"Don't! Don't! Mom don't beat Domi! No... you're not my mother! Ah..."

Millet burst into tears, trembling and dreaming, and finally screamed, and she woke up abruptly!

Then he was embraced by a strong warm embrace.

"Domey, don't be afraid, Dad is here!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Duomi looked up and saw the familiar face of his father. He immediately squashed his mouth and cried very aggrievedly: "Wow... Dad! I dreamt that my mother beat me again. It hurts to beat more rice..."

"It's okay! It's just a dream. Dad promises that I will never hurt you any more in the future! Shall we not be afraid not to cry?"

Liu Zhengyang choked up with heartache like strangulation.

"Well! Duomi is obedient, stop crying, dad, don't be sad! I won't have nightmares anymore!"

Xiaoduo Mi obediently wiped her tears, but started to comfort Liu Zhengyang.

The well-behaved appearance made Liu Zhengyang unable to help tears.

"Right! Dad...Did you...recover your mother? I miss her..."

Xiaomi took out a tissue from the bedside and wiped the corner of Liu Zhengyang's eyes.

"Well! I have brought your real mother back, but my mother is very tired now, she is sleeping, and when she is well rested, I will take you to see your mother, OK?"

Liu Zhengyang nodded lightly and told a white lie.

"Yeah! Then let Mom rest for a while!"

Xiaomi nodded obediently, and then said: "Dad, I'm a little sleepy again, can you hold me to sleep for a while?"

"sure!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded, and then took Xiao Duomi into his arms.

Xiao Duomi nestled in Liu Zhengyang's arms and fell into a deep sleep in a short while.

This night, during this period of time, Xiao Duomi slept the most peacefully and peacefully...

The next day, the main gate of the Nanjia headquarters in the provincial capital, the gravity training room dedicated to the Nanjia Patriarch finally opened.

I saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, an imposing manner, and strode out without expression.

Amazingly, it is Nanjiajia Zhongnan Green!

"Patriarch!"

Seeing Nanlu coming out, the two guards in charge of guarding immediately saluted respectfully.

"Yeah! During my retreat and practice, nothing major happened, right?"

Nan Lu asked faintly.

"this……"

The expressions of the two guards turned a little ugly in an instant.

"What's the matter? Say!"

Nan Lu's eyes condensed, and he asked coldly.

"Young Master's right hand was abolished..."

One of the guards opened the mouth tremblingly.

"What!? She'er's right hand was abolished? When did it happen? Who is so bold!?"

Nanlu roared immediately.

"Return to the Patriarch, it's like this..."

I told the Guards about the 15th and 10th.

"Liu Zhengyang in Tiancheng!!? So daring! Chen Jiumu's trash actually let him escape?"

Nan Lu's face was gloomy as water, and then he shouted coldly: "Call all the backbones to the meeting room for a meeting!"

"Yes!"

The guards immediately took their orders.

In a short while, all the backbones of the Nan family gathered in the chamber.

Looking at Nan Lu, who was sitting in the first place with a gloomy expression, everyone sat quietly in their seats and did not dare to speak.

It didn't take long for almost all the backbones to arrive.

Only Nan Wu and Nan She have not arrived yet.

Five minutes later, Nan Wong arrived.

"Why did you go? Why did you come so late?"

Nan Lu asked directly.

"Return to my father, where I live is far from here, so..."

Nan Wuyou immediately spoke respectfully.

"Huh! Excuse me! Next time I have a meeting, if you are late again, you can stop blaming my family law!"

Not waiting for Nan Wong to finish speaking, Nan Lu immediately interrupted in a cold voice.

"Yes, I understand!"

Nan Wuyou nodded helplessly.

"Are everyone here?"

Nan Lu squinted his eyes and asked faintly.

"Return to the Patriarch, there is still one person who hasn't arrived!"

The South Guards commander Nanser on the side spoke.

"Who is so courageous? Actually not yet? When my words fall apart?"

Nanlu was furious immediately!

"Uh...return to the Patriarch, it's the eldest master that Nanshe hasn't arrived yet..."

Nan Se opened his mouth in embarrassment.

"Oh? So she hasn't come yet? Then let's wait."

Hearing this, Nan Lu's anger disappeared, replaced by an endless soft color. After speaking, he closed his eyes and became calm.

After seeing this scene, Nan Wuming felt uneasy in his heart.

The son of the same father is also late. Why is the difference so big?

And what is Nanshe doing right now?

It turns out that this guy is still practicing with Qian Xuechen in the room!

"Master! Are you alright? Everyone is waiting for you!"

The guard outside the door urged a little anxiously.

"Okay, okay! It will be done soon, what if you let them wait a little longer? There will be no less meat!"

Nan She turned his lips indifferently, still working his own way.

finally!

After half an hour.

With a high-pitched cry, Nanshe finally finished her morning exercise.

"Lingda! Can you remember what I taught you?"

Qian Xue nestled in Nan She's arms with a shy expression on her face, and asked softly.

"Hehe... don't worry! I remembered everything! Today I must make Nan Wuji them beautiful!"

Nan Shezhi triumphantly lit a cigarette.

"Then you go to the meeting, don't make your father wait in a hurry!"

Qian Xuejiao smiled.

"Okay! I'm going now!"

Nanshe started to put on clothes this time, brushing his teeth and washing his face, rubbing mousse and combing his hair. Another half an hour passed.

After everything was set up, Nanshe walked out of the room leisurely.

The guards at the door were almost crying.

Nan She looked disapproving, and walked towards the conference room swayingly.

And at this time in the conference room.

Except for Nanlu's calm face and closed eyes, the other backbones were a little impatient!

Especially Nan Wuji and Chen Jiumu.

finally!

"Haha...I'm sorry, I got up a bit late, so everyone has been waiting for a long time!"

Nan Shot opened the mouth with a smile.

"Is it here?"

Nan Lu, who was sitting in the first place, opened his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

"Um!"

Nan She nodded lightly, and then sat down in his seat.

But Nan Lu got up and walked over, picked up Nan She's newly-equipped mechanical right arm, and said distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

"When that **** Liu Zhengyang was tortured me, I felt so painful that I wanted to die! But now it doesn't hurt anymore! You have trouble father!"

"You poor silly boy!"

Nan Lu touched Nan She's head lovingly, and then took a deep breath, and said sternly, "She'er, don't worry! For my father, I must be fair to you!"

After seeing this scene.

The heart of Nan Wuyu on the side was extremely sour!

Why?

why is that?

Why is it that shooting this **** south can be favored by my father in every way, but I don't even have a right eye?

Nan Wu can't help it anymore!

He stood up and asked, "Father! Why do you have to question me when I was only a few minutes late? And Nanshe was late for more than an hour, but you not only didn’t even have a word of reproach, but you also care so much. he?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that my shooter was injured? What's the matter of being an hour late?"

Nan Lu Zhun turned around, looked at Nan Wong nonchalantly, and stunned directly!

"But……"

Nan Wuyou was not reconciled, and wanted to speak.

"What? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Nan Wuji hadn't finished speaking yet, Nan Lu asked coldly!

"Don't dare!"

Nan Wuji was not surprised, and immediately knelt down.

"Since I dare not! Then shut up! How I do things, it is not your turn to tell me!"

The south green surface is sinking like water.

Nan Wuji knelt on the ground. Although he was unwilling, he did not dare to say anything, even to stand up!

While Nanshe sitting on the side, Yanjing was paralyzed directly. He looked at Nan Wu who was kneeling on the ground mockingly.

Ah! You bastard! With my father, you can never ride on my head!

After seeing this scene.

Everyone understands that Nanlu is siding the south! Chi Guoguo's partiality! At the same time it also sent a clear signal that the heir to the Patriarch can only be Nanshe! Nan Wong is not even considering it!

Nan Wuji's heart is almost broken!

Why is it that I work so hard and I am so good, but what is changed is only the cold words of my father?

This is not fair! ! !

Nan Wuwu, at this moment, couldn't help but think of the words of his master Chen Jiumu. If you want to become the Patriarch, you must chase Lan Suxin! ! !

In order to prove it to his father, Nan Wuji decided that he must follow Lan Suxin anyway and become the son-in-law of the Lan family! So as to become the Patriarch of the Nan Family!