Qin Bohai took a deep breath and said: "Then kill Ning Fan. Remember, you must bring his head back to pay tribute to my two sons."
"I understand, then should we send our own killers or foreign ones?"
"It's from abroad, so as not to be found out by the police."
"yes!"
Qin Bohai really didn't dare to touch Ling Fei. He couldn't afford to offend either the Ling family or the Song family, unless he wanted to be exterminated.
............
Two days have passed, tomorrow is the 1st, and everyone is starting to leave school one after another.
Ning Fan felt that time flew by so fast. He was about to graduate and he had not yet fully enjoyed his time on campus.
"Xiao Fan?" came a voice from behind.
Ning Fan turned around in surprise when he heard the voice and saw a beautiful woman wearing an OL system standing in front of him.
She has cloud-like hair draped over her shoulders, an oval face, and a hint of childishness, and her eyes are full of guilt and reluctance.
This person is none other than Jiang Yurou, who has inherited the Jiang family's business group and became a female president.
Ning Fan had no hatred towards Jiang Yurou and smiled faintly: "Long time no see, I have a new look."
"Xiaofan, I..."
Jiang Yurou had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say, but after seeing Ning Fan, she felt that her throat was blocked and she couldn't say anything.
"Live a good life." Ning Fan said.
"Xiao Fan...thank you for not killing my father, thank you."
"Nothing, go back." Ning Fan turned and left.
The housekeeper behind him came up with a sigh and persuaded: "Miss, let's go."
Jiang Yurou bit her lip tightly, tears falling continuously, looking at Ning Fan's walking back but unable to say a word.
"Don't cry, fate is like this, you and Ning Fan are destined to be destined to each other."
"Grandpa Long, I feel so uncomfortable..." Jiang Yurou cried.
She is the head beauty of Longteng University and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. No one can enter her heart but Ning Fan.
But because of unchangeable reasons, I lost the first man I loved, how could I not feel sad?
"Let's go, there are still many things in the family that need you to deal with."
"Um!"
Jiang Yurou got into the car, and Butler Long said to the driver: "Leave through the side door."
"good!"
Because Ning Fan walked through the front door, it would be better to let Jiang Yurou walk through the side door, so as not to see Ning Fan sad again.
As young people, as long as we don't see each other for a while, our feelings will gradually fade away.
Ning Fan actually felt uncomfortable. He felt very uncomfortable when he turned around just now. Perhaps among the women he knew, he had the deepest impression of Jiang Yurou.
But if he accepted Jiang Yurou, how could he be worthy of his dead parents?
Thinking of this, Ning Fan sat on a rest chair by the roadside, took out his cigarette, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
"Hey, Xiaofan, are you sad?" Shen Moxin came to Ning Fan.
She saw everything that had just happened on the trail over there. Ning Fan seemed to be feeling quite uncomfortable, so he temporarily put down his work and walked over.
"Sister Mo Xin, you are back."
"I've been back for two days. I was busy dealing with things as soon as I came back and didn't notify you."
Shen Moxin then asked: "What's wrong? I've seen you not smoking before. I saw it just now. Tell me what's going on?"
"Hey, it's nothing. I'm just missing a friend and feeling more melancholy."
After finishing speaking, he smoked the cigarette in one breath, stamped it out and threw it into the trash can.
"It seems that you value Jiang Yurou very much. Otherwise, how could you be like this?"