Nangong Minglu was finally approved by the doctor to be discharged from the hospital.
Rong Baichuan, Nangong Ya, Rong Yanwei, and Ding Nuo surrounded her, and the family happily returned to the Rong family villa.
Walking into the living room, the laughter and laughter along the way immediately disappeared without a trace.
Han Xiyan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a huge ice ball, and all happiness and warmth were inaccessible.
He stood up slowly and faced them, his eyes cold.
Nangong Minglu didn't understand why he still lived here?
She remembered what Han Xiyan said in that white castle,
——Your hypocrite father, coveting my mother’s beauty, deliberately caused a car accident, killed my father, and took over my mother!
——Nangong Minglu, do you know? I called you here just to destroy you! Because I think that in this world, there will never be anyone more completely destroyed by me than you, Rong Baichuan.
What a painful thing!
Nangong Minglu shuddered violently.
Is he still refusing to give up?
What other crazy moves will he make?
Rong Yanwei hugged Nangong Minglu tightly into his arms, comforted her, and shot Han Xiyan's face with a powerful and angry gaze, "Han Xiyan, aren't you ready to move out from here?"
"Xiaowei! Don't talk nonsense!" Rong Baichuan scolded his son gently.
Because of Ling Haotian's deliberate concealment, Rong Baichuan still doesn't know the crazy thing Han Xiyan wants to do.
Ling Haotian only told them that Han Xiyan and Nangong Minglu had an argument, and Nangong Minglu cut her wrist in anger.
He thought Han Xiyan was still seeking revenge for Nangong Minglu's bullying of him when he was a child.
He thought that maybe Han Xiyan and Nangong Minglu had lived under the same roof for a long time and slowly developed feelings, so the relationship between them could relax a little.
No matter how much Han Xiyan hurt Nangong Minglu, because of Han Zhi's instructions before his death and because of his deep guilt for Han Xiyan, he was unwilling to give up Han Xiyan or let Han Xiyan leave his side.
"Dad!" Nangong Minglu said softly: "Let him go! He is not suitable to live here! He has grown up and you don't need to worry about him anymore. He can take good care of himself!"
Nangong Minglu didn't know what crazy things Han Xiyan would do to deal with her and her family. She couldn't let Han Xiyan stay here.
She asked Ding Nuo, who was standing behind them, "A Ding, have you found the person I asked you to find?"
"Here he is, waiting outside the door."
"Let them in."
A dozen young men wearing De'an security uniforms filed in and stood behind Ding Nuo.
"Xiao Lu——" Ding Nuo looked at Nangong Minglu.
"Go to the second room on the right on the second floor and move everything out of that room." Nangong Minglu ordered the employees of De'an.
The second room on the right on the second floor is Han Xiyan's room.
Han Xiyan looked at them indifferently, as if he didn't hear what Nangong Minglu said at all.
"Wait a minute." Those people wanted to move, but Rong Baichuan stopped them.
"Xiao Lu! What are you doing?" Rong Baichuan frowned.
"Dad! He has grown up! He has his own thoughts, his own means, and his own financial group. Dad, he does not belong to you, nor does he belong here! Let him leave! This will never be his home."
Rong Baichuan looked at his daughter.
An accidental injury made his daughter mature a lot. She still has the unique childishness of a girl between her eyebrows, but her eyes are so gloomy and calm, and her tone is so calm and sad.
His daughter shouldn't be like this!
His daughter should be living under the protection of her parents and brothers, carefree, occasionally acting like a spoiled brat, getting into a little trouble, and showing off the temper of a wealthy lady...
But now...
He really owed too much to this daughter.
But to Han Xiyan, he owed even more!
How could he drive Han Zhi's only son out of his home?
