After today's incident, his subordinates, who had always been content with their lot, seemed to have changed their perception of Nian lie.
This man who looked cold, ruthless, and decisive was actually very soft-hearted, and he would put down his dignity and status to save someone. This was something that they could not help but admire!
Nian lie indeed felt his own helplessness. He didn't refuse and sat in the wheelchair.
In the mortuary, mother ning was crying very loudly.
Ning Qing slowly walked closer. Father ning's eyes were red. Qingqing, Qianqian.
There was no one else in ning Qing's eyes except for the White cloth.
Mother ning was still crying. Hansu, it's all my fault! We should have let Qingqing save you first. Your father and I are so old, and you're still so young. It's not easy for you to come back to us. How could this happen? God, return my daughter to me, return her to me!"
Ning Qing walked closer and removed the White cloth.
