Her parents took her and her younger brother to live there for dozens of years. At one time, all the workers there were centered around their family of four. Ning Siqi just couldn't figure out why her parents didn't change the name on the property certificate to them. Woolen cloth?

If it were changed, then the Ning family mansion would be the house in her parents' name, and she would have a share in it. Ning Yunchu wouldn't be able to drive her out as arbitrarily as he is now.

Ning Siqi's fear of Long Xian was suppressed by her.

She said sheepishly: "I was in a daze just now thinking about love."

She picked up her bag, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Looking at the luxuriously decorated villa in front of her, Ning Siqi took a few deep breaths before walking towards the house.

The two bodyguards did not follow her in again.

As long as Mr. Long comes over, no one else can enter without his consent. There will only be him and Ning Siqi in the room.

Just because this man is sometimes a little perverted when it comes to sex, he is afraid of being looked at by his subordinates, so he doesn't like to let the bodyguards into the house when he comes over.

After Ning Siqi was tortured by him in a perverted way, she became even more afraid of him. Fortunately, he was not so perverted all the time.

Privately, she asked the bodyguard how Mr. Long treated the real Mrs. Long.

The bodyguard gave her a cold look in return, saying that she was not qualified to inquire about Mrs. Long.

Ning Siqi was so angry that she was half dead.

After all, she is Miss Ning's wife.

The two bodyguards showed no respect for her at all, and any show of respect outside was just a pretense.

Show it to others.

Ning Siqi prefers to be outside. Outside, at least she still has dignity, and the two bodyguards who monitor her will treat her respectfully.

She could go wherever she wanted, but Long Xian did not restrict her freedom.

Walking to the door of the house, Ning Siqi stopped. She tidied her clothes first, and then took out the small mirror she brought with her from her bag. She took a look in the mirror to make sure that she was in good condition before she stepped forward. With a confident pace, he twisted his waist and went in.

She is still young, only in her early teens.

The record of a flower.

Very tender.

As long as she is obedient enough, I think Mr. Long will not scare her again.

Mr. Long was sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking leisurely and contented, and he would take a sip of wine from time to time. JrNovels.com