The smell of decay and old came to Murong Qiao's nose, and there was still a strong smell of wine and a feeling of suffocation that lasted for a long time.

"I'm sorry Qiaoqiao......" Nanxuan whispered to her.

Since he moved to Nanjin's side, he hasn't paid much attention to the living environment of Nankang's side.

As soon as the door opened, the large bags of garbage piled up at the entrance made it a little difficult to get off your feet.

Nan Xuan frowned and barely cleared a way, and then went to open the window to ventilate, only hoping that his actions in just a few minutes would make Murong Qiao's impression a little better.

Murong Qiao covered his mouth and nose, looked at the environment in front of him and didn't speak for a while.

Nankang was used to it, "Qiaoqiao, come and sit." ”

He patted the position of the sofa beside him and warmly invited Murong Qiao.

Nan Xuan looked at his father like this, twisted his eyebrows and wanted to say something to Nan Kang, but after looking at his sister standing next to him, he swallowed back no matter how much he said.

He turned around and rummaged through it, and finally picked out a fairly clean cushion and spread it on the single sofa next to him, making room for Murong Qiao, and he sat next to Nan Kang.

"Thank you." Murong Qiao said a word to Nan Xuan.

She sat down, then raised her eyes to Shang Nankang and stared at her without blinking, feeling some discomfort in her heart for no reason.

Nankang rubbed his hands, his eyes flashing and turning. "Qiaoqiao, I admit that I was wrong about what happened before, you see that you are here this time, let's talk about it......"

He first admitted his mistake, and then turned the topic to Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I came here to have a task to do." ”

She wanted to cut off Nankang's self-inflicted sentimentality, but when these words fell on Nankang's ears, they were like air, and they were unilaterally blocked by Nankang.

It's all an excuse to say that, Nankang thought.

With their current environment and Murong Qiao's identity, what kind of homework can they do in this kind of place?

In the final analysis, he didn't have feelings for the Nan family, and he couldn't rest assured of them, so he deliberately made an excuse to go over, in order to see them, Nankang thought self-righteously, and felt that he still had a chance to turn over.

"Your child has been generous since he was a child, and now he can come to see us regardless of his previous suspicions, and I, as a father, are also very pleased." Nankang opened his mouth and boasted.

Regardless of whether he said it was black or white, now Murong Qiao is hope, and it is the possibility for him to turn over.

Murong Qiao didn't have any expression on his face, he just looked at Nan Kang there without saying a word, and he could laugh at their so-called father-daughter relationship.

Nan Xuan wanted to stop it several times, "Dad......"

"You have also seen the current situation of the Nan family." Nan Kang didn't say a word, but showed his sanctimonious side. "Now I can't bear to rely on your eldest brother to fight outside, but if you want to start again, you need a certain amount of start-up capital."

When he said this, Nan Xuan, who was sitting on the side, heard that his face darkened.

That's not what he said when he drank heavily at home every day and didn't do anything.

Murong Qiao forcibly suppressed the corners of his mouth, lest he smile too sarcastically at Nan Kang.

It's just that when they meet again, Nankang's words opened her eyes, and also let Murong Qiao know that some people can really be so shameless, can erase all their usual mistakes, and say so sincerely and sincerely about the feelings that never existed.

"Qiaoqiao, ah......" Nankang hasn't stopped yet.

Speaking of which, the feelings are fake, and it is true that he wants Murong Qiao to help him turn over.

But Murong Qiaoquan was farting when he said it, and he didn't stir up any waves in his heart.

It's just that seeing that Nankang is no different from waste now, like a dou who can't be helped, Murong Qiao is unspeakably happy in his heart.

Mom, I've avenged you.

"Look at Qiaoqiao, everything is ready now, my old friends from before will definitely be willing to help me, but the vacancy of money, the Nan family can't really take it out now, you are living so well in the Murong family now, Murong Chen and they must also like you." Nankang almost didn't write the word asking for money on his face.

The implication is that he has connections and means, but he has no money.

Murong Qiao is now in the Murong family, not to mention whether he inherited the company or not, and only tens of millions of dollars will be there with her brothers, Nankang has even begun to think about what to do after he takes the money, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is a little sincere.

"Dad, don't say it." Nan Xuan finally couldn't help but interrupt.

Nan Kang glared at him, then turned his head to look at Murong Qiao again. "You can't bear to see your eldest brother so tired alone, right?"

"Dad!" Nan Xuan frowned.

For the first time, Nankang felt that his eldest son was also stupid, so he slapped the table in a rage, making a loud noise.

"I'm talking to you! What do you always interject! Now he put on the majesty of his father.

Nan Xuan is Nankang's most satisfied son, but he didn't expect that at such a critical time, he would repeatedly speak out and make trouble for himself.

Nankang crossed his eyes, "You go to the kitchen to get something to eat, don't do much." ”

He deliberately took his eldest son away, so as not to interfere with his conversation with Murong Qiao again.

Nan Xuan's face was embarrassed, but he had to get up because of his father like this, but after entering the kitchen, he covered his face and felt that he had no face to face Murong Qiao.

He could see Nan Kang's thoughts, let alone Murong Qiao?

Thinking back to his sister just now listening to Nan Kang talking big and asking his sister to help them, Nan Xuan only felt that Nan Kang didn't realize his mistake at all.

He took out his mobile phone and felt that the scene was a headache now, so he hurriedly sent a message to Nan Jin to explain the situation.

[Nanxuan: My sister is coming to the house, and my father is pestering her now......]

Nan Jin's message replied quickly.

[Nan Jin: I'll go over right away.] 】

Seeing the news that Murong Qiao and Nan Kang were getting along together, Nan Jin immediately worried about her sister's situation, for fear that she would be bullied in the Nan family alone, so she didn't even care about the work at hand, and directly asked for leave and rushed to the Nan family.

The conversation in the living room continued, but unfortunately the direction was very different from what Nankang thought.

"Since you have so many old friends who are willing to help you, you can borrow money from them." Murong Qiao didn't seem to understand what Nan Kang meant.

The smile on Nankang's face froze, "They also have their own business, how can they take it out." ”

He laughed dryly, embarrassed and annoyed by Murong Qiao's words.

Old friends are old friends, but it is not necessary to help Nankang, tens of millions is an astronomical amount for many rich families, let alone to help the Nan family who has become such a family.

"But I don't want to help you." Murong Qiao said directly.

Now the situation is different, Nankang is now in front of him, and Murong Qiao doesn't bother to disguise with him.

Nankang was in a hurry, "I'm your father!" ”

"The Nan family is now down like this, I won't say how well you are doing, I haven't brought any gifts to see my father for so long, and I don't see any filial piety in what I say, Nan Qiao, look at what you have become now!"

Seeing that the soft one was not good, Nan Kang habitually took out the majesty of the past again, wanting to oppress her, and even changed her title unconsciously.

But Murong Qiao was disgusted by this name, and even more disgusted by Nankang's behavior of tearing his face if he didn't agree with him.

"You don't deserve to be my father." Murong Qiao sneered.

She got up from the sofa, "If it weren't for you, the Nan family would be at this point now?" ”

"Filial piety or not, you have to see how you are a father!"

(End of chapter)