Chapter 313 Unhappy with retribution
After Nankang Company collapsed, the smile on Zheng Yue's face became more visible to the naked eye.
"I'm going to find a new job." She said to Murong Qiao.
At the moment, the two are staying in the dormitory, and Yang Xin and Leng Yan are out shopping.
Murong Qiao's eyes moved, "Alright."
She doesn't care about Zheng Yue anymore, the left and right are just pawns to take revenge on Nankang.
Just thinking of her who was drunk and crazy that night in her mind, Murong Qiao sighed in his heart.
"I'm going to the interview, goodbye." Zheng Yue offered to say goodbye.
Murong Qiao nodded in response, and then glanced at the messages on the phone.
【[Photo][Photo] Nan's recent...】
She quickly skimmed through the news, and after just a few glances, she had a general idea of the content. Then, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she smiled happily. Her beautiful eyes were curved, and there was a joyful light in them.
Murong Qiao in Nankang has also been sending people to keep an eye on them. Now that they all live in a rented small house, Murong Qiao's mood is soaring.
As early as when he treated his mother so cruelly, he should have been punished like this.
Murong Qiao
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After going bankrupt from the company, Nam Kang got into a drinking habit.
"Dad..." Nan Xuan frowned as soon as he got home.
There was no place to put down the wine bottles all over the floor, looking at Nankang who was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking with a flushed face, Nanxuan couldn't say anything even though he felt resentment in his heart.
Nan Xuan cleaned up without complaint, and then walked into the kitchen.
After moving, I couldn’t afford a nanny, so Nanxuan took care of my daily life.
"...I'll go out for a while." Nan Kang's voice came from the living room.
Nanxuan didn't respond, just pretending that Nankang was unwilling to eat as usual.
He is not good at cooking, so it is a bit of a stretch to be able to cook some food. These days, Nankang has said more than once that the food is unpalatable, and Nanxuan is used to it.
Kan Nankang went out and took a taxi to report the address to the master.
He is going to find Zheng Yue.
From the moment the bidding proposal disappeared, Nankang thought of Zheng Yue.
Things have developed to this point, Nankang is naturally not a fool, and after a little thought, he can pick out many doubts about Zheng Yue.
He was very angry, and at the same time felt that Zheng Yue was so terrifying that he was terrified.
The career that he has worked so hard for half his life will be gone. Nankang can't swallow this breath, so he wants to settle the score with Zheng Yue.
At that time, Zheng Yue had just returned home after the interview was over.
Thanks to her excellent work ability and her beautiful resume in Nankang Company, she easily passed the interview and got a good job.
But this good mood was suppressed by the strong and chaotic knocking on the door before celebrating.
"Zheng Yue! Get out!"
is the voice of Nankang.
"Zheng Yue! I know you are **** at home!"
The irritable and hoarse voice made people panic.
Zheng Yue took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.
I saw Nankang standing at the door of her house with a flushed face, calling her at the top of his voice, with a kind of arrogance that would not stop until he saw someone.
The door was slapped loudly, but Zheng Yue took two steps back slowly.
Zheng Yue is no longer the girl that Guanghui was afraid of before. Seeing Nankang approaching her door, she immediately found her mobile phone and called the police.
"Hello, there is a lunatic knocking on my door. The address is..." She was calm and decisive.
Not long after, the police appeared and forcibly took away Nankang, who was drunk and mad.
"You...are you insomnia?" Yang Xin asked hesitantly.
Zheng Yue has been working hard to keep her own life since she came back, so Yang Xin also expressed concern.
Zheng Yue smiled, "The mosquitoes bothered me so much that I didn't have a good rest."
Murong Qiao sat next to Yang Xin, listened to the brief conversation between the two, and looked at the blackboard where the teacher was writing in front, showing some interest.
Last night when Nankang went to Zheng Yue's house to knock on the door, the person staring at her immediately told her.
It was not a surprise to her that Nankang was able to find Zheng Yue. A person like him overturned on Zheng Yue, and she probably felt so uncomfortable that she would die.
"Mosquitoes are annoying enough." Yang Xin complained.
Zheng Yue lowered her eyes and said nothing, as if she was thinking.
Murong Qiao took all the subtle expressions on her face into his eyes, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message.
【Keep an eye on it recently, and report as soon as possible. 】
She had a hunch that the matter between Zheng Yue and Nankang would soon come to fruition.
In the next few days, Nankang was like a ghost, wandering around Zheng Yue's door.
Calling the police is not a long-term solution, and moving house will not solve the problem. After realizing this in her heart, Zheng Yue decided to find a time to have a good talk with Nankang.
"Come in." She opened the door.
Nan Kang outside the door looked at Zheng Yue who opened the door suddenly, seeing that she was dressed brightly and had delicate makeup on her face, she couldn't get angry.
Zheng Yue didn't look at him, but walked to the table and sat down, "Let's talk."
This sentence has been said by the two of them countless times, but Zheng Yue knows in her heart that this time is different.
Nan Kang felt even more annoyed when her unfazed expression fell into Nankang's eyes. Looking at the completely different Zheng Yue in front of him, he didn't expect that one day he would also be pecked in the eye by an eagle.
"Talk?" Nankang sneered.
He simply sat down and faced Zheng Yue face to face, his gaze seemed to be able to eat her, and he was so vicious as a wolf that made people shudder.
"Don't harass me anymore, we'll live our own lives." Zheng Yue set out the conditions.
Nankang was even angrier, "Everyone lives in his own way?"
"You ruined half of my life's hard work, and then told me to do my own work?" He shouted hoarsely.
Looking at Zheng Yue in front of him, Nankang felt that the anger in his heart was getting more and more arrogant, and he wished he could strangle her to death immediately.
Zheng Yue nodded, "Yes."
She didn't seem intimidated by Nankang's tone, she was calm and unhurried, her makeup and clothes were all exquisite and beautiful, and she had long lost the innocence of the past.
But looking back at Nankang, his clothes are worn out and worn out, and the neatly groomed hair no longer exists. He is the president of the company with unlimited glory.
The corner of Zheng Yue's mouth curled up into a smile, with a bit of catharsis, but it hurt Nankang's eyes deeply.
"Zheng Yue," Nankang stared at her, "Why did you treat me like this? Am I not good enough for you?"
"I'll buy you whatever you want, including clothes and bags—" he was jealous.
But before he finished speaking, Zheng Yue interrupted him.
She satirized instead, "I'm like a dog under your hands."
"When you are happy, coax me to reward me and make me happy too. When you are unhappy, just ignore me and throw me aside?"
"I begged you so hard back then, please give me a child... But how did you treat me, Nankang?"
The light in Zheng Yue's eyes gradually cooled down, the sharp and cold eyes seemed to shoot Nankang directly with a knife, cutting off a piece of flesh from him.
"You tried everything possible to get rid of him." She said every word, as if squeezed out of her teeth.
"I hid in my hometown, and you followed me. The child was six or seven months old at the time—but you still didn't let me go."
Nankang looked at Zheng Yue who was telling everything with a cold face in front of him, as if he had changed.
But Zheng Yue has no intention of stopping.
There seemed to be a flame in her eyes, so hot that it could burn people. "Even when I fell off the cliff and bled profusely, begging you to save me."
"How did you abandon me? Nankang?"
The **** accusations turned into knives, and they were stabbed in Nankang's body one by one, telling about his previous "crimes".
(end of this chapter)