"Really...? Then Daddy, do you want to listen to me? ”

But what could he explain? Explain denial or say that the other party made the first move? Come on...

Anyway, Dad, you already know...

The Southern Brigade lowered his head, and his shoulders seemed to be lowered.

He couldn't see his father's gaze at him anymore, but he could still feel the gaze, maybe Dad wasn't angry, and touching his head should be comforting, right? Maybe Dad thought it was his fault. But... Dad, what would he think of his son?

After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Dad, I'm weird, right?" ”

After saying this, he seemed to feel overwhelmed and even bent down a lot. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling a little blocked in his throat, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Nan Zhenbu, who was over forty years old, looked at his son, who was motionless and decadent at this time, and said slowly: "Perhaps, you are asking me, as a son, are you a shame for your father?" ”

Nanlu's body shook, and his hands trembled slightly.

Nan Zhenbu's voice kept his usual sternness, "So, is Dad a shame for you?" ”

"Of course not!" Nanlu's face turned pale and he answered almost subconsciously. Since he was a child, his father has been a hero in his heart. Although now, although, although, although he has done so sorry for his mother and himself, he has never regarded him as a shame.

Nanlu hunched his back, drooped his shoulders, hung his head, and stood in front of Nan Zhenbu, who had a very solemn face, like a wasted man.

This is a scene that Nankui and Wen Dao saw as soon as they came out. Poor boy, an imposing man.

Nan Kui was almost stunned, she originally thought that Nan Lu was reluctant to come in because she had just seen her, but she didn't expect that she had an argument with her father, who didn't know when she arrived.

"Uncle, what happened? Have something to say, Southern Brigade? You okay? ”

The Southern Brigade suddenly opened its eyes. Isn't this Nankui's voice?

Almost as soon as he opened his eyes, Wen Dao came next to him, and he was slightly in front of him, looking at his father in his place.

Nan Zhenbu and Wen Dao looked at each other, the two of them did not say a word, their eyes were completely different, and the atmosphere became strange for a while.

"Uncle, uncle?" Nan Kui spoke in the midst of oppression, "Wen Dao-san? Why don't you go in first? ”

It was quiet for half a minute.

Nan Zhenbu smiled and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Wen Dao? Hello. ”

Nankui felt a little embarrassed, "Uncle, Wen Dao is from our school, so the greeting doesn't have to be so official..."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Dao stretched out his hand and shook the other party briefly: "Hello, Mr. Nan Zhenbu." ”

Since Nan Zhenbu has chosen an attitude of business talk, there is no need for him to use another attitude.

Nankui was a little nervous, why was there a feeling that they would fight at any time?

"So, shall we go in first?" Nankui strives to liven up the atmosphere.

Wen Dao tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Then let's go in first." ”

"Uh-huh!" Nan Kui helped Nan Zhenbu to take the lead and went in, and when he turned around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go."

Wen Dao's hand was suddenly grasped, and it was clenched tightly. Wen Dao looked back, the young man lowered his head and couldn't see any expression, Wen Dao remembered what he had just looked like for a moment, and the anger that had been dispersed came up again, and he led him in silence.

After entering, they went directly to a small blue private room on the third floor, and Nan Kui and Nan Zhenbu were already waiting for them inside.

The small private room is not very large, with two couches, and a long table in the middle of the sofa, on which a long box is filled with crushed ice, and there are many boxes and buckets of ice cream in the ice.

As soon as they sat down, the two men stared at their hands. Nanlu avoided his father's gaze, Wen Dao didn't think there was anything, but the eldest brother was holding the younger brother's hand, but there were elders here, Wen Dao still signaled Nanlu to let go.

The atmosphere was embarrassing, and Nan Zhenbu spoke: "Classmate Wendao." ”

It's not called Mr. Wendao...

Wen Dao raised his eyes and responded, "Well, uncle." ”

The atmosphere is normal.

Wen Dao said lightly: "Presumably my uncle can see it now, and the little nephew invited you here not to negotiate the land in the south of the city. ”

Nan Zhenbu: "Is it for the affairs of the Southern Brigade?" ”

Wen Dao was noncommittal.

Nanlu looked at Nanzhenbu and Wendao.

Nan Zhenbu changed his rhetoric: "Is it for the affairs of the Southern Brigade and Nankui?" ”

Wen Dao: "Uncle, let's make things clear back then." "Wen Dao obeys those heavenly ways, and he can explain the things in one sentence, but he doesn't say it in order for the main line to develop.

Here's the thing. Nan Kui's mother is Nan Jinbu's secretary, and shortly after Nan Jinbu got married, he got drunk on a business trip and slept with the secretary. When I woke up, I was dressed in good clothes, and there was no green plum next to me, so I thought it was a dream, but the secretary was gone, and it was seventeen years since I was gone, and Nan Zhenbu also knew that it was not a dream. Well, seventeen years later, I got a seventeen-year-old girl.

Why didn't Nam Jinbu tell Nam Kui and Nam Brigade in the original plot? The reason given by Tiandao is that Nan Zhenbu thinks that this kind of thing has nothing to say to the two children...

The matter was clear, and both Nankui and Nanlu were silent.

Nan Zhenbu touched Nan Kui's head: "Xiao Kui, it's me who is sorry for your mother, sorry for you." ”

Nankui shook her head with red eyes.

Nan Zhenbu looked at Nan Lu, his eyes were full of guilt: "Xiao Lu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't be a hero in your and Qing'er's hearts, really, I'm very sorry..."

Nanlu smiled bitterly: "Dad, I didn't be a good son." ”

Wen Dao was suddenly glared at by Nan Zhenbu. Wen Dao: ?

Nan Zhenbu said to the Southern Brigade: "I can't accept it and I can't accept it. ”

I can't accept it and I can't accept it... Nanlu thought silently in his heart, and suddenly felt a little touched. He said, "Thank you, Dad." ”

Nankui Wendao: ?

Southern Brigade: "If it were him, Dad should be able to accept it better, right?" ”

Nan Zhenbu: "Don't let him or him first, I can't accept it yet." ”

Nanlu smiled a little slyly: "I feel like Dad has accepted it." ”

The reason why Dad was able to accept it so quickly Nanlu couldn't figure it out, but it was a good thing that he could accept it.

Nan Zhenbu: "Let's see if you can change them one by one". "I can't." The Southern Brigade was steadfast.

Wen Dao and Nankui, who have been ignored, are already slowly eating ice cream spoonful by spoonful.

Nankui whispered: "This box can be used." She was holding a box of half-finger-sized ice cream the size of an adult's palm.

Nankui erected the box seal and showed it to Wen Dao.

Wen Dao took a look, found the same one, and ate a spoonful.

Nankui looked at him expectantly. Wen Dao smiled and commented, "It's really good." "Yay!"

Nan Zhenbu: "Nan Kui, this kid, you can't bully you anymore in the future." ”

Southern Brigade: "Got it. It would be even more stupid to bully again. ”

Wen Dao heard two sentences that he could understand, and thought about it? Embarked on the road of love and affection? Nan Brigade and Nan Aoi? Seems to be good.

Nan Zhenbu stood up: "I'll go back first." ”

Nankui also hurriedly stood up: "Is Uncle leaving?" ”

Nan Zhenbu smiled and nodded: "Yes, there are some things to deal with." ”

Nan Zhenbu glanced at Wen Dao, who waved the ice cream in his hand at him, "Do you want to sign a contract?" ”

Nan Zhenbu immediately sat down, took the contract and pen from his bag and gave it to him: "I'm in a hurry. ”

Having said that, Wen Dao quickly read the contract before signing it. Business is business, and you still have to be rigorous.

Nan Zhenbu is gone, and Nan Kui sits down again.

"That's good." Wen Dao showed Nankui what was in his hand.

Nan Kui glanced at it: "Really?" I'll look for it. ”

Wen Dao glanced at the table and picked out the only one left for her: "The last one." ”

Nankui Yile took a bite: "Thank you Wen Dao!" Super delicious! ”

Wen Dao smiled and scooped a scoop of ice cream in his hand.

Nankui was eating, and suddenly saw the black-faced Nanlu, choking, "Ahem, ahem, Nan, Nanlu, you can eat as much as you want." ”