463: C463 I Won't Die yet

C463 I Won't Die yet

Nangong Yuan sighed softly, "If only Ah Mo had such an idea, sigh, you are even more intimate than my brother's own son. "

"To be honest, Chi Dong has already treated father-in-law as my father to serve him." Zhou Chidong said it seriously.

Nangong Yuan's eyes lit up, then he patted his shoulder and laughed, "Haha, I really envy my brother for having a son-in-law like you. You can go in, you don't need to see him off."

"Take care, uncle." Zhou Chidong was very polite. He even told the driver to drive slowly. He was really a careful person.

After seeing the car go far away, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He coldly snorted and said, These people are really hard to deal with.

Nangong Mo returned to the bedroom, locked the door behind him, and strode into the room. Indeed, he saw the tall figure of the woman. He felt that she should have come back. He did not expect that his premonition was correct. Was this a tacit understanding between their hearts?

"You're willing to come back?" He walked over and turned the woman around with his back to him.

Lo Zhu was standing by the window and looking at the night outside through the curtain. She knew he was approaching but did not expect him to turn her around to face him. She saw that he had a smile on his face. She raised her eyebrows, "Your sister is dead, so you are not sad at all?"

He held her shoulder blade with both hands, and the smile on his face remained the same. When he spoke, he was not as careless as usual, but he did not have any emotions either. "Life, age, illness, and disasters are all natural. Could it be that if I am sad, she can be resurrected?"

Lo Zhu was slightly stunned and looked up at the man in front of her. Only then did she see clearly. It turned out that this man's usual indifferent smile hid true ruthlessness. That's right. He often smiles charmingly at people but his smile does not have much sincerity. Or rather, it doesn't have any sincerity at all.

In fact, he was the same as her, his heart was numb. She directly showed it on her face, while he just hid it by forcing a smile.

Her heart skipped a beat. She was unwilling to believe that they were actually on the same path.

Lo Zhu gave a sarcastic smile, "So you don't want to find the murderer to help your sister take revenge?"

"This is not something that I can find the murderer immediately. I am telling you now. You don't have to stay here for the next few days. There are policemen patrolling the house. It's not safe for you to stay here. I have already sent someone to investigate what you want to investigate. There will always be news. If something like this happens at home, I won't be able to leave for a while. " He was really curious. Once something happened, he would think of letting her go first. Did he really care about her that much?

Lo Zhu found it hard to believe that he cared about her safety? After all, if the police found out about her, not only would it be as simple as capturing her back to the prison, she might also be implicated in the murder of his sister.

She pretended to be relaxed and teased, "You chased me away so quickly? Afraid that I would implicate you? Don't tell me... you never thought that the murderer might be me? "

Nangong Mo retracted his hands into his pants pocket. The smile in his dark black eyes had disappeared. It was so deep that it seemed to be able to suck a person's soul into it. Lo Zhu actually looked away in a panic.

Seeing this, his thin lips raised into a beautiful arc. "Although you are an assassin, you are an idiot assassin. You have no reason to kill my fourth sister and third brother-in-law."

Such words made Lo Zhu extremely dissatisfied. She bit her lips and stared at him again. "Who are you calling an idiot assassin?"

"Isn't it? Who would acknowledge thieves as their father? And even foolishly let the punishment hit him without resistance. " He unceremoniously opened her scar. The anger that had just risen in her heart immediately subsided and she silently lowered her eyes.

How could she be considered an assassin in the past? She was just a chess piece that had been grabbed by someone. Wherever her master wanted her to go, she had to go.

After remaining silent for a moment, her gaze turned to the window and suddenly said, "What if I say that I've entered the fake mountain and saw them?"

Nangong Mo's pupils shrank. He narrowed his eyes and looked straight at her. "You want to say that you saw the murderer?"

Lo Zhu did not want to recall the scene she saw in the fake mountain, but it was indeed not long after she came out of the fake mountain that she saw someone jump into the fake mountain.

"I..."

Knock, knock. Just as she said one word, there was a sudden knock on the door. The two of them were shocked and unconsciously shivered.

After the knock, it was the butler Old Zhang's words that came in. "Young Master, the old master's condition is not good. Young Master should go and see the old master." Old Zhang's voice was filled with anxiety. It seemed that he was very worried about the old master.

The two people in the room clearly let out a sigh of relief. Nangong Mo replied, "I know. I will be there in a while."

"Alright, I will go and see my father first. I will let someone inform you after the matter at home is settled." Nangong Mo did not continue the topic of conversation just now. He paused for a moment and said, "Oh right, during this period of time outside, I will arrange a place for you to stay."

Lo Zhu's face darkened. What he meant was that he treated her as his mistress. Provide a place for him to stay? Of course she refused, "No need." Even if she compromised with him, it did not mean that she would wait for him in the big house like the other women.

"It's up to you. In any case, I have already prepared it for you." After he finished speaking, he took out a key as if he was performing a magic trick and grabbed her hand. He put the key in her palm and said, "Mansion Number One, my private residence. No woman has lived there yet. You are the first"2

Lo Zhu was stunned by his words. She looked down at the key in her hand. Her heart was rippling because of his words and her brows were tightly furrowed.

When she raised her eyes, the man had already walked to the door. She subconsciously blurted out, "You don't want to know who the murderer is?"

The man's footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the door and slightly turned his head to look at her. "The murderer will be caught sooner or later." A smile appeared in his eyes. "When did you care so much about my matters? It seems that women all like gifts. " He thought that giving her a key to a big house would make her happy.

Lo Zhu frowned and was about to refute when he reached out his index finger and placed it in front of his lips to signal her to keep quiet. His smile was somewhat bewitching as he opened the door and went out.

Lo Zhu really had no way to deal with this man. The key in her hand wanted to smash over but she had already raised her hand and was unable to smash over no matter what. She was getting more and more confused about what exactly happened to her.

She looked at the key in her hand again. What happened to his private residence? She did not believe that there was no woman who had lived there before. She snorted in disdain but damn it, why did she have a trace of joy?

Nangong Mo went to his father's room. The door had nothing to do with him. Before he entered, he heard voices coming from inside. It seemed that everyone in the family had come to accompany his father. Was his father really suffering such a huge blow this time?

He frowned slightly and quickly relaxed. He slowly walked into the room and saw that everyone was there. His father was lying on the bed. The doctor had just given him a check-up and prescribed some medicine to calm his mind.

"Dad, are you alright?" Nangong Mo walked in and stood at the end of the bed. His relaxed attitude made people very angry.

Nangong Xi's mood only calmed down a little. When he heard his son's words, he cast a glance at him unhappily. "I won't die yet."

Eldest Sister Nangong Fei had always been by his father's side. She immediately glared at her younger brother. "Ah Mo, what time is it now? You still want to sully your father?"

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