Jiang Ning opened her eyes and abruptly sat up from the bed, sweat trickling down her forehead. Her eyes were dazed and desperate.,Jiang Ning seemed to think of something, took out the blade and cut his finger, letting the blood drop onto the pendant.,Jiang Ning grew up in an orphanage. Don't look at the surface peace of the orphanage, in fact, there are fierce struggles behind closed doors, gradually cultivating a selfish and self-serving mentality.。