make a phone call, "Hey, there's a person crossing the road over here, and he was hit by my car...He's dead, probably dead!"

After the car owner hung up the phone, he kicked the car door in dissatisfaction and cursed, "What a damn bad luck."

Not long after, the sirens of ambulances and police cars pierced the night sky.

Tan Jing watched her body being pulled out from under the car by medical staff. The bloody scene made her feel dizzy.

The car owner, who was obviously a wealthy second-generation, explained to the police: "I was driving according to traffic regulations. She was just losing her mind and suddenly rushed towards me."

The lights of the police car and ambulance gradually faded away, taking away Tan Jing's body and leaving a dead silence outside the villa.

Tan Jing stood there, at a loss, not knowing where her soul should go.

Just when she was confused, she saw Liang An in the woods opposite. He was the man who took her out of the orphanage and had been looking for a new family for her, the man she called uncle.

He stood there quietly, his eyes as cold as ice in winter, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and make people shudder.

Tan Jing felt unprecedented panic, she turned around and wanted to escape.

Liang An finally spoke, his voice calm but cruel: "You have robbed others of their luck and have been abandoned by Heaven. There is no place for you in this world anymore. Where can you escape to?"

Tan Jing's eyes widened, her heart filled with disbelief. She looked at Liang An with hatred in her eyes, "You lied to me!"

But Liang An smiled, with a twisted satisfaction in his smile, "Hate me, your hatred will only make me stronger."

After saying that, he took out a piece of black cloth and sucked Tan Jing's soul into it.

Tan Jing's soul struggled desperately in the dark void, but it was all in vain. She could not break free from the mysterious power of the cloth.

Hatred burned in her heart like a raging fire. She had confidently thought that she was the winner who had taken over the magpie's nest, but she didn't expect that she was the mantis stalking the cicada.

In this game of fate, she lost, and lost completely. Tan Jing's soul cried out in the darkness, her anger and despair echoing in the endless void.

Her hatred for Liang An and for this cruel world converged into a powerful emotional storm, but it could not touch the darkness that imprisoned her.