Nan Zexiu leaned against the table beside him, lowered his eyes and stared at him.

"Nan Muqing, Xiao Jing has grown up now, he has his own ideas. Can you let him live the life he wants to live? Don't take out your high-sounding set, it sounds disgusting."

After Nan Zexiu said that, he stood up and walked out without looking back.

Nan Muqing looked at the door and his eyes suddenly became a little wet.

Sure enough, his two sons hated him.

He thought that Xiao Jing would understand his good intentions.

The reason why he always disagrees with Xiao Jing and An Xiaonian is to make Xiao Jing feel angry and motivated.

Let this pressure and enthusiasm press against him and make him stronger quickly.

Of course, the one who made the two brothers stronger also had hatred for him.

If he didn't do this, how could Xiao Jing be able to control the Nan family now? How could he suppress strong business competitors in such a short time?

Nan Muqing smiled bitterly. His father still failed after all.

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An Xiaonian went upstairs and saw the doctor bandaging the wound on Nan Jing's wrist. Nan Jing's face was pale and she sat lazily on the chair, motionless.

He looked ahead with his eyes blankly, and even though there was such a large cut on his hand, his brows did not frown.

Seeing An Xiaonian, his eyes suddenly lit up again.

"Xiao Niannian."

His voice was clear and clean, and he seemed to be the sunny and noble boy.

An Xiaonian took a deep breath and walked to him.

The doctor had bandaged him now and stepped out with great sensibility.

Because of Gu Tingxiao's words, to be honest, An Xiaonian feels very uncomfortable now.

It's so blocked.

"It's getting late, you can rest first. I'll be here to accompany you."

Her voice was soft, but this time, she had a commanding tone.

Nan Jing noticed her unhappy tone and pursed her mouth. Although she was reluctant, she still sat honestly beside the bed.

He took off his coat and was about to take off his pants, but An Xiaonian said to stop him.

An Xiaonian covered her eyes with one hand and said in a panic: "Well, you change your pajamas first, I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, she turned around and ran out.

Nan Jing looked at her fleeing in a hurry and raised the corners of her mouth.

Xiao Niannian is still so cute.

But, this cute... is no longer his own.

Gu Tingxiao's words appeared in his mind again.

Haha, no matter what, he won this game today.

He quickly changed his pajamas, looked at the wounds bandaged on his hands, and squinted his eyes.

Then, he moved his hand vigorously, and then smashed his wound with his other hand.

It was not until the white gauze was leaching blood stains again that he curled his lips evilly.

Then he looked at the door and shouted outside: "Xiao Niannian, I'll change it."

An Xiaonian then opened the door and came in.

He urged him, "You are weak, hurry up and have a rest."

Nan Jing nodded obediently and lay on the bed.

An Xiaonian took a chair next to the bed and was about to turn off the lights, but saw blood stains on his wrist.

"Hasn't your hand been bandaged? Why is it bleeding again?"

She asked worriedly, and was about to get up and call the doctor, but Nan Jing stopped him.

"Xiao Niannian, I don't feel any pain."

Nan Jing's voice was filled with a smile, like a child with a toy. He was very happy to see Xiao Niannian worry about him so much.
Chapter completed!