C18 Sedum

The two of them looked at each other from afar, smiling as they reminisced about their past. Tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, causing them to smile, making them look so sad and desperate.

After a while, the two of them acted as if they had agreed to meet.

A man rose from the stone steps of the flower bed, turned, and left the place without looking back at the man sitting in the window on the upper floor.

One of them spread his arms, closed his eyes, and jumped down from the 28th floor.

That day was Yan Xiaoke's most despairing day ever since she came to this world. Even though she was wounded by Nan Shaoloong later on, she didn't despair like that day.

She knew that a friend as close as a sister wanted to commit suicide, but she couldn't do anything about it. She didn't even have anyone that wanted to help her. He could only turn around and leave silently, not daring to look at the moment Faang Xue jumped down from the stairs.

Three months later, the morning seemed especially cold.

At the Nan Family Villa, Yan Xiaoke, dressed in a grey uniform and wearing the clothes of a lowly servant, had red ears from the cold and was holding a large broom, strenuously sweeping away the leaves on the ground.

"Hu!"

It was so cold that Yan Xiaoke stopped what she was doing and used her chapped and frozen hands.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the villa in front of him.

"Ai!"

She did not expect that Nan Family had not even released the news of her recruitment, making it impossible for her to become Faang Xue's child's nurturing master.

However, what was fortunate was that she still entered the Nan Family. Although she was just a servant in the courtyard and didn't even have the qualifications to enter the grand and strict villa in the main courtyard of the Nan Family, she had still managed to enter the Nan Family Villa, no?

It was believed that as long as she continued to stay at Nan Family as a servant, there would be a day where she would come into contact with Faang Xue's child. She must fulfill Faang Xue's last wish and never let her rest in peace even if she died.

When she thought of Faang Xue, Yan Xiaoke's eyes reddened, and her heart ached again.

The lives of ordinary people were truly inferior like dust. Such a living person had committed suicide from the Empire's most advanced hospital, but not a single ripple had been stirred up.

Even though Faang Xue was a birth mother with a very high index, it did not make anyone want to pay attention to her or discuss why she had jumped down to commit suicide.

Wiping her eyes, Yan Xiaoke continued sweeping the floor.

Who cares about the heads of these lowly servants? They stared at them all the time. If he had stayed any longer, he would definitely have been scolded again. In the three months that she had been in the Nan Family, she had received quite a bit of scolding.

At the same time, on the third floor of the main building in Nan Family.

Nan Shaoloong stood in front of the window and watched Yan Xiaoke sweeping the floor not far away from him.

Yan Xiaoke, 19, had a timid personality. Since she was young, she had never felt like she existed in the circles she lived in. Other than Faang Xue, who was a friend, she did not have another friend she could call a friend with.

An extremely ordinary ordinary person, his identity was also as pure as it could be.

On the surface, there was not the slightest bit of doubt.

However, the birth mother called Faang Xue committed suicide after seeing her. Therefore, it would be impossible to say that she had no problems at all.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

At this moment, someone knocked on the study door.

"Come in."

As he spoke, he walked with a calm gait to the black leather chair in front of the desk and sat down.

He crossed his legs and leaned against the back of the chair, releasing a dense aura of a superior being. It was like the descent of a divine residence, and the aura was sharp and domineering.

"Young Lord."

The one who opened the door and walked in was Nan Family Main Courtyard's butler, Nan Yang. He was a 60-odd year old man who was fat and white, with a bald head. He was also an Adept, but at a low level.

He first stood at the door and respectfully called out to Nan Shaoloong. Then, he closed the door and walked towards Nan Shaoloong.

"Young Lord, call me over. What can I do for you?" Nan Yang came to the front of the desk and respectfully asked Nan Shaoloong:

"Uncle Nan, get that Yan Xiaoke to be my personal maid, and then remove the few people who serve me. As Nan Shaoloong said that, a trace of viciousness flashed across his eyes.

"Young Lord, why don't you just capture that Yan Xiaoke and torture her to death?" With the method of forcing her to confess using our Nan Family, I believe that it wouldn't even take a day for her to pry open her mouth and reveal which family actually sent her. " Nan Yang said out his doubts.

At the same time, he thought to himself: How could someone as noble and cold as his young master be able to have such an ugly girl serving him closely, and with such a questionable identity at that.

"A soldier whose identity is as pure as a piece of white paper is either as innocent as true or as a Death Soldier cultivated outside the clan. Do you think it would be useful to pry open her mouth for these suicide soldiers? " Nan Shaoloong looked at Nan Yang and said with a casual tone.

As for the other possibility, Nan Shaoloong didn't believe it at all. If Yan Xiaoke's identity was truly so innocent, then why would that birth mother called Faang Xue commit suicide after seeing her.

"But, there's no need to transfer her to your side! As long as you let the servants continue to monitor her, I believe they will soon find out who the person behind her is. " When Nan Yang heard Young Lord's analysis, he was even more against transferring Yan Xiaoke to Young Lord's side.

"Uncle Nan, this poisonous snake is hiding in the dark and wants to pull it out. How can you not have any bait?" Nan Shaoloong's tone was indifferent, but that originally strong aura immediately gave off a murderous aura.

If he dared to go against their Nan Family, then don't blame him for being merciless and merciless, completely uprooting them and annihilating their entire family.

Nan Yang's body trembled from the killing intent in his family's Young Lord's powerful aura.

Oh my god! His family's Young Lord was getting more and more unfathomable. He was so strong that there was no end to it.

"Even so, Nan Yang did not agree with Young Lord's idea." Young Lord, how can this be, you are the future Patriarch of our Nan Family. How can I let you do something as dangerous as being a bait? "No, no, this is too dangerous."

Although that Yan Xiaoke was an ordinary person, if she was really a Death Soldier, then they couldn't judge her by ordinary people. Thus, no matter what, Young Lord should not be put at risk.

"Hehe!" Uncle Nan, you are worrying too much. "She's just an ordinary person. Even if she were a death warrior, she wouldn't even be able to touch a single hair on my head." Withdrawing his aura, Nan Shaoloong showed a rare smile and said in a funny tone,

However, Uncle Nan was also worried about himself, so Nan Shaoloong immediately added, "Uncle Nan, with my strength, there aren't many people in the Empire that can touch me. You don't have to worry too much."

Nan Yang was shocked by the fleeting smile on Nan Shaoloong's face again, so his expression became blank and he didn't immediately agree with Nan Shaoloong's words.

Oh my god! His family's Young Lord laughed. This was truly a slaughter between a man and a woman! Those two dimples on the sides were really mesmerizing. "At least Young Lord rarely smiled, otherwise he would have had a lot of infatuation.