Nangong Ming, what do you want? Let Fanfan and I recognize each other and then cruelly separate us. This is the plan you had at the beginning. Even if Qinglong didn’t go with me that day, you will find various reasons to separate us. What do you want me to do? Tell me straight."

"You know me so much?" Nangong Ming's tone was a little light, and he turned to look at her, but there was no smile in his eagle's eyes.

Such a Nangong Ming Phantom is so familiar. He is just a smiling Yan Luo. The more he smiles with you, the more cruel he feels.

"What do you want, just say it out loud and say your purpose. As long as you promise me not to break up Fanfan and me, you can do whatever you want me to do." Phantom put down all his pride and dignity and said in compromise.

In fact, her dignity was worthless in his eyes many years ago. He cruelly stepped on her dignity and tortured her torture her willfully, and now she has lost even the only little dignity left.

"Whatever you do?" Nangong Ming seemed to have expected the Phantom to compromise. He sat lazily on the sofa, signaling her to look at the documents on the coffee table.

Looking at the three big words "Contract Book" written on it, the Phantom's head buzzed, and suddenly felt an unknown feeling, and even the hand holding the contract book was shaking.

The contract states that if she wants to see Fanfan again, she must move to the villa, and her identity is his, for five years. During these five years, she cannot have any connection with any man, otherwise she will never see Fanfan.

The Phantom's body was shaking violently, and a thin piece of paper made her palms hurt. She wanted to throw the contract book directly on his face.

The Phantom roared in shame and anger, "Nangong Ming, don't think about it!"

Phantom never thought that Nangong Ming would offer such a condition, *, haha, what a sarcastic word, should she thank him? Because she is now a famous person, no longer following him without any name.

Nangong Ming looked at her sarcastically, "Didn't you say you are willing to do anything for Fanfan? I just say what a hypocritical woman you are, and how great it is to pretend maternal love to me."

"Nangong Ming!" The Phantom stared at him with gritted teeth. How could there be such a hateful man in this world? Is he willing to torture her to death?

She finally broke off from him and really didn't want to continue to get entangled with him anymore. If this continues, she is really afraid that she will become crazy! She will become crazy! She will become crazy!

When his body softened, the Phantom actually knelt down. Even if the proud Phantom was cruelly trampled under his feet and tortured by the woman who had never shed a tear. At this time, she actually knelt in front of him. Nangong Ming's face was no longer as careless as before, and anger was enduring on his tense face.

"Nangong Ming, what can you let me go? Do you hate me? Okay, then you kill me today! Instead of being tortured like this, it's better to die!" Phantom's eyes sterned, his eyes fell on the glass ashtray on the coffee table, raised his hand and exerted force. The thick glass shattered under the palm of his palm, and a strong smell of blood spread. Phantom did not hesitate, holding the sharp glass and cutting it towards the artery on his neck.

At that time, Nangong Ming grabbed her wrist and looked at her bloody palm. The anger on his face was like a ball of flames and wanted to swallow her. His face glared at her terrifyingly, holding her strength and wishing to crush her wrist, regardless of whether she would feel pain. It seemed that he wanted her to hurt, and wanted her to hurt more than she is now!

"Damn it! You're looking for death!" Nangong Ming roared unbearably, and the roaring sound was breathtaking in the narrow space.

"Yes, I want to die. Instead of being tortured by you, I would rather die!" The sad tears flowed down the Phantom's beautiful face. She wanted to break away from his clamp. The broken bones of her wrist were painful, but she still couldn't break away. It was like she was pinned by him from beginning to end, unable to escape or stay away. She was so helpless and painful, as if she was being held in the palm of her hand*, and she didn't even have the right to die, "Ah--"

The Phantom screamed unbearable. It hurt so much that her heart was already so painful that she could not breathe. She released all the pain she had suppressed for so many years. The sad voice seemed to make people feel her pain.

Nangong Mingxin shook and subconsciously threw her away. She fell softly to the ground, blood poured into her wrist, and fragments of glass pierced into her palm, and she was so weak that she was about to faint, but she seemed to feel no pain, or there were other more painful places.

When his throat tightened, Nangong Ming's heart hurt inexplicably, as if he was stabbed by a needle. He could not find the wound or even bleed, but it was so painful that it made people unable to breathe.

He staggered his eyes and refused to look at her. The miserable woman in front of him was not the Phantom he knew. No matter how he tortures and insults the Phantom he knew, she always proudly raised her head and refused to admit defeat. Even if her eyes were filled with tears, she would never show weakness in front of him. But looking at her now, is she really so painful? She really can't bear to leave Qinglong? It's not that she has never been a woman, as for her, she seems to live a life worse than death!

I don't know if it was the flame of anger or something that rushed to my heart. Nangong Ming was so angry that he was cold and his voice was cold and cold. "Don't die with me if you want to die. Get out of here! The hypocritical woman said she wanted to compensate her son, and said that you owe him what you owe him, and you will die. You didn't care about your son at all. Didn't you say that you would do everything for him? Why don't you still not want to? In fact, the love you said can really give a little bit. If you miss, you will die, but I will never let my son attend your funeral. I also want him to resent you for the rest of your life, you irresponsible mother!"

Nangong Ming's cruel and ruthless words pierced her heart like a sharp knife. The Phantom's mind was in a mess. She could no longer tell whether he was distorting right and wrong. She only knew that Nangong Ming was right and wrong. She was sorry to Fanfan. No matter how tight she was forced by Nangong Ming, she shouldn't commit suicide. She and Fanfan just recognized each other. She still owed him so many years of maternal love. Yes, she was too selfish and she had not paid off the debt she owed. How could she die?

The Phantom is like a soulless walking corpse. Her mind is blank. She doesn't even know how to walk out of the office. She only vaguely hears the screams of others. She sees several secretary coming over in panic. She is so scared that her face turns white when she sees the blood on her hands. At that moment, the Phantom really wants to laugh. She wants to tell them not to be afraid. In fact, it doesn't hurt at all. It really doesn't hurt, but it hurts in her throat. No sound can be made. The echoes of Nangong Ming's sinister ultimatum is Nangong Ming, "If I don't see you in the villa before tomorrow night, then I will let Fanfan treat you as dead..."

hehe……

The palm of her hand was bandaged by several secretary in a hurry. The bandage was good, at least she did not bleed anymore. They said that they had to go to the hospital after she had shed so much blood. She shook her head, pushed them away, and walked out alone. What is such a wound? If she went to the hospital like this, then what was the wound in her heart? She had already lost her skin. When she arrived at the hospital, how many wounds could the doctor heal her? Some of them could not heal.

Walking in the hall, everyone looked at her with horror and confusion. What was frightened was that the seemingly thin body contained such a large amount of energy, which could knock down several security guards in a few seconds. What was confused was where the blood on her body came from? Didn’t she go up to find the president? There were also a few gloating sneer, thinking that she must have been beaten by the president, and deserved it!

The Phantom admired herself a little. At this time, she could still see their expressions clearly. She walked out of the office building speechlessly. The sun stinged her eyes. She raised her hand, but why couldn't she feel the slightest warmth?

The Phantom laughed softly, and it was even more sad than crying. She was so stupid. She thought she could really get away from Nangong Ming. That was simply a fool. It was impossible for her to live a normal life and get the happiness of a normal person.

Happiness is always an unattainable thing for her.

From now on, she will no longer expect the word "happiness". Her purpose of living is for her son.

Walking aimlessly on the street, the Phantom's heart was deserted.

When she returned to the apartment, her feet were numb. Only then did she remember that she had driven there in the morning and felt that her feet had been blisters, which made her heart hurt.

The gauze in the palm of her palm was also soaked in blood. She stepped step by step and stood at the door of her house, Qinglong, who was about to knock on the door, heard the sound of footsteps, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. He knew that it was her that she was back, but her footsteps, how could she be so powerless? Are you tired?

When Qinglong thought about this, the Phantom had already walked up. He smiled and went up to her. When he saw the blood on her body and the palms wrapped in gauze, he could no longer laugh!

He asked with a tight voice, "How did you get hurt? What happened?"

He was so nervous that he even trembled his voice. He carefully held her palms and looked at the blood on her body in panic to see if there were any other wounds, and his eyes were filled with warm heartache.

The Phantom looked at him intently, thinking that if she could really be with him, she would be happy.

Qinglong asked even more nervously when she saw that she didn't speak, "Ying? What's wrong with you? Who hurts you? Talking."

The Phantom spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, as if he had been dying of water in the desert for a long time, "Qinglong..."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!