Doesn't she resent Ye Zhikuang at all?

If Ye Zhikuang hadn't interfered with this matter, Nie Changfeng wouldn't have died so miserably.

Therefore, Ye Mulian wanted to give it a try. One more enemy is not as good as one more friend.

Arriving at an arch bridge by the lake, Ye Mulian looked at the slowly parading boats, but her heart felt particularly calm.

The willow tree planted at the head of the bridge was blown up by the wind and hit Nie Jing's face.

She looked at the woman standing in the middle of the arch bridge, her brows furrowed, and she froze in confusion for a long time, unable to figure out why Ye Mulian was looking for her.

Then he walked quickly, came behind Ye Mulian, and called out in a low voice: "Miss Mulian, what do you want from me?"

Ye Mulian turned around slowly, with an easy-going smile on her lips, and said softly: "Miss Nie, I'm here to greet your Uncle Nie."

Nie Jing stiffened and took a step back unconsciously.

At this time, I mentioned to her that Nie Changfeng was probably not a good person.

Because Ye Mulian's father had just been arrested, and Nie Jing also knew the person who sprinkled silver pollen on Fengtou Mountain.

When Ye Mulian comes now, it's not just a simple greeting.

Nie Jing put her hands behind her back and said, "If you have anything to say, please speak directly without beating around the bush."

"Very good, I like people who are cheerful." Ye Mulian walked towards her and brought his lips close to her ear: "I heard that Nie Changfeng is very good to you."

Nie Jing turned her head sharply and stared at Ye Mulian with cold eyes: "This has nothing to do with you. Your greeting is a bit excessive."

"Okay, if you don't like this kind of greeting, then we'll greet you in another way." Seeing Nie Jing's angry look, Ye Mulian not only didn't get angry, but instead smiled sinisterly: "Mr. Nie

Feng has been so good to you, now that the Murong family has destroyed Nie Changfeng's family, aren't you going to do something?"

Nie Jing's heart trembled violently, Ye Mulian was poking at her sore spot.

She has been looking for opportunities to take revenge, but unfortunately she was controlled by a thousand-year-old demon, so she did not dare to act rashly. She could only grit her teeth and endure the suffering, and then struggled in the darkness.

She clenched her fists, turned around, and left quickly.

But how could Ye Mulian let her go so easily? When Nie Jing turned around, Ye Mulian suddenly took Nie Jing's hand: "You don't have to struggle between friendship and hatred, just go back and ask Ye Zhikuang, she

Are you willing to help you take revenge? Are you willing to help you destroy the Murong family? Then you can see how she will respond to you."

"Ye Mulian, don't be so naive. If this problem were you, you would never betray one friend for another."

"I will!" As soon as Nie Jing finished speaking, Ye Mulian replied decisively.

Nie Jing turned around and looked at Ye Mulian, her expression stunned, and it took her a long time to reply: "I'm busy, so I'll go back first."

Then, he withdrew his hand and took a big step without hesitation, just wanting to get away from Ye Mulian quickly.

Because she knew in her heart that Nie Jing could do anything now.

She had hurt Ye Zhikuang and her mother with her own hands. She really didn't want her hands to be full of sin again.

Ye Mulian was unwilling to give up. Behind her, she said calmly: "My Lin family is one of the most powerful in Luo City. Even the Murong family has to give my Lin family three points of face."

Nie Jing finally stopped, repeating "Lin family, Lin family, Lin family..." over and over again in her heart.
Chapter completed!