You Are My Rare Passion

Four people were unceremoniously thrown on the street and fell to the ground.

An Zhenglin's palm was scratched, dripping with blood.

He was lying on the ground, looking at the tall and towering building in front of him, with a dazed expression, as if in a lifetime.

Married to Lu Jiayao, a farm boy, he had everything overnight.

For more than ten years, it seems like a dream at the flick of a finger.

Everything he owned was lost overnight.

Now, he has no car, no house, and no deposits. All his net worth is about a few thousand yuan in his personal wallet.

The former friends were afraid of Zhou Shengqian, afraid of being implicated by him, they all avoided seeing him.

He has nowhere to go.

He slowly sat up from the ground, looked at Pang Xiangwen, his eyes were dark and bottomless: "Lu Ning has taken back Lu's family, and he will definitely go to the grave of his grandparents and mother to pay homage... Lu Ning is dead, I am Lu Ning The only legal heir... Pang Xiangwen, do you understand what I mean?"

Thinking of what was about to happen, Pang Xiangwen trembled with fear.

But she has no choice.

She has nothing left.

She didn't know how the other party did it. All her private possessions were frozen.

She has nothing left.

If she didn't follow what An Zhenglin said, she would end up in poverty and starve to death on the street.

Either way, they are all dead. If Lu Ning dies, An Zhenglin can inherit Lu Ning's entire property. At least her two children can still live in luxury in the days to come, and they don't have to die on the street with her.

Being a mother is strong.

For her two children, she can do anything!

She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and the expression on her face gradually became determined.

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evening.

After Lu Ning worshiped his grandparents and mother, he walked down the mountain along the mountain road.

Walking halfway, he saw a person lying on the ground in front of him, his body curled up, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Lu Ning quickly walked towards that person.

Xiu Qi hastily stretched out his hand to stop him, "Young Master Lu, let's just go and have a look."

"No need," Lu Ning glanced at him with deep eyes: "Stay away from me, I have my plan, don't worry."

Without stopping, he walked quickly towards the man.

Walking up to the man, he knelt down to check.

The man's face was facing the ground, just as he reached out to move the man's head, trying to test the man's breath, whether he was dead or alive.

The man suddenly stabbed him with a knife.

There was a sneering smile on the corners of Lu Nie's lips, and he turned sideways, avoiding the deadly part.

The man stabbed him in the arm with a knife.

At the same time that man stabbed Lu Ning's arm with a knife, Xiu Qi and Xiu Yuan rushed forward and kicked him away.

The man was kicked more than a meter away, spat out a mouthful of blood, and dropped the knife.

She curled up, endured the pain for a while, squirmed, and reached forward with all her strength, trying to pick up the knife, but someone stepped on the handle of the knife.

Lu Ning clutched his injured arm, looked down at her, and sneered mockingly, "Pang Xiangwen, can't find a place to eat? What do you think of the prison meal? Although the prison meal is not delicious, at least it is free. Are you right?"

Pang Xiangwen clutched her stomach, looked up at him with difficulty, angry and afraid, trembling all over: "You...you..."

Lu Ning looked at her mockingly and smiled, "Pang Xiangwen, do you know? I dreamed of sending you to prison, and now, I can finally get my wish!"