Ning Hong swallowed and walked over there.
She surrendered with her hands and slowly approached.
"stop!"
One of them shouted and shot Ning Hong. Ning Hong's pupils dilated and his face was full of disbelief.
"call out--"
There was the sound of a bullet breaking through the air, hitting the stones at her feet.
Ning Hong was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground and couldn't stand up.
Ning Zhihuan watched from behind, feeling even more contemptuous. She had put the opportunity in front of Ning Hong, but she couldn't even see Xiao Yuchi. How stupid.
Ning Zhihuan thought so, but did not take any action.
Because she has to hide her shortcomings, now is not the time for her to play the hero.
The gunshots attracted the people inside, and An Mao hurried over with some people.
After asking the two people at the door and learning that someone was about to break in, his face changed as if facing a great enemy.
But when he turned his gaze to Ning Zhihuan and Ning Hong, the corners of his mouth twitched again.
Are you sure these two are here to break in and not to die?
An Mao said a few words to the two men with a serious face, roughly meaning that they should just drive the village girl away, because the gunshots were too loud and what if it attracted other people?
After that, he shouted outside: "Ladies, I'm so sorry, but this is a military base, you'd better leave."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhihuan trotted forward a few steps. The people behind An Mao raised their guns and aimed at her, their hands on the triggers ready to shoot her at any time.
Suddenly, a fair and tender little girl blinked at An Mao and said, "Uncle An, don't you recognize me?"
An Mao looked at her and recalled that this was the very interesting girl, but he did not let his guard down and spoke in a light but distant tone.
"It's you, girl, what are you doing here?"
Ning Zhihuan spread his hands and said, "Xiao Yuchi asked me to come. He said he would give me extra lessons."
An Mao subconsciously wanted to refute. After all, Xiao Yuchi had never invited friends here in these years. In other words, he had no friends.
But when he thought of the oolong tea and snacks that the young master asked him to buy, he looked at the innocent girl in front of him.
He sent someone to ask Xiao Yuchi.
The reply he received was that Ning Zhihuan was indeed invited by himself.
An Mao's brows were knotted.
Although he thinks this girl is good, it does not mean that he approves of her.
It's possible that he is a spy sent from Taiwan.
Letting her in like this...isn't it too hasty?
But since Xiao Yuchi had given the order, he couldn't disobey, so he let him go.
Ning Zhihuan did not forget Ning Hong who was still lying on the ground. He turned around and helped her up before walking inside.
But when she was about to approach the gate, she was stopped by An Mao. He pointed at Ning Hong and said, "She can't go in."
Ning Hong frowned and asked in a bad tone, "Why?"
She was indeed a little anxious, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to tear off her usually gentle mask.
But she had walked for so long to get here just to see Xiao Yuchi, but now she was told that she could not see Xiao Yuchi. Ning Zhihuan had to go to find Xiao Yuchi alone.
How could she accept this?
An Mao ignored her rudeness, or perhaps simply ignored her, but he still explained dutifully, "The young master only invited this young lady." An Mao pointed at Ning Zhihuan, "but not you."
His last gaze fell on Ning Zhihuan, as if he knew everything.
This made Ning Hong feel like she was stripping naked and being seen by someone, as if he knew everything she was thinking.
He was smiling, but his smile was so cold.
Ning Hong bit her lip, feeling very unwilling.
Ning Zhihuan suppressed his smile and asked An Mao, "Is it really not possible, Butler An? This is my sister, not an outsider."
An Mao refused again with his signature distant smile on his face, "Sorry, I really can't."
Ning Zhihuan curled her lips, "Okay then..."
So she looked at Ning Hong with some apology.
Ning Hong realized that she should leave on her own initiative at this time.
But my feet felt like they were filled with lead and I couldn't move them.
There was a hint of resentment in her eyes, but Ning Zhihuan pretended not to see it.
She didn't want to leave, but An Mao couldn't wait any longer, so he walked out of the iron gate with his men, and his intention to drive them away was too obvious.
Ning Hong just felt a little unwilling, and a little ashamed and angry that was hard to express.
I felt humiliated. I came here and was kicked out without even seeing Xiao Yuchi.
How could she accept this?!
But no matter how unwilling they were, it was of no use. An Mao escorted Ning Zhihuan into the iron gate, while the others stared at Ning Hong with a wary look on their faces, pointing their guns at her, ready to shoot her at any time.
Ning Hong had never seen such a scene before. With more than a dozen black gun muzzles pointed at her, she felt the blood flowing backwards in her body and her hands and feet were frighteningly cold.
She could only watch Ning Zhihuan being escorted into the iron gate by everyone. Although they were separated by a door, the treatment they received was so different, and their status was as vast as heaven and earth.
Suddenly, she seemed to have returned to her previous life.
Back at the guest she was serving, he lifted her chin with his foot and asked disdainfully, "How come they both have the same surname, Ning, but there's such a huge difference? One is glamorous and worth over a hundred million, while the other is a bitch who's been ridden by thousands of people."
Yes, why is there such a big difference between us even though we have the same surname Ning?
Ning Hong stood outside for a long time, her eyes glued to Ning Zhihuan until she disappeared from her sight. Only then did she leave reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Before leaving, she took a deep look, as if she wanted to carve this place into memory.
Inside, An Mao led Ning Zhihuan for a walk. During the conversation, he asked, "That person just now, was she really your sister?"
Ning Zhihuan nodded.
An Mao sighed, shook his head, and said to himself, "It doesn't look like it."
"They are not born from the same mother, right?" An Mao asked, tilting his head.
Ning Zhihuan shook his head and said, "No, my sister and my fourth uncle picked it up."
"No wonder." An Mao murmured.
Ning Zhihuan listened with interest, blinking and asking, "What's so strange?"
An Mao chuckled, "You are such a clever girl, can't you see that your sister is not a good person? And you ask even though you know the answer."
Ning Zhihuan really didn't expect that An Mao had this function. His ability to identify bitches is max.
I could tell what kind of person Ning Hong was at a glance.
But it's not strange either.
An Mao was obviously a man of status, so he had naturally met many people of all kinds. He had met so many people, and had seen so many shrewd people, so Ning Hong was naturally nothing in his eyes.
At most, he is a vicious but inexperienced little demon.
As for Ning Hong, although she is cruel, she is not smart.
She was able to plot against the Ning family only because they were simple-minded, and she had a golden finger, after all, she was a reborn person.
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