Nan Fan just lowered his head and listened with deep eyes, a pair of big hands behind him, but the tips of his thumb and index finger kept rubbing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mr. Meng said earnestly: "I know that you liked that Qian Jiao very much in the past, if she wasn't the Yun family, I wouldn't object to you, but now, she is the daughter of the woman who killed your parents, and it is light for you to kill her."

Grandpa also understands what you think in your heart, I don't ask you to kill her to avenge your parents, but you must also remember that you broke off contact with her.

Moreover, you can't provide her with your blood under any circumstances, and even if she dies because of it, it will be providential, and it has nothing to do with you.

In the future, your wife can only be, Nan Hongshan, the little girl of the Nan family......"

What an ungrateful thing.

When the little imp heard this, he just wanted to rush over and tear the two of them apart.

But in order not to disturb the master's plan, it held back stiffly, and still glared at the two people in front of it angrily.

Nan Fan was silent for a long time, and a request finally floated out of his thin lips.

"Grandpa, Qian Jiao, she ......"

"Zichuan, don't mention her again, if it weren't for your feelings, even if she was hiding in the south, I would have the ability to kill her, if you still think about her, if you have a trace of concern, then Zichuan, don't blame grandpa for being cruel to her."

Nan Fan knew that what his grandfather said was not empty words, and he made a fist, but his heart was not as calm as his face showed, and the chaos was beyond the chaos at the moment.

Back then, on the Yucheng River, the pain of the sharp knife cutting through his shoulder seemed to be still there, and the picture of the blood staining the river was still dazzling.

After the mother was mercilessly slaughtered, the sound of being thrown into the river, and the splashing of water.

The image of the father's angry and desperate screams, the bullet piercing his chest.

It's all too clear.

Frame by frame flashed in my mind, it was hatred that I didn't dare to forget.

Although Nan Fan knew in her heart that Qian Jiao was innocent in those hatreds, she still had the blood of the Yun family in her body after all, which made her no longer a pure Qian Jiao.

And he is no longer just the bystander Nan Fan, he is Meng Zichuan who has a blood feud with the Yun family.

The identity has changed, and it is also destined that in the future, the road they want to be together will become difficult.

At least, it is not a simple matter to make the Meng family accept Qian Jiao, a person with the blood of the Yun family.

What's more, he has a deep blood feud with the Yun family, as well as his grandfather, Mr. Meng, who was destroyed by the Yun family several times, these hatreds belong to the identity of Meng Zichuan.

And the enmity between the Meng and Yun families will gradually become, and there will be a great obstacle between him and Qian Jiao.

These made Nan Fan very painful.

He never thought that it would be so difficult to love Qian Jiao.

In the face of the sea of blood, is the love between him and Qian Jiao that can't be crossed?

When Nan Fan thought of this, his heart was like being held tightly by a big hand, and the pain was shattering.

This also made him suddenly understand that the pain that penetrated his bone marrow when Qian Jiao's Gu poison attack turned out to be such a heavy love for him.

"Grandpa, she'...... is innocent, you don't hurt her. ”

The clenched fist was released, he couldn't let go of her after all, if he couldn't fight for more, at least he had a promise at this moment, and it was good to keep her safe for a while.

It's just that every word he says for Qian Jiao and every love he asks for, in Mr. Meng's opinion, is a poison that quenches his heart and is a source of hatred.

How could he promise Nan Fan to pay for Qian Jiao.

"Mencius, don't forget how your parents died tragically, you intercede for a person who has the blood of your enemy in your veins, are you worthy of your dead parents?

I've been considerate enough of your feelings, and I hope you don't force me to do anything to her. ”

Mr. Meng's eyes were scarlet as he stared at Nan Fan, even his breathing became short, and his voice was cold and cold.

"Meng Zichuan, I warn you one last time, if you dare to have a little affection for him, if she still dares to pester you, but if you are the slightest bit entangled, as long as I find out, I will do whatever it takes to let her die without a place to be buried."

"Be sober, your indecision will be her talisman, think clearly for yourself, and obediently do what you should do."

Mr. Meng's words hit Nanfan's heart like a drum, cold and painful, but helpless and powerless.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth, restrain all the unbearable, distressed and unwilling dying struggles, and finally turned them into a bland reassurance: "Grandpa, I know." ”

It's just the last half of the sentence 'But I can't do it', Nan Fan didn't dare to say it to Mr. Meng.

When the little ghost heard this, he was already so angry that he gritted his teeth, both angry at Mr. Meng's stubbornness and ingratitude, and angry at Nanfan's position that he was not firm enough, saying that if he gave up his master, he would give up his master.

Those generations of family hatred and family hatred have a woolen relationship with its owner?

They bite like this, do they really want the life of its owner or what?

It's really ignorant human beings, who don't know how thick the sky is.

and so on to annoy its owner, see what happens to these people in the future.

The little ghost snorted angrily, turned around and floated away, looking for Qian Jiao.

Qian Jiao followed the crowd to the banquet hall, and the little ghost hurriedly rushed back.

Qian Jiao looked at it and asked a little anxiously, "Have you heard anything?" ”

The little ghost glanced at Qian Jiao with some concern, and then said a little weakly: "Nan Fan is called that old Mr. Meng's grandfather, and Mr. Meng's name is Nanfan Zichuan." ”

When Qian Jiao heard this, her pupils shrank sharply, her slender fingers were clenched tightly, and she let go a little weakly.

Nan Fan is indeed the Meng family.

Although he had been prepared in his heart for a long time, but now that he was sure, he still felt very shocked in his heart, and at the same time there was an uncontrollable panic and uneasiness.

He is the Meng family, the Meng family who has a feud with the Yun family.

And the death of his parents, and the death of his own mother......

Qian Jiao suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and she was very weak and tired.

In the end, only the extremely low silent question remained: "That, and Nan...... What about the engagement of the Nan family? Is it true? ”

It's just that after she asked this, the little ghost looked at her with twelve points of sympathy and anger from the same enemy.

"Master, you forget him, he is not worth your constant thoughts about him."

The master didn't even want his life in order to be with him.

But he obviously knew that his master would not live to the end of the year without the blood of the Meng family.

Not only did he not provide blood to his master, but he was also so eager to get engaged to Nan Hongshan.

Such a ruthless and unrighteous person, what does the owner of his family still think about him?

Hurry up and give it the order to kill him, right? The master's things, no one else deserves to touch.

Even if you don't want to let it go, it must be proposed by the owner.