The President's Sweet Trap

Nanjia didn't go to her funeral except Nanfeng and nanchunjie.

The old man certainly won't go. He hasn't liked Zhao Yalan from beginning to end. Although he basically doesn't care now, his position in the south family hasn't changed at all.

The old man has always been the supreme existence of Nanjia. Even if Zhao Yalan is the mother of his other grandson, he will not support such a woman.

She didn't exist when she was alive, let alone when she died!

Naturally, nanqingchen would not go. He had nothing in his heart but hatred for Zhao Yalan. Instead of going to the funeral, he went to his mother's cemetery.

The murderer who killed his mother has died. Although he didn't do it himself, she is dead. If she still has a little conscience, I hope she can go underground and say sorry to his mother!

Since then, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The tolerance for so many years, for nothing else, is for grandpa and Nanjia. He doesn't want Nanjia to be taken advantage of by others because of his brothers' discord, nor does he want nanchunjie to lose his father and mother since childhood like him.

If he doesn't go, Gu Yiyi, as his wife, naturally won't go. She doesn't have much contact with Zhao Yalan, but she doesn't want to block herself because of what Nan Chunjie did to her.

After the funeral, Nan Chunjie only threw Nanfeng a sentence: "I want to be alone!" He got in the car and left.

Nanfeng was helpless. He didn't know where to start. It seemed that his son was not as close to him as before.

He always wanted to give him the best, but he always felt that his son didn't want it.

Now that Zhao Yalan is dead, he vaguely feels that this son will never listen to him again.

When he returned home, the old man's people had already reported it to him.

As soon as he entered the door, the old man sat on the sofa with a face and was waiting for him. He didn't dare to go against the old man's will, so he had to go and sit down.

"Where's Ajie?"

"He was in a bad mood and said he wanted to be alone, so I let him go!" Nanfeng answered softly.

"Hum!" The old man let out a heavy dull hum from his nose, and a bodyguard immediately came in outside the door.

The man bowed his head and reported respectfully: "Sir, sir, the second young master drove straight to a bar!"

Then he took out the video and put it on his desk.

Nanfeng stared at the mobile phone screen for only a few seconds. His face became iron blue. He finally knew why his father was waiting for him here.

Nan Chunjie was drunk, surrounded by a circle of women, each dressed exposed, behaved intimately, and even danced in front of him.

Nanfeng took out the phone and dialed out without expression: "find the second young master immediately and bring him home!"

Seeing that Nanfeng had dealt with it, the old man stood up and prepared to go upstairs to have a rest.

Nanfeng also stood up with him and naturally held his arm, but he was rejected by the old man.

His expression was stiff, and the hand he wanted to reach out again stopped in mid air. When he saw the back of the old man walking forward with crutches, Nanfeng's nose was sour and almost burst into tears.

Unconsciously, has his father, who walks with the wind, become so old?

How long did he not see his father again, and he didn't care about his father again. Even once he was just like Zhao Yalan's idea, and he wished he would not be alive. Has he has the final say?

He is really unfilial!

Looking back on his life, it seems that he has never done anything for Nanjia, his father and dumping dust. Instead, he has only brought them harm.

Up to now, Zhao Yalan is dead. Nan Chunjie is only thinking about revenge. The old man and Qingchen are broken by him. What is left of him, but he is alone.

Qingchen is right! Retribution, this is really retribution. Zhao Yalan has got her due retribution. I didn't expect it to be his turn so soon.

In the bar, the light was dim, the people were crowded and the music was loud.

When the bodyguard found him, he hugged a hot woman and was dancing close to his face. There was a wild smile on his face and the wild wolf twisted his body. It seemed that Zhao Yalan's death had never happened.

"Second young master, the master told us to take you home!"

A bodyguard came forward and whispered respectfully in his ear.

Nan Chunjie looked up dimly for a long time before he recognized that this was his bodyguard. He released the beauty in his arms and put his arm on the bodyguard's shoulder.

"Back to what home? Come on, you'll compensate me for dancing! "

The bodyguard's face was a little unnatural. He blocked nanchun Gera's hand and seriously said, "second young master, please don't embarrass us. The master ordered that you must be taken back!"

Nan Chunjie smiled disapprovingly and shook the woman into his arms again.

"I said, my mother is dead, I can't come out for a drink, bubble girl, relax? Do you have to stay at home? That's filial piety? Look at this place. It's so interesting. It's much more interesting than the home full of murderers. Go back and tell them that I'll go back when I've had enough! "

The woman he held in his arms stroked his bare chest with a smile and said with a silky smile: "ouch, er Shao! Your mother is dead! It's really unfilial of you to come out and play! "

Hearing the woman say your mother is dead in such a frivolous tone, Nan Chunjie's face suddenly became gloomy.

He pushed the woman to the ground. Nan Chunjie couldn't stand still and pointed at her and scolded, "why don't you tell me again?"

The beauty's face turned white with fear. The second young master of the south family in front of her was one of the giants with hundreds of billions of assets at birth. She still had ten more courage to offend.

She just watched Nan Chunjie speak in such an indifferent tone. That's why she followed him. She just wanted to please him.

The woman quickly got up from the ground and knelt at Nan Chunjie's feet, pleading: "Er Shao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Your adult doesn't care about villains, just think I'm Farting!"

Her humble posture made Nan Chunjie happy again. He couldn't help thinking that one day he would make Nan Qingchen kneel at his feet and look up at him like this woman.

Thinking of this, he laughed: "for your sake, I won't care about you!"

The beauty left with a thousand thanks.