Fu Linshan just raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Zhenhai, and said casually: "If your father-in-law doesn't mind, you can stay and watch it together." ”

"Don't mind, don't mind. Nan Zhenhai waved his hand hurriedly.

His original intention of coming here was to let others see him enter Fu Linshan's box and tell everyone that Fu Linshan was his son-in-law of Nan Zhenhai, so as to completely tie the relationship between the Nan family and the Fu family.

Now that Fu Linshan has asked him to stay, what better testimony could there be? Naturally, it is impossible for him to refuse.

Nan Zhenhai's goal was achieved, and he couldn't expect Fu Linshan to entertain him, and it was not a way to just stand, so he found a seat and sat down.

As for Nan Chun, his eyes were glued to Fu Linshan from the moment he entered the door, and the two of them behaved as if there was no Nan An in the box at all.

"Dad!" Nan'an shouted with difficulty.

From the moment he forcibly imprisoned himself in a mental hospital, Nan Zhenhai was no longer worthy of this title, but she couldn't help but say so low, "Those are all mother's relics, the only thoughts left to her by her grandfather, even if I beg you, don't sell it, will it? If my mother has a spirit in heaven, I don't want to see you do this." ”

This dead girl actually said this in front of Fu Linshan!

In a place where Fu Linshan couldn't see, Nan Zhenhai glared at Nan An warningly, and replied with a pretended sentimentality: "You kid, what does your mother think, I don't know? It was your mother who told me to sell these things before she died, and I just fulfilled her last wish." ”

As he spoke, he also pretended to touch a handful of non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Impossible!" Nan An denied without even thinking about it, "Mom wouldn't say that, she once told me that her grandfather left her the most precious thing about this, even if the family is so poor that she smashes pots and sells iron, she will ......!"

Nan Zhenhai's face was a little unbearable, and he interrupted her loudly: "I can't lie to you!"

Nan An clenched his fists and bit his lip to restrain himself from saying that he was lying, and it was impossible for his mother to suddenly change her mind.

She cherishes her grandfather's relics so much, pays a huge amount of premiums every year, and carefully keeps them in the safe of the bank, how could she suddenly change her mind, and she only told Nan Zhenhai that she wanted to sell them, and didn't mention them to her?

And my mother once said that those antique calligraphy and paintings would be left to her as a dowry in the future.

"I said sister, you can't be sick again, right?" Nan Chun suddenly interjected, hinting intentionally or unintentionally, "You used to be suspicious, and you forgot what the psychiatrist said!"

Nan An squinted at Nan Chun, she wanted to make public about her being "mentally ill" now? She saw pride and demonstration in Nan Chun's eyes.

It's a pity that she miscalculated!

Fu Linshan had known about mental illness for a long time, and she had a hunch that Fu Linshan might know more than that.

To what extent does he know about the affairs of the Nan family?

Nan'an couldn't help but be a little curious, and his eyes also turned to Fu Linshan, who was leaning on the leather sofa casually with Erlang's legs, this posture was like a first-class gangster in others, but when it was his turn, like an expensive and arrogant Siamese cat, lazy and charming.

Of course, he is good-looking, and it is impossible to expect him to be kind enough to help him.

Nan'an quickly retracted his thoughts, and glanced at Nan Zhenhai and Nan Chun with burning eyes, wanting a showdown, right?