"An ambitious man like you would not want to annex a rival company, and even a ghost wouldn't believe it if he said it." Nan Jin's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he said that he didn't believe it, but he was convinced in his heart.

He smiled indifferently and was silent for a while, "I really didn't think about bringing down the Shen family, but the Shen family was bent on annexing the Ke family. ”

"You know?!" Nan Jin was a little surprised, this matter was also guessed through Shen Mingxin's story, very surprised, Ke Shaoxian actually knew everything.

Ke Shaoxian smiled indifferently and said, "The Shen family's wolf ambition has penetrated into the core of the Ke family, if I don't have any vigilance at all, wouldn't I want to give the Ke family away." ”

"The mall is like a battlefield, chief, I believe in your ability to lead troops, and you will definitely kill the enemy without leaving a piece of armor." Nan Jin raised her hand and made a very non-standard salute.

She knew that the previous Ke Group was eventually acquired by the Shen family, which was entirely due to Ke Shaoxian's own reluctance to do business.

Ke Shaoxian deeply forgot to glance at Nan Jin, and the style flashed in an instant, instantly lighting up his eyes.

"You believe me."

That's important to him.

"Faith."

Nan Jin's side face is slightly thin, her delicate and smart eyes are big and focused, her eyes are like ink, and her lips are like cherries.

If he wasn't driving, at this moment, he would have given her a kiss, a long and delicate kiss.

……

tearoom

After Nan Jin and Ke Shaoxian left, this place became a hell on earth, the sound of leather whipping was like setting off firecrackers, and the people who were whipped let out wailing and begging for mercy.

Shen Minglang sat in a wheelchair, holding a string of rosewood bracelets in his hand, his eyes closed, and he kept reminiscing about the spiritual power on Nan Jin's body.

"Lord Ming, there is no trace left in the bathroom." The head of the Shen family said.

Shen Minglang opened his eyes, his eyes were pitch black, and it took ten seconds to return to normal, and when he spoke, his voice was extremely cold, so cold that it made people tremble.

"Could it be the guardian of the South Gate, send a few charms to try."

"Yes."

Shen Minglang closed his eyes again, and the picture of their first meeting flashed in his mind, when he was sixteen years old and she was ten years old.

Nanshan Welfare Institute organized a charity donation, and he attended on behalf of the Shen family, but he was also kidnapped by Nanmen that day.

Thinking of the south gate, Shen Minglang's eyes suddenly opened, not as terrifying as before, but with a suffocating light.

"Nan Jin."

The name was like a red-hot brand, deeply imprinted on his heart, and his hands were unconsciously placed on his laps, and he casually threw away the rosewood bracelet.

Every time he thought of the south gate, and the pain of a broken leg, he ordered the slaves to be whipped with a whip.

"That's enough, get out."

The whipping stopped, the screams stopped, and the tearoom returned to its previous calm.

"Ke Shaoxian, if you know that she has a relationship with the Nan family, I don't know if you will strangle her with your own hands."

Shen Minglang has always been suspicious of Nan Jin's identity, and sent people to infiltrate the South Gate many times to investigate, if it wasn't for today's try, he really thought she was an orphan.

His eyes were extremely sharp, like a sharp blade that could split a person's soul in half, and when he spread out his palm, a cloud of swarthy spiritual power rose.

"A great gift for you."

A cloud of black gas left the tea room and followed behind Ke Shaoxian's car.

The black mist that had followed all the way slowly seeped into the car, hovering above Nan Jin's head.

"Get out."

Not long after driving, Nan Jin fell into a coma, not sleepy, but tired and sleepy due to overwork.