At that time, Nie Zheng was kneeling in front of Mr. Nie, his back straight.
"Grandpa, Azheng wants a chance."
"Oh?" Mr. Nie chuckled and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your father has already divided the family property. Why do you think I should give you a chance?"
Nie Zheng's face was stiff, and his self-esteem had been abandoned.
However, he vowed that one day, he would get this dignity back!
Nie Zheng gritted his teeth, clenched his palms, and said word for word, "Because, among the many descendants of grandpa, I will be the best one. No one in the Nie family can win it except me."
Even Nie Rongting was stunned when he said such words.
Not to mention, the reason why Nie Rongting hesitated for so many years on the issue of successors was precisely because among his descendants, he really did not see anyone who could coordinate the overall strategy.
And this grandson, who had been ignored all this time, actually said such words arrogantly.
You know, it's easy to brag. But if you dare to brag like this in front of Nie Rongting, but you have no real ability, then he is simply looking for death.
For a time, Nie Rongting looked at this grandson with admiration.
"Ha." But Nie Rongting naturally wouldn't show it, "Everyone can talk big words, but boy, if you want the Nie family, it's not as simple as bragging."
"A Zheng doesn't dare." Nie Zheng clasped his hands tightly, "Please grandpa give me a chance, I need a chance."
Nie Rongting didn't say anything at that time, he just called Xin Bo, "I'll clean up the room for Master Zheng."
This means that Nie Zheng is allowed to stay.
Nie Zheng was delighted, "Thank you, grandpa."
"Why."
Nie Rongting stopped him, "Don't thank me. After all, you are also my grandson. Now that you are here, I can't let you live on the street. But, Ah Zheng, how good you can be depends on your own ability."
Nie Rongting curled his lips, and his scheming eyes showed full of expectations for Nie Zheng. He expected that this grandson who spoke arrogantly would bring him surprises...
"Why."
At this moment, Nie Rongting looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, recalling the past, and couldn't help but sigh. Four years have passed, and he is getting older.
Thinking about the past, my eyes felt a little moist.
"Zheng finally won. For this day, he went to the Middle East, where no one wanted to go. That time, I thought he would die in the Middle East."
Mr. Nie closed his eyes.
"After all, he is my grandson. Of course I can't bear it. I advise him not to go..."
Feng Xiaoxiao answered, "But Ah Zheng must insist on going."
"yes."
Mr. Nie smiled, "If he is afraid, he is no longer Azheng. My good-for-nothing son has done one thing right in his life, which is to give birth to a good son. In this regard, I am not as good as my good-for-nothing son."
son."
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, "But Ah Zheng is your grandson, and you have not lost. Moreover, Ah Zheng is not like Nie Hongxin at all, but looks like you. Is this inheritance from another generation, or is it your credit."
Huh? Mr. Nie was startled, then laughed, "Haha, well said, well said."
He raised his hand and pointed to the next door.
"Go ahead, I think Azheng is waiting for you. He should have a lot to say to you."
"Yes." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "Grandpa, I'm going."
"Go ahead."
Mr. Nie waved his hand and smiled happily.
Having lived to this age, Mr. Nie certainly understands that Nie Zheng's purpose of bringing Feng Xiaoxiao back is not just to meet him, an old man.
Pushing open the door, Feng Xiaoxiao ran towards Nie Zheng.
"Azheng!"
Nie Zheng raised his head, smiled and reached out to catch her. "Why are you here?"
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head, arranging his hair, "Zheng, you are so majestic."
Huh? Nie Zheng frowned, "Did you see everything just now?"
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, smiling with her lips pursed, "Although I have always known that you are great, you were just too awesome just now!"
Nie Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This was grandpa's idea."
Fortunately, he didn't do anything bloody just now, otherwise, if Xiaoxiao saw her, she wouldn't be able to laugh now.
"A Zheng." Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped smiling and pursed her lips.
Seeing her suddenly depressed, Nie Zheng wondered, "What's wrong?" Could it be that she was still scared?
"I'm sorry, those two years..." Feng Xiaoxiao pouted and whispered, "It would be great if I followed you."
She didn't come with him during the two years when Nie Zheng needed her company the most, which was a regret she could never make up for.
"stupid."
Nie Zheng held her hand and placed it against his cheek.
"Thankfully you didn't come. It's really... too painful."
Especially after he knew that there were still fishes, Nie Zheng was really glad that Xiaoxiao did not follow, otherwise, he could not even guarantee the safety of mother and son.
You must know that there are still many people who want Nie Zheng's life in the Nie family. However, most of them have treacherous intentions but no courage now.
Nie Zheng hugged Feng Xiaoxiao and sat down, squeezing her fingers.
"Xiao Xiao."
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked up at him.
Nie Zheng took a deep breath and finally said: "Feixue helped me."
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, with an indescribable feeling in her heart. She thought that this was the reason why Nie Zheng brought her to Nie's house.
Feng Xiaoxiao sat up straight subconsciously, Nie Zheng looked into her eyes and spoke slowly.
"The situation at that time was very critical. For me, my life was hanging by a thread."
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't calm down anymore, she stood up.
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng took her hand and stood up with her.
"Why her?" Feng Xiaoxiao became excited, "So, if it weren't for Song Feixue, you wouldn't be able to come back alive, right?"
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng frowned.
"I never make assumptions. Whatever happens, it happens. Just because I have the ability to solve problems, I can't say to Song Feixue, thank you, but what you did is redundant. I can win without you...
Such words are too dishonest."
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, and her heart felt extremely sour.
She sniffed, so she should have followed him that year! However, Nie Zheng was right, any assumptions were meaningless.
Nie Zheng held her hand and said, "Xiaoxiao, that time, Feixue narrowly escaped death and almost didn't survive."
"Well……"
Feng Xiaoxiao raised his hand and covered his eyes.
Yes, she cried.
"Why?" Nie Zheng was stunned, "Huh? What?"
"That person is not me." Feng Xiaoxiao covered her eyes with her palms, tears quickly moistening her eyes, "I'm just sorry that that person is not me."
Why.
Nie Zheng sighed, although his Xiaoxiao had a bad temper, she was sensible.
"sorry."
Nie Zheng gently hugged Feng Xiaoxiao, and Feng Xiaoxiao struggled, raising her hand to beat his chest hard.
Nie Zheng did not resist and allowed her to vent her anger.
Feng Xiaoxiao raised her head, eyes red, "She likes you."
"But, I love you." Nie Zheng said and bit Feng Xiaoxiao's seven inches.