You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 408 A Mad Mrs. Nangong

Vicente went upstairs.

As she stared at his back, Nina felt like he was acting a little weird, as if he was hiding something.

The little girl Nina had mentioned was the first friend she had ever had in life, but she had only met her once, and she had never heard anything about her since then.

At the party she had for her eighth birthday, many dignitaries came with their children to Scher Mountain. They all happily sang birthday songs for Nina and showered her with gifts.

Back then, Nina never smiled or spoke, which made the children unwilling to get close to her or befriend her.

While the other children were busy having fun, she found a quiet place to sit, and there, she happened to bump into a little girl who was eating a chicken drumstick.

Nina wanted someone to play with her, but she had no idea how to communicate with other kids. Coincidentally, she saw a boy grab something from a girl at the banquet, and afterwards, the two kids ran around happily with each other.

Suddenly, she was struck with an idea. She grabbed the little girl's drumstick and began to run away to make the little girl chase her and play with her, but the girl did not try to catch her.

The joy in Nina's eyes gradually disappeared. She didn't know if she should give the chicken drumstick back to the other girl or just keep on running.

But then, the little girl smiled and said that Nina didn't need to give the drumstick back. She took out another drumstick and handed it to Nina while telling her to eat the untouched one instead. With that, the two little girls just squatted there while eating chicken drumsticks.

As a matter of fact, the chicken drumstick was greasy and cold, and it didn't taste good at all. After eating it, Nina ended up having diarrhea that night.

But in spite of that, it was the happiest birthday Nina had ever had. Her brother wanted to throw another party for her to make up for his absence from her birthday party, and he asked her what gift she wanted. She told him that what she wanted was a friend.

She asked her brother to find the little girl who gave her the chicken drumstick. Leon asked all of the guests who were in her party if they knew who the little girl was, but none of them were able to identify the little girl in Nina's drawing, and they were never able to find her.

This had always been a regret in her heart.

"Ma'am, take it easy!" All of a sudden, a voice broke the silence in the living room.

A woman was running around with her hair disheveled. She opened her arms wide, acting like a bird with its wings spread out. "Fly, fly, fly away..."

The maid behind her was out of breath, trying to catch up to her. "Ma'am, be careful!"

The maid was so anxious that after wiping the beads of sweat off her forehead, she continued chasing after the lady. Although the lady was plump, she was as flexible and agile as a child, and she was able to avoid the maid again and again with ease.

Nina was able to get a clear view of her face. The lady looked just like Vicente.

As it turned out, the woman was Vicente's biological mother, Mrs. Nangong.

After running a few laps, Mrs. Nangong noticed Nina standing beside her. She stopped in front of Nina with an "eh" sound.

"My baby girl?" Mrs. Nangong looked at Nina with her big eyes and smiled. "Baby girl, you're back?"

Before Nina could even react, Mrs. Nangong grabbed her wrist and started jumping up and down. "My baby girl is back. Let me take you to an interesting place."

As she looked at the somewhat insane woman in front of her, Nina guessed that the baby girl she was referring to was her daughter.

Was she talking about Vicente's sister?

If so, why did Vicente say that he didn't have a sister?

"Let's go and play with your brother." Mrs. Nangong took Nina's hand and was about to drag her upstairs.

Seeing the eager look in Mrs. Nangong's eyes, Nina didn't have the heart to refuse, so she let the woman take her as her daughter by mistake.

But then, at that moment, the maid rushed over and recognized Nina at a glance.

"Your Highness?" the maid asked in surprise.

Nina nodded with a smile.

The maid bowed her head respectfully. "Your Highness, please forgive us."

"It's okay," Nina answered. But before she could even finish speaking, she was taken upstairs by Mrs. Nangong.

"She is my baby girl, not a princess, not a princess." Mrs. Nangong sounded a little angry and made heavy footsteps on her way up.

"Ma'am, Princess Nina is not Miss Nangong. Miss Nangong has already..." The maid saw Nina look back in confusion at her words, and the former shut her mouth and lowered her head in panic. This time, the maid did not try to catch up to them.

There was a rule in the castle that no servant was allowed to go to the second floor. In fact, no servant was even allowed to step on the stairs.

Mrs. Nangong stopped at the stairway of the second floor. In front of her was an iron door. She blinked her eyes playfully twice, and the iron door opened slowly.

Yet again, Nina was shocked.

Holding Nina's hand, Mrs. Nangong went straight to a bedroom and murmured, "Sweetheart, your room is ready. Mommy has prepared a lot of Barbie dolls for you. I know you will love them."

Nina couldn't help noticing that Mrs. Nangong was a little silly. When she spoke, she would stretch out her hands to make a gesture and grin.

With every passing second, Nina was just becoming more and more confused.

First, Vicente refused to admit that he had a sister, and then Mrs. Nangong mistook her for her own daughter. Not to mention the maid's unspoken words. What was wrong with Vicente's sister?

Creak!

Mrs. Nangong pushed a door open, and the sound of the door opening interrupted Nina's thoughts and brought her back to reality.

"Shh! Mommy prepared a surprise for you." Mrs. Nangong put a finger to her lips and walked in with her body slouched over.

Nina followed her inside, the two of them looking like thieves. The room was decorated with a pink color. It was obvious that it was a girl's room.

Maybe this was the room of the baby girl that Mrs. Nangong had mentioned.

But there was also something strange about it. There were a lot of men's clothes scattered around the room. And as Nina looked around more carefully, she realized that it seemed more like a man's bedroom. Nina stood still and continued looking around as Mrs. Nangong made her way to a cabinet and opened it. The moment she opened the cabinet, a pile of Barbie dolls came pouring out of it, flooding the floor in front of Mrs. Nangong.

Nina had no idea what to say. Why were there so many Barbie dolls?

Nina's beautiful eyes widened.

"Baby girl, would you come here? Come and have a look. I've bought you a lot of Barbie dolls. I'll buy you more so you will always have the latest style. Please don't blame me for being cruel. I feel so sorry for you." As she spoke, Mrs. Nangong became agitated, and her hands kept on trembling. "It's all my fault. Don't be angry with me."

Mrs. Nangong bent down, picked up a pile of Barbie dolls. Then she ran over and stuffed them into Nina's arms. "I'll give them all to you. I'll give you whatever you like. Don't blame me, okay?"

Nina tried to hold all the Barbie dolls, but some of them fell to the floor. Mrs. Nangong grabbed her wrist and started shaking it, begging, "Forgive me, okay?"

Seeing how agitated she was, Nina could only nod her head. "Okay, don't be too excited. Calm down first."

"Really? You have finally forgiven me." Mrs. Nangong cried, holding Nina in her arms.

All Nina could do was pat her on the back to comfort her.

What did Mrs. Nangong do to make her so guilty over her daughter?

Just then, some light footsteps came from outside the door.

"Mom, are you hiding in my room again?" Nina heard the voice, but she didn't see who the person was.

It was a female voice, as graceful and touching as an oriole's.

Hearing this voice, Mrs. Nangong pushed Nina away, and her gentle eyes suddenly became ferocious. She pointed at Nina and scolded, "You are not my baby girl. You are not my daughter. Who are you?"

At this time, the owner of the female voice appeared at the door. The person asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Nina looked up in confusion, and she found the person looking back at her.

"Nina?"

"Vicente?"0000