"Are you from the Nan family?" she couldn't help asking.

She had lived in the Nan family for so long and had heard about something from the housekeeper. It seemed that it was no secret that Nan Yuling had a disagreement with the people in the family.

Because of the last incident, the Nan family went bankrupt, and the people of the Nan family hated him to the core.

"Those wastes don't have this ability." Nan Yuling pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

Although his second uncle and others had this idea, they lacked their abilities and could not hurt him at all.

And the person who assassinated him that time was obviously someone with special training.

But it was not these things that made him care about, because... those people didn't seem to be coming for him.

Thinking of this, Nan Yuling's eyes darkened and he looked at the woman in his arms.

...

After hearing his words, Su Xingyue's expression on her face became even more worried.

This man seems to have more enemies than she thought.

Yes, with such a domineering and reckless personality, it is difficult not to make enemies without making enemies.

"I won't let anyone hurt you!" Looking at the worried expression on her face, he suddenly frowned and said to her seriously.

His sudden words first made Su Xingyue stunned, and then he felt warm.

In his low voice, it sounds so reliable.

However, she couldn't help but feel helpless.

He thought she was worried about her safety...

She was obviously worried about him.

Thinking of it, she sighed and suddenly leaned into his arms a little.

"Nan Yuling, don't be hurt anymore..." she said in a low voice.

Her voice was very thin, but Nan Yuling was shocked.

She... was really worried about him and his comfort.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, his expression becoming complicated.

There was also a kind of emotion in his heart that warmed his heart.

"Okay!" He pursed his lips and his voice slowly rang.

Outside the wooden house, heavy snow is still falling...

...

The climate of Snow Island is special. After a long dark night, a brief light is ushered in.

Early in the morning, Nan Yuling was video conference in the wooden house. Su Xingyue was bored, so she put on a thick down jacket and waited for gloves to leave the wooden house.

After sunrise, the temperature on the top of the snow-capped mountain became slightly higher, although it was still as cold as ever.

After a night of snow, the snow on the ground became much thicker. Su Xingyue originally wanted to take a few photos on the top of the mountain, but after walking out for a few steps, she gave up.

It's too tiring to walk in the thick snow.

So he squatted down on the spot, grabbed a few handfuls of snow, and started a snowman.

When she was young, she caught a cold on a snowy day, and her mother refused to let her go out to play with the snow. She cried for a long time. In order to make fun of her, her mother pinched a white snowman and took her home for her to see.

According to his memory, Su Xingyue was seriously scrambling Bai Xue. Soon, she pinched a little snowman slightly larger than her palm.

Although she is not as skillful as her mother, she is quite satisfied with it. She is also very skillful.

Just as she was thrilling and wanted to take the snowman back to see for Nan Yuling, a gentle voice suddenly sounded beside her.

"This snowman is very cute..."

She turned her head in surprise. At some point, there was a young woman wearing a white cloak and holding a transparent umbrella around her, looking straight at the snowman in her hand.

The woman is very thin, her pretty face does not have much blood, and it looks like a feeling of inexplicable distress.

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Chapter completed!