"Yes, I won’t die..." He lay on the floor, gasping for breath, laughing hoarsely, "Ah Ning, see, I can’t die no matter what..."
Mu Yiliang’s mouth twitched slightly.
At that mont, the young man nad Ah Chu suddenly rushed in!
Seeing Nie Qing lying on the floor with a pale face, his expression changed: "Foster Father!"
Then he pointed a gun at Mu Yiliang!
"Don’t touch her!" Nie Qing shouted harshly.
Ah Chu reluctantly put away the gun, walked over, and picked Nie Qing up, "Foster Father, are you okay?"
"I’m fine." Nie Qing coughed once, "Pour so water."
Ah Chu imdiately went to do it.
Mu Yiliang smiled bitterly, not knowing how Nie Qing would deal with her.
Not even able to poison this man to death, she probably would never get another chance! Was she really going to be made into a specin?
The man opposite sat on the ground and slowly lifted his head.
His eyes had already cleared, indicating he was no longer that bewildered young man, but Nie Qing.
"You have quite the courage." His tone was calm, "And very smart."
Mu Yiliang forced a smile.
"If you can keep acting like you did just now, I can spare your life." Nie Qing suddenly said softly, "I don’t like Ah Ning with only one expression all the ti."
"Really? You won’t make into a specin?" Mu Yiliang stared at him fiercely.
"No." He once again showed a srized expression, "I like a spirited Ah Ning, like you were before..."
"But the real Ah Ning wouldn’t treat you like that." Mu Yiliang calmly pointed out.
Nie Qing was silent for a mont, then said, "That’s right."
Mu Yiliang had a sudden realization, "So you need an Ah Ning who ets your imagination."
Nie Qing chuckled softly, "That’s right, only the Ah Ning in my imagination."
He gave her a deep look, "You can do it, right?"
Mu Yiliang nodded reluctantly.
At this ti, Ah Chu ca from the kitchen, bringing a glass of water to Nie Qing, simultaneously casting a disdainful glance at Mu Yiliang.
"Foster Father." He handed the glass to Nie Qing.
Nie Qing took it, drank it all in one go, and then stood up.
His face was still pale as he walked expressionlessly out of the room.
Ah Chu followed behind him, suddenly calling out softly, "Foster Father."
Nie Qing stumbled slightly.
The young Ah Chu’s voice was light, "Foster Father, how do you feel?"
Mu Yiliang sensed sothing was wrong! The boy’s expression... was too strange!
Nie Qing began to tremble again, quickly convulsing and collapsing to the ground.
Mu Yiliang watched the scene in shock, suddenly realizing sothing!
There was sothing wrong with that glass of water!
This young man... what exactly was he planning? Mu Yiliang had thought he was very loyal to Nie Qing!
"Foster Father, I’ve called you Foster Father for so many years..." Ah Chu squatted in front of Nie Qing, "I thought you wanted to groom into your heir, but I later realized, that wasn’t the case at all... In that case, you might as well die."
"Don’t worry, I will carry forward the Puritan." His smile grew wide, "This woman will be sent down to accompany you as well. You’ll thank ."
Mu Yiliang gasped in horror! She stood up and ran!
Sure enough, those around Nie Qing were not normal people!
Ah Chu did not pay much mind to Mu Yiliang; after all, soon the Puritan would be under his control, and this woman wouldn’t be able to escape.
He would fulfill his promise to his foster father.
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