Nie Yixiao's eyelids twitched slightly, as if guessing something: "What are the conditions?"
Ning Xiaochuan didn't intend to use this as an exchange, but really, there was no other way: "Yixiao, Dad will fulfill your wish, but after you return from Mexico, you have to come back to the Ning Family with me, okay?"
Nie Yixiao paused: "Okay."
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Mexico, the capital, Mexico City.
In the Chinese District, an antique mansion reminiscent of China's Ming and Qing architecture stood among the nearby South American structures, stately, unique, and distinctive.
Next to the mansion was a courtyard filled with flowers, surrounded by bodyguards, all with black hair and yellow skin, Chinese.
At a glance, it was clear that everyone living here was Chinese.
On the second floor of the mansion, in a spacious bedroom, a man leaned against the bed.
