Nangong Ling drove back to the villa. Nie Tong was still lying in the bedroom on the second floor. The servant put the delicious breakfast that had been cooked in the small living room of the bedroom. No one could persuade Nie Tong to get out of bed to eat. The eldest lady
After his temper got worse, he scolded the servants so much that no one entered the bedroom on the second floor, all waiting for Nangong Ling's return.
When the older butler saw Nangong Ling driving back, he immediately walked over and humbly reported the family affairs: "Master, the young lady lost her temper and refused to eat. She was in trouble for a while last night because she called you.
I turned off my phone, so I didn’t go to bed until early in the morning. When the girl who delivered the meal in the morning came in, she was scolded by the lady."
Nangong Ling walked towards the second floor with vigorous steps. After the housekeeper behind him finished explaining the situation, Nangong Ling stopped and let him go downstairs.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Nie Tong thought it was another servant coming to urge him to eat. He didn't turn around and shouted loudly: "Get out, I said, if Brother Ling doesn't come back, I won't eat. Don't bother me anymore."
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Nangong Ling's face was covered with frost. How much the separation in the past few years had changed Nie Tong. In his mind, he was no longer a beautiful girl, but when he thought of the suffering that Nie Tong had suffered outside in the past few years, he felt better.
Feeling guilty, he stepped forward and sat beside the princess' bed. The cushion instantly collapsed a little.
Nie Tong felt the breath of the person next to the bed. The familiar and cold feeling made her shiver. She didn't expect Nangong Ling to hang up the phone and rush back so quickly. She turned around quickly and changed from her aggressive behavior just now to being as gentle as water.
He looked at Nangong Ling with his eyes, and leaned on Nangong Ling's shoulder: "Brother Ling, why didn't you come back last night? Don't you know Tongtong would be scared? I dreamed about my father, and he was covered in blood.
Look, I'm really scared." Nie Tong's voice choked with sobs as he spoke.
Nangong Ling reached out and hugged Nie Tong in his arms. When he heard about his adoptive father, his heart softened again. He put down everything and patted Nie Tong on the back and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, I will go home on time in the future, but for breakfast
You are not allowed not to eat, it is not good for your health."
Nie Tong nodded vigorously. This man will always belong to her only. No matter when, saying "Dad" is his Achilles' heel. Lying in Nangong Ling's love, she felt happy: "Brother Ling eats with me.
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Nangong Ling got up and picked Nie Tong up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. After a simple cleaning, the two of them walked to the restaurant downstairs. When the servant saw Nangong Ling and Nie Tong coming down, they immediately brought the breakfast that had been cooked.
to the dining table.
While the two were dining, Nangong Ling answered the phone. Du Zhibin told Nangong Ling the results of last night's handling on the phone. The results were quite satisfactory, but what happened next made Nangong Ling's brows look a little more sad.
"Brother Ling, Nangong Lie has begun to make some noise. They will participate in the culinary competition in this industry, and this time they also intend to monopolize the entire high-end catering industry. The contestants recommended by Nangong Lie will have an influence in the culinary industry.
If we win this competition, several larger restaurants we have invested in Dongcheng City will definitely be affected by this competition."
Nangong Ling hung up the phone. If he had a head-on protracted battle with Nangong Lie, he would not have a great chance of winning. After all, Nangong Lie and the Zheng Group have developed to this day. It is impossible for Nangong Lie and the Zheng Group to be greatly affected by his appearance. They want to move Nangong.
Lie, time is the key issue. If there is no cooking competition, and he has 20% of his real estate shares, it will be easier. But the cooking competition is related to the nine high-end restaurants he invested in Dongcheng City. This
Although outsiders may look down on the battles in the culinary world, they cannot see the true connotation. One person can save an industry, and one person can also destroy it.
Nangong Ling is bound to win this fight. No matter what method he adopts, his ultimate goal is to bankrupt Nangong Lie and live in this upper-class living group with his tail between his legs. If he wants his life, he can secretly kill himself.
The assassins from the land were sent, but what he wanted to see now was Nangong Lie's miserable state of life worse than death.
Nie Tong looked at Nangong Ling's cold eyes. Thinking of Nangong Ling's life experience, she felt unhappy. Nangong Ling had never seen his father or mother since he was a child. From the moment he could remember, there was only one thing in his eyes.
The adoptive father, the man who raised life but gave him no care, trained Nangong Ling to become a devil from the beginning.
Putting his hand gently on the back of Nangong Ling's hand, Nie Tong knew his hatred: "Brother Ling, after we finish here, let's go back to Switzerland."
Ever since he was sensible, Nangong Ling has been preparing for revenge. This is the only thing in his life that is his pillar of support. Without this hatred, maybe he would have been killed in the hail of bullets: "Tongtong, I promise
Let dad take care of you, and I will take you wherever I am. In a few days, we will get the certificate."
Nangong Ling did not say this out of sincerity, it was just a responsibility and his promise to his adoptive father.
Nie Tong understood what Nangong Ling was thinking. No matter whether it was his sincerity or responsibility, her goal was achieved and she was about to get what she wanted. Other women were just passers-by in his life, but she was his true love.
Goddess of Fate: "Everything depends on Brother Ling." A shy woman is like a blooming flower, and Nie Tong is exactly that blooming flower at this time.
Nangong Ling pulled his hand back. He was a man of his word. He stood up and picked up the car keys on the table: "You stay at home and I will come back after the matters in the company are dealt with."
Nie Tong stood up with a smile and took the initiative to kiss Nangong Ling's lips. She was already the hostess of this house: "Well, I'm waiting for Brother Ling to come back. Be careful when driving on the road."
Nangong Ling said nothing and walked directly towards the garage. Leaving the large yard where there was no business, the car drove out smoothly.
Nie Tong in the room was no longer a delicate little woman. She reached out and pushed the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the floor. The sound of "ping pong" in the room scared the servants and ran towards them.
The old housekeeper stepped forward and stood in front of the dining table with his head lowered. He didn't understand what Nie Tong was thinking. In front of Nangong Ling and others, the identity of the two people made him feel that there was a scam going on at Nangong Ling's home: "Miss Nie,
If the food doesn’t taste good, I’ll ask the kitchen chef to make it again.”
The other servants did not dare to step forward and stood quietly waiting for the eldest lady to be devastated by the violent storm.
Nie Tong looked at the remains of the dishes and chopsticks on the ground. She knew that Nangong Ling was just lying to her when he told her to come back. He would not come back until the servant could solve the problem. Then she threw her black high-heeled shoes to the ground with a smile.
, in the servant's surprised eyes, Nie Tong walked on the broken blue and white porcelain bowl with his bare feet, and blood instantly stained the floor.
When the servant wanted to help her and the housekeeper wanted to make a phone call, Nie Tong shouted: "Don't tell Ling, don't call a doctor, call him again at night. Just now you heard Ling say he wanted to talk to her."
I'm married, and if you don't do what the hostess says, don't blame me for being rude."
The servants nearby didn't dare to make any more noise. Nangong Ling rarely went home. If Nie Tong really became the mistress of the house, they couldn't afford to offend her, so everyone had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Nie Tong walked past the debris and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor. The servants quickly wiped away the blood stains left behind him, and the house returned to its original quietness. But everyone knew in their hearts that there would never be any real blood in the future.