Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【289 Demon Diderot】

Seeing Meng Yao's face turn pale, Lu Qianning patted her cheek, pretending to be in love, and sighed in a low voice, "Auntie, if you had chosen me to get engaged to Brother Nangong at that time, maybe Brother Nangong had already married me, and there would be no chance of marriage.

Then the woman named Song will appear. Everything will be perfect. Brother Nangong and I will be very happy. Both the Lu family and the Nangong family will be fine, and my sister will not die. But everything will be ruined in your hands.

My sister is dead, the Lu family is in ruins, and Brother Nangong also falls in love with another woman. Auntie, I have to blame you. Do you know that when I hide in the dark and watch you hugging your sister and talking and talking intimately, I often think,

One day I will have it all! Everything that should have been mine long ago! So, I can only blame you! Blame all the mistakes on you!"

Meng Yao felt that the hope she had just gained was carrying her down, throwing her into the bottomless abyss, darkness and hopelessness.

She has never done many wrong things in her life. Even if Beiming Wanrou did something so angry towards her, she has endured it time and time again!

For Xiao Lan, in order to repay the guilt in her heart, she chose this path and walked all the way without looking back. But in the end, what path did she choose and who did she help?

It was she herself who pushed herself into despair and gradually destroyed the Nangong family!

"Grandpa said that you don't have the right to own the things you asked for forever, so I listened to grandpa and stole the ore transportation route from Nangong Villa and personally handed it to the Jack family to create an ore transportation accident and provide grandpa with the ore he needed.

He gave the opportunity to drive away the troublesome woman. When Brother Nangong went to rescue the woman, he pretended to be raped and acted the most pitiable image. He mentioned his sister ten times a day and stayed by your side to aggravate your aunt.

Feeling of guilt!" Lu Qianning took away her wrist and smiled, "I heard from grandpa that Auntie seems to have found out about our fraud and helped me bury it. Thank you Auntie. Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of you.

Cherish the Nangong family you gave us, and I will also cherish Brother Nangong."

"Shut up! You don't deserve to call me that!"

Meng Yao was furious, raised his hand, and slapped Lu Qianning on the face.

There was a crisp sound, and a few drops of blood fell on Lu Qianning's face.

Lu Qian stared at her, without wiping the blood on his face, he raised his hand and slapped her back, which was at least ten times harder than Meng Yao's arm strength just now.

Meng Yao received this slap, her glasses fell off and fell to the ground. Her left ear was ringing and blood was pouring from the corner of her mouth. She hummed, "Lu Qianning, you can't compare to your sister Lu Lan. You will never compare to me. I'm blind. Look."

I can’t tell anyone, but I will never like you or want you!”

Lu Qianning turned to Lu Wei and said dissatisfied: "Grandpa, when will we kill this old woman? I don't want to see her face anymore."

Lu Wei shook his head, "The noble man who helped us has specified that he wants to see this old woman, so we can't kill her yet."

Lu Qianning stamped her feet, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face, and glanced at the Nangong Headquarters cadres and subordinates who were like turtles in a urn in the venue. As if she was enjoying an unparalleled sense of superiority, she stood up and sat down next to Lu Wei with elegant steps, and said doubtfully: "Grandpa makes mines."

When we joined forces with the Jack family, the man named Jack Heka is already dead, who else would be interested in this old woman?"

"This is a noble man," Lu Wei looked at Meng Yao who was lying on the ground and snorted coldly, "He is also an old friend of Mrs. Nangong."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard very slow footsteps coming from outside the quiet venue door...

Lu Wei looked cautious, pulled Lu Qianning to his feet, raised his eyebrows and said, "Here he comes."

Meng Yao held her face, stood up with difficulty, raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but when she was about to stand up, a pair of cold hands fell on her face. The voice was very familiar and distant, but it was the same voice that Meng Yao heard every time.

It was a nightmare that she would dream about every night. This voice was like a curse. When it sounded in her ears, it could drive her almost crazy.

"Ayao, you're fine."

Meng Yao's whole body was shaken, and his heart felt hollow. Panic and fear began to spread throughout his body, and the cold touch spread throughout his body in just this second.

There are only two men in this world who can call themselves Ayao.

One is Nangong Zhan.

one……

Meng Yao trembled his thin lips, his ferocious eyes still filled with unspeakable fear, "It's you..."

The man who walked into the venue was tall, wearing a pure white suit, very white, as pure as snow, with very straight eyebrows, a mixed-race profile, extremely light-colored pupils, shoulder-length hair, and a slight eagle on the tip of his nose.

The lip color is also light, as if it is the color of snow.

His whole body is pure white, except for his shoulder-length hair, which is as black as a deep spring in Wutan. This whiteness complements his whole person, especially the light and almost transparent color of his pupils, which can't help but attract people.

Look a few more times and explore these dreamlike pupils.

This is a pair of impeccable faces, a quiet and indifferent figure, and a touching voice.

But it has a murderous aura, not deliberately, not ostentatiously, and born with the chill of frost.

Like a poppy, it is alluring and beautiful, but frightening and daunting.

When he stood in the center of the venue, it was so quiet that even the heavy breathing could be heard clearly.

The older cadres couldn't help but step back with a look of horror on their faces.

Diderot.

Diderot, who planned an ambush and destroyed the Nangong Palace eleven years ago.

Diderot, who is known as a viral genius, kills people with a smile, and does all the horrifying things.

The most terrifying thing is not that he smiles and does murderous things; it is that this man can use cruel methods to torture people to death even in their dreams.

Having seen him once, I will never forget Diderot's appearance in this life. Not only is he amazing in appearance, but also because he is always killing people and using all kinds of means.

This is a real demon.

Lu Wei pulled Lu Qianning back and said: "Mr. Diderot, I followed your instructions exactly and got twice the result with half the effort. Now Nangong is in our hands."

Diderot raised his lips and smiled, "When did I say I want the Nangong family?"

Lu Wei's face changed slightly and he smiled apologetically: "Yes, this Nangong Island is certainly not worthy of Mr. Diderot..."

"Lu Wei..."

Meng Yao heard his trembling voice with clear particles, hitting his heart clearly. He had never experienced such a close and real feeling of fear in many years. It gradually spread to the bones of his limbs and invaded the blood. "When Xiao Lan died,

Whose hands... Do you still remember? You actually joined forces with this murderous scumbag... Do you have any intention at all?"