Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
“Mr. Jiang,” The girl’s timid voice came over. Nan Jing was different from others. The influence of alcohol on her appeared to be limited. She couldn’t even tell how many glasses she had taken. She was also the only girl among the group to refer to Jiang Cheng as Mr Jiang instead of Jiang Pan An, Little Cutie and so on.
Jiang Cheng pulled his gaze back to look at her. Nan Jing’s face, which was hidden in the dark, became redder. However, she still gathered her courage and asked calmly, “Mr. Jiang, what… are you thinking about?”
Light flowed through her eyes. She had a pair of beautiful eyes, like her mother.
However, different from the latter’s ice-gay gaze, there was cowardice and innocence in her eyes. There was also caution and wariness.
Some said alcohol was poison, but for Nanjing, only this poison could make her open her heart. She had a rare mental disease, an avoidance personality disorder. She had low self-esteem and was extremely sensitive to negative criticism. Such patients faced great troubles in society and the workforce. They lacked social ability and were afraid of rejection. Therefore, they had a hard time making the first step to building a relationship with others.
This kind of patient would showcase shyness and cowardice that were not suitable for their age when they were young. They would be easily frightened by sudden noises.
Different from Madam Qin, who focused everything on her work and ignored her daughter, Nan Jing’s mother cared deeply about her daughter. She even gave up her job at a big company to take care of her daughter. She was involved in her daughter’s appearance, school, hobbies and even lifestyle. She tried her best to turn her daughter into the best artwork.
Nanjing was the best in her studies, painting, piano and dance.
Compared to her mother’s excitement in the front row when Nan Jing went on the stage to receive her accolades, Nan Jing was detached and emotionless.
Instead of saying her mother loved her, her mother loved to… control her. She wanted Nanjing to pursu
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