Chapter 153: The locked wooden box (1:

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After ning Qing left, the man standing in front of the desk finally relaxed, and his face was stormy.

Fear, powerlessness, unwillingness, and despair.

His steady and tall body swayed, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Young Madam has arrived, Lu Zhui reported as he entered the room.

Nian lie was extremely exhausted, his eyelids drooping.

Yes.

Outside the window, the sun was scorching.

His entire body was as cold as ice.

Find someone to guard her and don't let anyone from the old mansion get close to her.

Lu Zhui lowered his head. I understand.

After ning Qing returned to Yunyan No. 1, she hid in her room gloomily and did not go downstairs.

When he reappeared downstairs, it was already three days later.

The servant saw her outfit and quickly asked her where she was going.

Ning Qing looked at her coldly, as if she had seen through everything.

I miss mom and dad, so I'm going back to the ning family.

When the servant said that she would report to Nian lie, she smiled.

The smile didn't reach his eyes.

Alright, he said.

The maid called Nian lie right in front of her.

He knew that she was willing to go out, so he didn't say much.

After hanging up the phone, he knew that he had obtained the right to go out.

She didn't smile, nor did she complain.

She was like a beautiful doll, without a soul or emotion.

She was too calm.

It was so calm that the servant felt an inexplicable panic in her heart.

Ning Qing walked out of the door and a gust of wind blew.

It was a little cold outside. The sky was covered with dark clouds and gloomy. The wind blew at the trees desperately, and the fallen leaves flew to the ground and floated into the air.

It seemed like a storm was coming.

She numbly glanced at the bodyguards behind her and remained silent.

He got into the car and left the complex carved gate.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the ning family's neighborhood.

The bodyguard opened the car door for her with a respectful attitude, as if she was really a pampered Madam in a rich family who did whatever she wanted.

Ning Qing held her handbag and tucked her stray hair behind her ears.

He quietly and indifferently glanced at the crowd and said,

I'm going home, you don't have to follow me.

The bodyguards looked at each other and one of them stepped forward.

young Madam, young master has instructed us to follow you wherever you go to ensure your safety.

Protect Yingluo

Ning Qing laughed sarcastically.

If he wanted to monitor her, she would not be able to escape.

She knew this in her heart, but the reverse and displeasure grew.

His face turned cold.

Are you going to follow me when I take a bath and change my clothes? she retorted sarcastically.

Of course not, the bodyguard replied in: panic:

my parents are the only ones in my family. If my parents were dangerous, I wouldn't have lived until now.

What would my parents think if you follow me in like this? Are you saying that I've been imprisoned by Nian lie?

Young Madam, we dare not.

Ning Qing found it ironic that the crowd had shouted those three words.

Since you don't dare, then stay here.

After that, she went into the gate of the neighborhood and ignored them.

He opened the door with his old key and the house was as quiet as ever.

Ning Qing looked around. Father ning and mother ning were not there.

In fact, she had specially chosen this day.

She was afraid that they would stop her.

She quickly went up to the second floor and returned to her room.

Ning Qing began to look around.

She believed that there would always be some things that had not been put away. She would definitely be able to find something related to the period of time she had forgotten.

However, after rummaging for a long time, he found nothing.

Ning Qing was a little depressed.

She pursed her lips, stood up, opened the door, and went into the room next door.

This was ning SU's room, and the decorations had never changed.

Suppressing her heavy mood, she lowered her body and began a new round of searching.

Finally, he found a small wooden box under ning SU's bed.

The wood was so red that it was almost black, and the carvings were exquisite. There was a thick layer of dust on the surface.

It was even locked.