C6 You Can't Take Her away

"She's not someone you can take away just because you want to. "

Soong Yichen, it's him again!

What could he do to make him let him go?

Ning Xia retreated again. It was not until she felt a chill on her back that she realized she could not retreat anymore. She could only stare at the man in front of her vigilantly.

"Mr. Soong, what do you mean by that?" Gu Linyu's voice suddenly became much colder.

When the two men looked at each other, the smell of gunpowder was obvious.

"Regardless of whether she is alive or dead, she is a member of the Soong family. Naturally, she wants to return to the Soong family with me. Or is it to say that you have already hung out with this man in just a few months after you were released from prison?" As he spoke, Soong Yichen's cold gaze shifted to Ning Xia, scaring her so much that she couldn't help but shiver.

"No, I didn't!" She responded subconsciously.

"It's best if you don't have it. " Soong Yichen's lips curved up slightly. His fingers, which were clearly defined by his joints, lightly pinched the cuff of his shirt. He spoke in an unrestrained and unrestrained manner.

Gu Linyu suppressed his anger and took a big step forward to stop Ning Xia. He said coldly, "The second young master of the Song Family is already dead. She has already atoned for her crimes in the prison for the past few years. Now, she is free. "

"It is not up to you to decide whether you are free or not. Ning Xia, get in the car! " Soong Yichen frowned slightly, obviously losing his patience.

Ning Xia was very grateful to this strange man's good intentions, but she also did not want to implicate the innocent.

She held the bag belt tightly and smiled at him. " He was right. No matter whether I live or die, I won't be able to escape from the Soong family. Thank you, goodbye. "

After saying that, she went into the black Maybach by the roadside without looking back.

Soong Yichen sneered and also turned around to leave.

The car was like an arrow that left the bow and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Seeing that familiar face getting further and further away from him, Gu Linyu could not help but clench his fists.

In the car, Ning Xia pursed her red lips and hid herself in a corner, trying her best to pull away from Soong Yichen.

In Soong Yichen's eyes, this had become another scene.

"What? My sudden appearance made your plan fail?" He mocked.

Ning Xia lowered her eyes and her tone was indifferent. "I don't understand what you are saying. "

"I really don't understand. Or is it that you are acting to protect that man? Hmm?" Soong Yichen's eyes darkened, and his five fingers forcefully clamped down on the woman's delicate chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

From Soong Yichen's eyes, she saw disgust, disgust, and endless hatred.

After so many years, the label of a murderer still could not be removed from him.

Her heart ached, and she replied in a hoarse voice, "I don't know him, so why act? As for you, you haven't left for a long time. Are you deliberately waiting for me to return? "

" Heh, you think you're worthy? " Soong Yichen let out a cold snort and shook her off.

Ning Xia was not prepared and her forehead hit the window. The pain made her suck in a breath of cold air.

It could be seen that Soong Yichen really did not have the slightest bit of pity for her.

The corner of her lips curled up slightly, and her smile was somewhat bitter.

For the next half an hour or so, Soong Yichen was busy with his own matters and did not take another look at her.

On the winding mountain road, Ning Xia looked at the brightly lit villa halfway up the mountain and felt her heart tighten.

This was Soong Yichen's home, and also. . . Soong Qingchen's.

When she just got out of prison, she had asked around. Ever since the funeral, Liang Muying had moved out of here and migrated overseas, but Soong Yichen still kept her and Soong Qingchen's rooms.

The car stopped, and Ning Xia followed Soong Yichen into the room. Everything was still the same as before, and it seemed to be different again.

"Sir, you are back," the housekeeper, Mrs. Liu, walked over with a smile. When she saw Ning Xia, she was surprised at first, but then she showed concern. "Miss Ning, you are back. "

Ning Xia nodded and was about to speak when Soong Yichen's bone-chilling voice came from above her head. "Mother Liu, I think you are old. This is the Soong family, where did Miss Ning come from?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Then. . . Second Madam, give me the things. It's very tiring. " Mother Liu immediately changed her words.

In the entire Soong family, besides Soong Qingchen, Mother Liu was the person who treated her the best.

Only she believed that she was innocent.

"No need. I can do it myself. " Ning Xia's tone was gentle. As she smiled, her almond eyes curved into two crescent moons. Only then did she have some traces of her past.

Soong Yichen was annoyed and once again interrupted the conversation between the two. "Ha, do you really think I am bringing you back to be the Young Madam? From today onwards, you're just a servant of Soong family. There's nothing special about you!"

"This. . . " Mama Liu could not bear it.

Ning Xia was not surprised at all.

It was just being a servant. It was much better than being a prisoner in prison.

"Okay. " She agreed readily.

Soong Yichen could not help but look down at her. He asked Mr Yang to arrange work for her and went straight upstairs.

"Miss Ning, this is your room. " Mr Yang's attitude was polite and distant.

She nodded. "Thank you. I am just a servant of Soong family. You don't have to be so polite. Just call me Ning Xia. "

"En, it is late. Quickly rest. There are still many things waiting for tomorrow morning. " Mr Yang left these instructions and turned around to leave.

Ning Xia sighed and looked around. It was a little small, but it was the Soong family after all. They were well-prepared in all aspects.

After putting the things in simple terms, she took a hot bath and prepared to sleep comfortably.

But in her dream, she saw Soong Qingchen.

He was skinny and sat in a wheelchair. His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were staring straight at her. He quickly approached her.

She tried to speak, but she couldn't move. In a breath's time, there was only a few centimeters between them.

The once sunny big boy smiled at her, his hands directly pinching her neck, his voice coarse: "Ning Xia, it's you. You killed me. I want you to die with me. . . "

"No, no, it's not me!" Ning Xia suddenly jumped up and realized that she had just had a dream.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and licked her dry lips.

"Ring ring ring. . . "

"Ah!!"