Rewind to September 30th.

Ning Zhi Xu asked Ning Wentao to meet in Xinglan.

Hearing that he was willing to see him and was willing to see him in Xinglan, Ning Wentao was more surprised than other emotions.

"I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative."

Compared with the fierce and irritable last time they met, the man's attitude was significantly lighter.

Rubbing his hands, he asked tentatively, "What did Mr. Nan say?" ”

Now Ning knows that Xu has the Nan family as a backer. Rao is his son, and he has to recognize the situation.

He thought he was here for Nan Yaoye. The man's restlessness, flattery, and deliberate closeness are all extremely ironic in Ning Zhixu's eyes.

The young man's dark eyes were like frost on a cold night, without temperature. I didn't bother to greet and cater to it, and went straight to the point: "What about the household registration book?" ”

This attitude ....... Ning Wentao suppressed the urge to teach this kid a hard lesson, reached out and took the leather bag on the table, found the household registration book from it and handed it to him: "What are you doing with the oral book?" ”

Ning Zhixu didn't reply.

The long figure stood in front of the table and asked him, "Give me half of Xinglan shares, do you still count?" ”

Ning Wentao was stunned, he was very resistant to asking for his money before, let alone Xinglan.

The two things were connected, and Ning Wentao guessed his thoughts: "Do you want to be with the girl from the Nan family?" ”

This 'together' is deeper.

For example, I want to get married.

Although this matter is not something to consider at this age. But the thought of this possibility is also exciting enough.

With emotion in his eyes, his whole body relaxed: "You are my son, and all my property is yours." If you are really with the girl from the Nan family, of course you must prepare enough for the dowry. ”

He has made a lot of investments over the years, and he has a lot of industries under his control. Binanjia can't be compared, but it's also second to none in City A.

The two are a strong combination.

Ning Zhixu still had classes in the afternoon, and he didn't want to delay for too long, so he said lightly: "Since that's the case, let's sign the contract today." ”

Twenty minutes later.

Wen Lan and Ning Wentao jointly signed the share transfer letter. All 45% of the shares held by Ning Wentao were given to Ning Zhixu. The remaining 55 percent belongs to Wen Lan and other minority shareholders.

According to the current proportion of shares, Ning Zhixu is the largest shareholder.

The contract has a total of two pages, and Ning Zhixu didn't care about the amount and content on it, so he signed his name directly on the last page of the document.

Ning Wentao did this very neatly, and with the support of the Nan family, Xinglan seemed so insignificant.

If he can exchange this share for the unity of father and son, why wouldn't he do it.

Wen Lan has always felt guilty about this child, and now that he has given him what he deserves, he is a lot more relieved.

Only Mu Huai'an sat opposite Ning Zhixu, folded his legs, touched the scar on his eyebrow bone with his slender fingers, raised his eyes and smiled: "What?" Let go of your mother's hatred and want to make some money? ”

He poked his wounds maliciously, tirelessly, endlessly.

Wen Lan scolded loudly: "Ahuai, shut up." ”

She's been exhausted lately. I really don't want to see Mu Huai'an and Ning Zhixu fight again.

If he can't fight, he will only torture himself.

Fortunately, Ning Zhixu's anger is now dispelled by Nanyi's love and so much warmth in the world, and he can also face those unbearable pasts calmly.

The young man's eyes did not shy away, and he said calmly: "Mu Huai'an, let's talk." ”

It was the first time he had faced him so calmly.

It was also the first time I offered to talk to him.

Mu Huai'an: "Okay." ”

In the huge conference room, two teenagers sat down facing each other across a long table.

It's really rare that they can be so 'harmonious' one day.

Ning Zhixu's eyes were unwavering: "Is it interesting?" ”

It's been almost four years.

He held on to him like the devil of hell.

Mu Huai'an snorted lightly, with a faint hatred in his eyes: "Of course it's interesting." I wish that the high-ranking Xu Ye had nothing and was spurned by everyone. ”

"But you lost."

His eyes were fixed on his face, and he would rather know that Xu would explain the facts calmly.

He wants him to have nothing, he has a southern will, and he has a bright future.

He wanted him to be scolded by all people, but there were still people standing behind him.

Ning Zhixu's gaze never shifted by half a minute, and the words were repeated clearly: "Mu Huai'an, you lost." ”

"yes, I lost." Mu Huaian admitted.

Because I lost, I hated it even more.

"Ning Zhixu, why! Why can you live well! ”

"Whether I live well or not has never been your business. I don't owe you that scar. You're the one who thinks I'm an imaginary enemy. And I've never taken you seriously. ”

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are arrogant, which is Mu Huai'an's most hated appearance.

The irony is that he doesn't qualify as his opponent.

Under Mu Huai'an's gaze, the young man slowly got up and approached him: "This scar of yours is the price of your insult to my mother, and I have also been locked up in a juvenile detention center for several months. Xinglan has never been your family's own property. What I take is only my share. If you send online news to attack me and implicate Nanyi, the Nan family will naturally teach me a lesson. There's only one thing you haven't paid off....."

The footsteps settled, and he stood beside him.

Mu Huai'an swept his movements, couldn't dodge, and smashed the stool leg down.

A huge pain hit the back of his head, and Mu Huai'an fell from the stool, bleeding all over the ground.

Wen Lan was afraid that something would happen, so he and Ning Wentao were always waiting outside the door. Hearing the sound, he quickly pushed the door in, only to see the young man Shi Shiran put down the stool, and his eyes were calm to no emotion: "You owe her injury for a long time." ”

He was trying to force him to come back from the city.

did not hesitate to push Nanyi downstairs.

In order not to worry Nanyi, he put up with it for the time being.

Endured for two whole years.

Why wouldn't he ask for it back now?

"Ahuai ......"

Wen Lan ran over and half-helped Mu Huai'an, hurriedly wiped his blood, and called 120. The white suit was stained with blood, and the red was dazzling.

Ning Zhixu looked down at their mother and son, just as their mother and son looked at him coldly and begged Ning Wentao to give him money for his mother's treatment.

It's time to end.

Since it's too tiring to live with hatred, let yourself go.

The young man's voice sounded in this empty conference room, he was in a stable mood from beginning to end, and his tone was unwavering, but the words fell on everyone's ears, and they were extremely deep and heavy: "Mu Huai'an, I hate to fight violence with violence. But for you, there is no need to be too merciful. ”

Ning Zhixu's gaze swept over a pool of blood on the ground: "This bit of blood is still lighter than the injury Nanyi suffered at the beginning." Aunt Wen Lan ......" He paused: "Maybe I should call you that." ”

Wen Lan raised his head, his eyes were red: "Know, we owe you." I know. But Huai'an, he's just not very mature, you forgive him, and forgive us......"

"Mom, you're not allowed to apologize."

Mu Huai'an was confused, looking at Ning Zhixu's eyes but still full of hatred.

Look at that.

Children with mothers have more confidence.

If he is immature, he wants to be forgiven.

Ning Zhixu then said what he didn't finish: "If you don't educate him, someone will naturally educate him." There's no forgiveness, and I never wanted to have anything to do with you. ”

Finally, he turned to look at the man standing silently in the doorway.

This is the only person in the world who is related to him by blood, but he has never stood behind him to protect him.

Not a moment.

Now, he doesn't even have hatred.

Ning Zhixu raised his foot to pass by him, but the corners of his clothes didn't touch him, and the last words he said to him were: "There was hope at the beginning, but you refused to pay for it." ”

The man stared at him in a daze, his lips squirmed for a long time, but he couldn't spit out half a word.

No matter what he had to say, Ning Zhixu didn't want to hear it.

Cancer is not incurable.

The human heart is hopeless.

Out of Xinglan, the sun was shining outside, and the ambulance happened to stop, blocking the sunlight at the door.

Ning Zhixu quickly went through the procedures for moving his household registration, Ning Wentao's household registration book was mailed by him in the same city, and the share transfer book was placed in Chen Ange's room on the second floor of the billiard hall.

The layout of his room hadn't changed in the slightest, Tang Yu had only taken away a few things he had left behind, and the rest were the original. Ning Zhixu stood outside the door for a while, then walked in again, pressed the peace charm that he didn't have time to give him on the first page of the share transfer letter, and then gently closed the door.

Ning Zhixu transferred a lot of money to Chen Ange's account. The amount of money was so large that he could live in abundance anywhere in the world.

What is owed to him is far from being repaid with money. But at the very least, he wanted his life to be better.

An hour later, the money was returned intact.