Chapter 314 Meeting Nan Jin by chance
This should be Zheng Yue and Nan Kang's first "honesty".
"The kind things you do to me will only make me feel sick." Zheng Yue spit out this sentence without any scruples.
She looked at Nankang furiously, but she was helpless. She couldn't change any status quo. She was so happy that her heart beat faster and overflowed with joy.
She smiled suddenly, "I knew this before, so why bother?"
"I dare not forget everything you have done to me."
Zheng Yue tore apart everything between the two of them, and laid everything out in front of her.
She continued, "I have nightmares every night, dreaming that a baby is crying and calling me mother."
Recalling those difficult nights, Zheng Yue felt that Nankang deserved it all the more.
"But you, you don't have the slightest sense of guilt!" Her face was as cold as ice, and there was no smile in her eyes.
He can even say that it is for the good of the company, but still wants to understand his difficulties?
Zheng Yue only felt that he was farting, and also felt that all her previous thoughts had been fed to the dog.
"You have fallen to this point, and you are to blame for everything! You deserve it!"
The last sentence, full of catharsis, finally aroused Nankang's anger completely.
"You bitch!" He roared, got up, jumped over the table and rushed towards Zheng Yue.
But Zheng Yue didn't panic at all, she looked at Nankang who was rushing towards him, a little glint of success flashed out of the corner of her eyes.
She let the furious Nankang push herself to the ground without any resistance, and raised her hands symbolically to stop her.
"You're a **** bitch! I'll kill you!"
Nan Kang, who had red eyes in front of his eyes, punched her in the face without mercy. Zheng Yue didn't hide, and was hard hit several times.
As early as when she opened the door, she had already called the police, and she should have arrived by now.
"Hold on! Hands up!"
Just as an idea came to Zheng Yue's mind, the next second she heard a stern voice calling from the door.
Nankang was pointed at a gun and forced to kneel on the ground with his hands raised, while Zheng Yue was helped up by another policewoman to stay away from the scene.
"He, he wants to treat me..." Zheng Yue's eyes were red, her voice trembling with fear.
She shivered and trembled, coupled with the horrific scars all over her body and the tragedy of the scene, the policewoman looked at her with more sympathy and pity.
This incident caused quite a stir that night, Nankang was arrested, and Zheng Yue also went to the police station to make notes.
Zheng Yue’s transcript said that Nankang attempted to sexually harass her, and then became angry and wanted to murder herself. This incident was subsequently filed at the police station.
"We will definitely give you justice in this matter, and you can go home." The female police officer sent her out.
After this incident, Zheng Yue asked for leave from the school and the company, and then recuperated at home, but never expected to welcome a guest.
Nanxuan stood at the door of Zheng Yue, looking at the woman in front of him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"What conditions do you need to let Nankang go?" Nanxuan said in a deep voice.
He knew something about Zheng Yue and Nankang, but Zheng Yue's style made Nan Xuan feel that she was a woman with deep thoughts and vicious schemes.
It's nothing more than money.
Zheng Yue raised her eyes and looked him up and down, "This matter? There's nothing to talk about."
After she finished speaking, she directly closed the door without giving Nanxuan a second chance.
She is not a fool, if she really reconciles and releases Nankang, she will not know how she will die then.
But Zheng Yue thought that she had rejected it thoroughly enough, but someone knocked on the door the next day.
"I've said everything—" She opened the door impatiently.
But when his eyes fell on the person outside the door, he stopped halfway in surprise.
The person who came this time was Nan Hao.
When he learned that his father Nankang was brought into the police station by a woman, Nan Hao could not suppress his anger, so he went straight to Zheng Yue to let her know what was going on, and let his father go.
His tone was very aggressive, which made people feel uncomfortable.
But Zheng Yue didn't care to frown and get angry at this moment. She looked at Nan Hao's familiar face and was speechless in shock.
She vaguely felt that she seemed to have seen Nan Hao.
Memories rolled in my mind, and then locked on the picture of downstairs in the girls' dormitory one day.
He is the older brother who came to find Murong Qiao that day!
But—isn’t Murong Qiao the daughter of the Murong family?
…
The Nan family fell, and the Murong family got the news afterwards.
Unexpectedly, Nankang was ruined by a woman in the end.
Although the process was different from what he had imagined, it was also the retribution Nankang deserved. When Murong Chen found out, he felt that this was a relief to his sister.
As for Murong Qiao, looking at the computer screen right now, he couldn't write a single word.
"Alas..." She let out a long sigh.
After agreeing to Huo Yichen's marriage proposal, Murong Qiao always had a question in his heart.
The people in the family don’t know about it yet... Even the brothers don’t know that she has a boyfriend, and now they are all fiances.
Murong Qiao looked at the screen of the phone hesitantly, his eyes flicked over every chat bar, and he felt that it was a problem who to talk to first.
Her eyes drifted unconsciously, she bit her lip lightly with her canine teeth, unable to think of a satisfactory answer.
When she thought of this, her head grew dizzy.
The phone rang suddenly, it was Huo Yichen.
"I'll wait for you downstairs in the dormitory." He said.
Murong Qiao glanced at the time, only to realize that it was time for dinner.
If he couldn't think of it, he simply didn't want to, Murong Qiao replied in a self-destructive manner, pulling his coat and going downstairs.
Huo Yichen stood at the door waiting for her, the shadow of the leaves hit his cold and fair side face, only the broken light of the afternoon was in his eyes, his hands were casually put in his trouser pockets, the white clothes and black trousers stood there, attracting a lot of attention. Many girls stopped.
Murong Qiao ran to him in two or three steps, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
She panted slightly, and naturally and intimately put her hand on Huo Yichen's arm, standing beside him and chuckling.
Huo Yichen raised his hand to help her gather her hair behind her ears, paused for a moment with her fingertips on her earlobe, kneaded it lightly, and then closed her hands in satisfaction.
"Just arrived." He replied.
The itchiness of being pinched at the base of her ear made Murong Qiao shrink back, and a scarlet color flew across her face.
She pulled Huo Yichen down, "I want to go to the restaurant that was very delicious with boiled pork slices."
Huo Yichen naturally followed her, nodded his head indulgently, and walked out with Murong Qiao.
But when I came to the door of the store, I ran into someone I didn't want to see.
Seeing Murong Qiao appearing in front of her, Nan Jin's eyes widened immediately, she was overwhelmed with surprise, and even took a step forward involuntarily.
He looked at his sister, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and wished he could give Murong Qiao a hug, but when his eyes touched Murong Qiao's holding Huo Yichen's hand, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little.
But when Murong Qiao saw him, his mood was just the opposite.
She frowned, looking at Nan Jin who appeared in front of her, her face that was still smiling turned cold.
Murong Qiao's gaze diverged from Nan Jin's surprised gaze, as if the two didn't know each other at all, and walked past Nan Jin.
The expectations that had just been born in Nan Jin's heart were instantly shattered.
Seeing that Murong Qiao didn't intend to talk to him at all, Nan Jin's heart was twisted into a ball, which was more uncomfortable than a needle prick.
"Jojo—" Nankang hurriedly called her.
He hurriedly stopped in front of Murong Qiao, forcing her to stop.
Facing Murong Qiao's cold eyes, Nan Jin's raised voice was suppressed again.
He almost begged, "Can we find a place to sit and talk?"
(end of this chapter)