Ning Qing's heart felt like it had been stabbed by a knife, and she couldn't stop crying.
"Mom, why are you crying too?"
Ning Qing came back to her senses and touched the corner of her eye. I'm fine. You can go back with the uncles first.
"What do you want to do?" Mo Han asked.
Ning Qing did not answer. She turned around and looked behind her.
Lou si held a gun in her hand and was surrounded by a few people.
She pointed at ning Qing, her eyes burning with hatred. it's you! You're the one who ruined me and my plan! You even caused Qing Yue's death!"
Ning Qing was not afraid at all. She let go of Mo Han's hand and stepped forward to meet the muzzle of her gun.
"It's me."
“……”
"You should take a good look at me, and I should take a good look at you."
She stood outside the safe zone and was only three meters away from Lou si.
