Chapter 147 Sisters

Jiang Ning walked from the main courtyard to the gate and happened to pass by the ancestral hall.

There were two servants outside the ancestral hall, sitting on the steps and whispering something. Jiang Ning stood there for a while, walked around the rockery on the side, and climbed in through the window.

"Are you here to see me, third sister?" Nangong Muyan looked at the person who climbed in through the window and smiled charmingly and affectionately: "I'm so moved..."

Jiang Ning walked to Nangong Muyan's side, looked at the thick stack of papers on the table and asked: "How many times have you copied it?"

"Thirteen times." Nangong Muyan answered, put down the pen in his hand, and rubbed his wrist.

"It's pretty fast. Maybe I can go out after copying it." Jiang Ning pulled a cushion over and sat down at the table.

"How could that be possible?" Nangong Muyan smiled and said, "I am an unfilial daughter who made my own mother so angry that she fell ill. In order to atone for my sins, I plan to copy Buddhist scriptures a hundred times to pray for my mother."

"..." Jiang Ning didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nangong Muyan put a piece of paper with a written message in the upper left corner, turned her head to look at Jiang Ning, and just wanted to say something, her eyes suddenly flashed.

The next moment, Nangong Muyan's move was as swift as thunder, and he rushed straight to Jiang Ning's neck.

Jiang Ning reacted in an instant, grabbed the wrist of that hand, stopped Nangong Muyan's action, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you crazy about?"

Nangong Muyan had no reason to kill her, and she had no intention of killing when she attacked just now. Jiang Ning was very clear about this.

Nangong Muyan let Jiang Ning hold her hand, but her eyes fell on her neck. She smiled meaningfully, teasing: "Third sister, what are the red dots on your neck?"

Jiang Ning shook off Nangong Muyan's hand and was about to reach out to touch her hair to cover it up, but she heard the man continue to tease her with a malicious smile: "Could it be a mosquito bite?"

"No." Jiang Ning answered seriously.

Jiang Ning knew that as long as she showed a shy expression, the man in front of her would achieve his goal, so she simply moved closer and completely exposed the skin with marks in Nangong Muyan's eyes.

"It's a kiss mark, left by a man and a woman making love. Are you satisfied?" Jiang Ning said with a smile, and successfully saw Nangong Muyan's face stiffen.

"Tsk, not fun." Nangong Muyan curled her lips, looked away with a lack of interest, and then put away her joking thoughts and asked, "What do you want to see me about?"

"I have severed my relationship with Nangong Ya, and I probably won't come back here again. You and I will live our own lives in the future. I'm here to say goodbye to you as well."

Jiang Ning said this calmly. She severed her relationship with Nangong Ya, saying goodbye to the past of the Prime Minister's Mansion as Nangong Ling, and came to the ancestral hall and met Nangong Muyan, saying goodbye to her past life as N.

From now on, she is just Jiang Ning.

Nangong Muyan understood Jiang Ning's thoughts. After a moment of silence, he asked his doubts: "Even if this father is not competent enough for Nangong Ling, you are not someone who longs for fatherly love. Why do you want to be a good rich girl and not do it? For that man? Do you want to live a good life with him?"

Jiang Ning did not comment, but said: "I've finished talking, I'm going home."

"Hey, wait!" Nangong Muyan called Jiang Ning: "Will you still call me Nangong Ling in the future?"

"Jiang Ning." "

Jiang Ning?" Nangong Muyan repeated the name in disbelief: "Isn't this your identity before you died?"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Well, you made it up, something like a master's degree in archaeology studying abroad."

"You don't think it's unlucky." Nangong Muyan looked at her with a smile, somewhat helpless.

Jiang Ning said casually: "It's just a name, why is there so much to be particular about it."

"Yeah, it's just a name."

Nangong Muyan picked up the pen again, dipped it in ink and began to copy, and said casually: "But what a coincidence, your last name is Jiang."

"Oh?" Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows, a little curious: "Didn't I abandon my baby?"

"Well... how should I put it, not entirely," Nangong Muyan put pen to paper and asked at the same time: "Your father is a philanthropist named Jiang Yintao. Do you still remember this name?"

"I do remember. He was the person I killed on my first mission." Jiang Ning supported his chin and watched Nangong Muyan write, and responded as if he was chatting, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

Nangong Muyan glanced at Jiang Ning and saw that she didn't show any emotion. She smiled and was not surprised.

"Your mother was a freshly graduated college student. She was pretty. After graduation, she joined your father's company as an assistant. Later, the two hooked up and she became his secret lover." "

Oh, I forgot to mention that your father was almost fifty years old at that time. He had a wife and a son. He was still a model husband to the outside world. The eldest son was the same age as your mother. They were an old cow eating young grass. One was after money and the other was after sex. They were quite a match!"

Jiang Ning said "um" to indicate that she was listening.

"But your mother wasn't very smart. After she got pregnant with you, she wanted to use your status as a mother to get married. Your father's first wife found out and had someone beat her up. She almost had your mother arrested and forced to have an abortion. Fortunately, she didn't succeed."

Nangong Muyan said this with a sigh, "If you had been aborted, how boring this world would be!"

Jiang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to Nangong Muyan's intermittent nervous breakdowns and urged her, "If you want to tell a story, tell it well. I'm in a hurry to go home."

"Okay~" Nangong Muyan responded and continued, "Your mother gave birth to you secretly, but didn't want to raise you, so she threw you in an orphanage and found another big shot for herself."

"Being a mistress is also a job that only takes advantage of youth. After six or seven years, your mother got old and lost her beauty, and she thought of you again. She went to the welfare home to find you, and wanted to bring you to the Jiang family to make some money..."

Jiang Ning thought about where she was when she was six or seven years old, and then found that she was already in N's hands, that is, the person in front of her.

"What happened in the end?" Jiang Ning asked, but she already had the answer in her heart.

"Do you still need to ask? I killed her." Nangong Muyan replied with a smile.

Jiang Ning listened to this, and her heart was calm, as if she was listening to someone else's story.

"But because I knew your father's last name was Jiang, every time you needed to make up an identity for a mission, I was lazy and just used this pronunciation. Didn't you realize that most of the time your last name is Jiang, Jiang, or Jiang?" Nangong Muyan asked Jiang Ning again.

Jiang Ning thought about it carefully and it was indeed the case, but who would have thought of such a thing.

"Now that the story is over, I--"

Jiang Ning planned to leave, but Nangong Muyan laughed so much, interrupted her words: "Three sisters, I tell you a story to tell you that N's life is completely ended."

Nangong Muyan stared at Jiang Ning's eyes, and his eyes were deep: "You die, I am dying, we will be so clean with me? People are sad ... " Jiang Ning frowned and asked

," Is there any need for us? "

" Oh! "What are you thinking? You are a living person!" Nangong Muyan said with a half-smile on her face: "It's just that I don't know anyone here, I just want to come and play with you." "You're sick!" Jiang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore, so she climbed out the window and left. Watching the window open and close, Nangong Muyan stood up leisurely and scolded with a smile: "You are so heartless!"