After Jiang Xiyan put Jiang Ziyue to sleep, she put on her coat and walked out of the bedroom. The light in the study room was on. According to previous habits, Nangong Ling must be busy with the company at the moment.
After walking to the kitchen and making a cup of coffee, Jiang Xiyan wanted to have a good talk with Nangong Ling. The lost things can never come back, and they will continue to live in the future. In this case, it is better to make it clear to each other.
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In the study room on the second floor, Nangong Ling did not deal with official matters. Instead, he sat in front of the window and looked at the morning sunshine. After running around all night, he did not feel tired, but his heart was not calm anymore. His current goal has been determined.
, that is Jiang Xiyan, he found his heart after a trip to the new city.
Jiang Xiyan opened the door and saw Nangong Ling's appearance. She was deeply attracted. No matter how time changed, her heart only stayed at five years ago.
He walked to Nangong Ling and handed over the coffee in his hand.
Jiang Xi moved up and down and moved a chair to sit opposite Nangong Ling. The smile on her face was a little more innocent. She was tired of the intrigues outside. In front of him, she felt an indescribable sense of relaxation: "Nangong
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"I said, call me Ling, and if you call me by my first and last name, you know the consequences." Nangong Ling corrected Jiang Xiyan's mistakes all the time.
Jiang Xiyan was still not used to such an intimate title, but looking at the serious Nangong Ling, she had to obey his order: "...Ling, I want to take Sarah back to the UK. I am now Wei Chen's fiancée.
Yes, if we continue to be entangled like this, there will be no good results. It will hurt the people around you and the people around me."
Nangong Ling drank the coffee in the cup. This taste has been lost for five years. A cup of coffee has different tastes after passing through the hands of different people. He was obsessed with this pure fragrance: "I am afraid of hurting Wen Weichen.
?But, I don’t plan to let you mother and daughter go now. Yueyue is my daughter, and she should grow up by my side."
Jiang Xiyan knew that Nangong Ling was unreasonable. All he wanted was his daughter. She bit her lip and said, "I don't deny that Yueyue is your daughter, but we don't need to be here. You also have your own family, so why force it?"
This daughter, you didn't want me to conceive your child, so I took all the medicine, but Yueyue was an accident, she is my life, you can't take it away."
Putting the cup on the window sill, Nangong Ling stood up. Jiang Ziyue was indeed Jiang Xiyan's life, but they were both his life now, and no one could let them leave: "Stay here and be the master here.
"
Jiang Xiyan's hands shook, and the smile on her face froze. She raised her head and looked at the stalwart man, and smiled bitterly: "Ha, when will you learn to respect others? I won't stay here, even if it's
You imprisoned my freedom, but my heart will not be here."
Nangong Ling, who walked to the door, stopped. Now is it time for him to bear the emotional torture? He said in a cold voice: "What I want is your freedom. It doesn't matter whether my heart is there or not."
After closing the door of the study, Nangong Ling stood at the door. Jiang Xiyan's words really hurt him. If it were before, he would have let her leave without saying a word, but it is different now. He wants to have a home, and Jiang Xiyan's home is
, there is also Jiang Ziyue, maybe there will be another prince in the future.
Nangong Ling took his hand off the doorknob and walked towards another bedroom. No matter how many places he lived in, they couldn't compare to this one. Although there was pain, there was also the kind of warmth that belonged to each other.
Du Zhibin called and found out the news about An Leer. Nangong Ling immediately put on his coat and drove away.
Jiang Xiyan watched the car slowly leave the villa, and tears fell unconsciously. She said she would stop crying, but she couldn't help but feel sad after seeing his every move. Just like now, the two of them hurt each other and were together.
What's that for?
Holding her hands tightly, in England, with Wen Weichen's company, she never shed a single tear, but when she returned to the mainland, Nangong Ling's presence would bring her a string of tears.
When Nangong Ling came to the company, Du Zhibin was already sitting on the sofa waiting. He didn't have time to take off his coat and directly took the information from Du Zhibin's hand and looked at it.
It seems that An Leer's disappearance was also premeditated.
"Is she in the United States? Has anyone been sent to verify the information?" Nangong Ling looked at the information, but always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was when he entered.
Du Zhibin nodded and said respectfully: "Da Pan sent someone to verify it. The information is correct. Brother Ling, do you think she can't be in the United States?"
Nangong Ling looked at Du Zhibin, then put all the information into the information bag, and then answered his question: "No, pay close attention. If there is any news, let them report it immediately. Nangong Lie can't let down his guard either.
, now is the time to finally close the net, and I don’t want them to escape at the most critical moment.”
"Understood, I will send someone over to check. If there is nothing else, Brother Ling, I will go to the casino first." After all, Du Zhibin has received special training, and he can also feel that for some sensitive issues, Nangong Ling's arrangement is also
He has his own reasons. It seems that these two battles took place at about the same time.
After waving his hand, Du Zhibin retreated.
Nangong Ling was alone in the office, taking out all the information and looking at the information in detail. He trusted the people around him more than himself, and this time, he began to doubt his own judgment.
Before he could read the information, Nangong Ling was startled by the strong movement outside the door. He quickly put the information away and put it back in the drawer, waiting for the visitor.
Wen Weichen broke in and when he saw Nangong Ling, he was furious. No matter how clever he was, he never thought that Nangong Ling would secretly go to Xincheng to bring Jiang Xiyan back: "Nangong Ling, I respect your work in Dongcheng.
Status, since I have brought my fiancée and daughter back, please let me meet them."
Nangong Ling did not stand up, but tapped the nanmu table with his fingers, his eyes full of contempt. He would not take Wen Weichen seriously at all: "If I am not wrong, Jiang Ziyue is my daughter, right? What?
Does Mr. Wen want to compete with me for my daughter?"
Wen Weichen stood still in front of the table. Unexpectedly, Nangong Ling already knew Jiang Ziyue's identity. It seemed that he underestimated Nangong Ling's ability. After all, he was someone who had been in the mall. He immediately calmed down: "Sarah is mine.
My daughter, I was born with her and grew up with her. As the saying goes, 'giving kindness is less important than raising kindness', I think President Nangong Ling knows what it means."
"Really? But blood is an irreplaceable bond. No matter how much kindness you have, can you get rid of the fact that she is my daughter?" Nangong Ling stood up, supporting the table with both hands, and said face to face with Wen Weichen.