Ning Mengyao looked at Song Yan who kept shaking her head and laughed evilly.
"Do you want to say it? But what if we don't want to know?" Ning Mengyao looked at Song Yan innocently, and she suddenly didn't want to know anymore.
"No, no, please let me go, I don't want to be disfigured, no." Even if it is other injuries, they can be healed as long as they are nourished, but if you don't want to be disfigured, then...
Thinking about this result, Song Yan felt terrible. She could be hurt in any way, but she couldn't hurt her own face.
"Tell me, I made your face look like Mo Lin's. Doesn't that look good?" Ning Mengyao glanced at Mo Lin's extremely ferocious face, smiled at the woman in front of her, and said with a smile.
Before Song Yan could do anything, Mo Lin's face turned dark. What happened to his face? Did you provoke her? Why do you want to involve yourself
"No, I don't want to become such an ugly monster, I don't want it." Song Yan kept shaking her head, her eyes full of fear of Ning Mengyao. She was afraid that Ning Mengyao would really mess up her face. Be like Maureen.
After just one look at Maureen's face, she didn't want to look at it a second time. After all, it was so disgusting. How could such a terrifying face appear on her own face
Mo Lin's face was not just dark this time, but purple. This damn woman dared to call him ugly.
Yufeng reached out and patted Mo Lin on the shoulder, and laughed very unkindly. Looking at Mo Lin like this, he was going to be pissed off.
"Ugly? I thought you liked this. I'll let you be like this too. Don't you like Mo Lin very much? Wouldn't it be nice to be like this for him? Are you right?" Ning Mengyao approached Song Yan He whispered in her ear, and the voice made Song Yan keep shaking her head.
"No, I don't like her. What I like is Nalan, eh." As soon as the word Nalan was spoken, Song Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and then she lost her breath.
Ning Mengyao looked at the dead Song Yan, and her face turned very ugly. Was she cut off
Just when he was about to find out who did it, the person was killed. Ning Mengyao didn't like this result very much.
Mo Lin also frowned tightly. Who was Song Yan talking about? Which person from the Nalan family could it be
Song Yan's death made Mrs. Mo's face very ugly, but her expression didn't look like sadness, but a bit like fear. It seemed that if Song Yan died, they wouldn't be able to live for long.
"How could this happen? Doesn't Yan'er have a backer? Isn't he very powerful? Why is it like this?" Mrs. Mo murmured in a low voice, all the expectations in her heart disappeared, replaced by deep fear.
Master Mo also had the same idea as Mrs. Mo, but he knew better that Song Yan had been killed and silenced.
Song Yan knew a lot, but it was because she knew too much that she was silenced. The more she knew, the more miserable her death would be.
Ning Mengyao couldn't control what Master Mo was thinking. She looked at the lifeless body coldly.
The feeling of knowing that you were about to find out, but suddenly being wiped out by someone, is really not good at all.
"Xiao Yao'er..."
"Brother-in-law, I'm fine. I just feel so frustrated." Ning Mengyao said through gritted teeth.
Isn’t it just frustrating? The last step was to kill someone in front of her eyes. This feeling made her feel so sad.
"Madam, I haven't caught up with you." Qinghuai walked in from outside with a gloomy face.
Ning Mengyao nodded and said she understood. She felt really annoyed now, especially about Song Yan.
"Okay, don't be angry. No matter what, at least there are clues left." Qiao Tianchang looked at her helplessly and said.
Ning Mengyao glanced at Qiao Tianchang and suddenly felt tired.
"Tianchang, are you sure you are comforting me and not attacking me?" Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang without tears and said speechlessly.
If she only knew the word Nalan, she might as well not know it. At least she wouldn't feel so upset.