Chapter 1720 (1/2)

Zhu flawless saw that he looked at himself but didn't speak, and a trace of panic flashed through his eyes.

Subconsciously pulled the quilt, blocked his chest and took a deep breath: ”what do you want to do?”

”It's me!”

Seeing that she was really flustered, Ding Ning stopped teasing her and whispered.

”Little Lord?”

Zhu wuflawless was stunned and a little relieved. No wonder the ghost soldiers outside didn't respond. It turned out to be the little Lord.

But then he clicked in his heart. The little Lord touched his room in the middle of the night and wanted to do what? Don't you want to eat yourself?

If she were a stranger, she might be able to sneak attack with sound wave skill unexpectedly, but in the face of the young Lord, she didn't even have the courage to sneak attack.

Therefore, Zhu wuflawless became more flustered, curled his body into the quilt and wrapped it more tightly, but then he thought that the little master really wanted to be himself. He had no room to resist. His heart was suddenly sad, and his expression on his face was cold: ”the little Lord came to find no time in the middle of the night. Is there anything to command?”

Ding Ning saw her little movements in her eyes and smiled bitterly. Is he really so hateful? Guard yourself like a wolf.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable. He took a faint puff of smoke, turned his head and didn't look at her. He said calmly: ”something, I need you to find me a large enough land in Yanjing as soon as possible to build a villa, or buy a ready-made transformation. This is the construction drawing of the villa.”

Ding Ning took out a drawing and a bank card and put them on the tea table. He said to himself, ”this card has 50 billion yuan, and the password is six six. I have no other requirements. The villa must cover a large area. It's best to have mountains and water, and the transportation should be convenient. Well, I'm gone. The faster it is, the better.”

”Ah!”

Zhu wuflawless looked at Ding Ning with a confused face. Without looking at her, he stood up and walked away, feeling at a loss.

Is the young Lord angry with me? Or do I think too much? In fact, the little Lord is not interested in me at all?

Zhu wuflawless leaned against the head of the bed and clenched his lips in a daze for a long time. He thought that the young Lord would have any intention to come late at night. Unexpectedly, he came to do business.

Finally, she smiled at herself and muttered to herself: Zhu wuflawless, Zhu wuflawless, you really think too much. Which woman around the little Lord is not natural, and your ugly face has not been seen by the little Lord. How can you think of you?

But I don't know why. When she thought about it, she was inexplicably sad. It turned out that in the heart of the little Lord, she was just a subordinate, which made her have an unspeakable sense of loss. Was she so unattractive?

Pooh! Zhu wuflawless, what do you think? The young Lord doesn't like you. Isn't it right? What you like is Ningding, not dingning. Don't be crazy there.

Zhu wuflawless woke up and felt his face burning. He thought, do you like the little Lord?

The idea surprised her, hurriedly shook her head, threw the terrible idea out of her mind, got up, closed the door, and locked it uneasily. Only then did she carefully put away the bank card and drawings.

Sitting in the quilt and reading the drawings for a while, Zhu wuflawless scolded. He was really a black sheep. He even spent $50 billion to buy a piece of land to build a villa on the slope. It was really extravagant.

Where did Ding Ning know that he was despised by little time? Money is just a number for him now. Is it a lot of 50 billion? He really doesn't have that concept.

The reason for buying land to build the most luxurious mansion in Yanjing is very simple. Didn't the Zhao family and the Su family dislike that their father was born at the grassroots? It was the hard beating of mandarin ducks that made dad and mom suffer from separation for more than 20 years, and also made him never enjoy his mother's love.

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He knew but couldn't do anything before, but now he has enough strength. He wants to build his own rich family, bring his mother to a family reunion, and slap those dog eyed people in the face.

Taking off his disguise and walking alone in the street before dawn in Ninghai, Ding Ning remembered that he had not observed the prosperous city so closely for a long time since he had the transmission array.

Walking and watching at will, feeling those familiar street scenes, gave him a feeling of going home. It turned out that, unconsciously, he had a sense of belonging to the city.

Ding Ning laughed at himself. As expected, people will become hypocritical with the rise of social status. After five years of study here, he didn't have any sense of belonging and wanted to go home every day.

But this short period of more than half a year has changed his whole life track, and now even his mentality has undergone earth shaking changes.

Is Luochuan still home now? Why hasn't he remembered the place where he grew up for a long time?

In fact, as long as he wanted, he could have a transmission array installed in Luochuan town at any time, but he never had that idea, or even thought about it.

Did you forget your roots? Or unconsciously immersed in the charm of this prosperous city, linger and forget to return, and have forgotten where their home is?

Ding Ning was at a loss. Standing at a crossroads, he was in a daze, just like standing at the crossroads of life. He was at a loss and didn't know where to go.

In this way, he fell into self questioning, constantly tortured his soul, immersed in a unique self blame and sadness.

At the horizon, a touch of morning light gradually appeared, the street lights went out in turn, and people gradually walked out of their homes and began a day's work and life.

The cold road is becoming more and more lively. The traffic lights are red and green and red. People in the past come and go in a hurry to make a living. Even if someone occasionally finds him in a daze, he has no time to intervene. He is too busy to mind his own business. How can he be free to mind his own business.

”Grandpa, what's the matter with you? Why do you look so sad? Is someone at home sick?”

A milk voice interrupted Ding Ning's confused thoughts and made him wake up. Looking down, he saw a lovely little girl of two or three years old at most, looking up at him sympathetically with her big black grape eyes.