After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

She remembered that in her previous life, she went to the pawn shop to investigate something and happened to see Yan Changjing pawning his personal jade pendant.

A month ago, Yan Changjing was hit on the head in a fight in the casino and fell into a coma. She could take advantage of this opportunity.

She went to the pawnshop and paid a large sum of money to redeem the jade pendant, pretending to be the person who was in love with Yan Changjing.

Anyway, Yan Changjing did go to Jiangnan for a trip three months ago, and anyway, he is unconscious now.

I have the impression that I woke up a year later.

"This is Ning, your soon-to-be sister-in-law." Jin introduced her to Yan Mobai, bringing Ning Miao back to his senses.

Ning Miao raised his eyes and saw Yan Mobai walked to the armchair beside him and sat down, wiping the blood off his hands with a white handkerchief.

Yes, he was wiping blood, his hands were covered in blood.

Ning Miao's pupils narrowed slightly, and the image of him slitting her throat with a sword emerged in her mind.

So, this man was killing people before he came?

Others in the hall also saw it, but no one made a fuss, probably because they were used to it. However, Yan Huating still frowned and asked, "What are you doing..."

"Some unclean things have sneaked into the servants in the mansion, and we have just dealt with them." Yan Mobai's face was stern, his voice was dull, and his tone was so light, as if he was talking about today's weather.

Yan Huating didn't ask any more questions and raised his hand to signal Ning Miao: "He is Chang Jing's younger brother Mo Bai."

Ning Miao bowed slightly to Yan Mobai and said, "Ning Pan greets the Second Young Master."

She didn't want to change her last name, so she just changed her first name.

Pan, nirvana and rebirth.

Yan Mobai did not stop wiping his hands. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her. His eyes were dark and deep like a thousand-year-old cold pond.

He didn't respond to her, but suddenly stretched out his hand towards her, as if he wanted to give her the handkerchief to wipe the blood.

No one expected him to do this.

Ning Miao pursed her lips, took a few steps forward, and spread her hands to receive it.

She guessed that Yan Mobai gave her the dirty, blood-stained handkerchief seemingly to humiliate her, but in fact he probably wanted to see the calluses on her hands to judge whether she usually used a sword, a kitchen knife, or a pen.

The location and thickness of the cocoons of the three are different.

Fortunately, although she knew martial arts, she was an advisor and rarely used a knife or sword. She had also used sandpaper to remove the thin calluses on the palm of her hand, so nothing could be seen.

Yan Mobai's eyes swept across her palms lightly, and his five fingers loosened, and the blood-stained handkerchief fell into her palms, with the coolness of the plain handkerchief material and the wetness of the blood.

Ning Miao grabbed the handkerchief and took his hand back, saying softly, "I will wash it and return it to Second Young Master Yu."

"No need, just throw it away." Yan Mobai said indifferently.

Finally, he seemed to remember something: "After my brother came back from Jiangnan, he kept saying that the best dumplings he had ever eaten in his life were eaten with a woman in Jiangnan on the night of the winter solstice. So, that person was you?"

Ning Miao's eyes moved slightly.

There are several pitfalls with this statement.

She shook her head. “No.”

Then she added, "That day I only ate tangyuan with Yan Lang, and it was not at night, but during the day."

She was not sure whether what Yan Mobai said was true, so she could not claim it on her own.

What is certain is that Yan Mobai is testing.

During the Winter Solstice, the custom in the south is to eat glutinous rice balls, while in the north it is customary to eat dumplings.

Moreover, in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a custom that people cannot go out at night on the winter solstice.

Fortunately, she was born in Jiangnan and knew this.

"Really?" Yan Mobai's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be smiling: "It seems that there is another woman, and brother is just so-so to you."

After saying that, he stood up and left without waiting for Ning Miao's response or saying hello to anyone else in the hall.

After the people left, Jin said to comfort him: "Mo Bai is just like that. Don't take his words to heart."

Ning Miao nodded obediently.

My palms are slippery and covered with sweat.