Chapter 1887: The people behind Nanfang (1)

Chapter 1887: The Person Behind Nanfang (1)
Wei Yan came in from outside the study, and she could not help but sneer at the corner of Nanfang she saw at first glance.
"Are you thinking of Nan Suyi?"
Nanfang frowned, glanced down at Wei Wei, and said blankly: "You don't need to take care of these things, you just need to do your own thing."
What happened?
Wei Yan sneered on the corner of his lips: "My husband, I miss other women all day long, how do you let me sit and watch? Nanfang, don't forget how you used to pursue me, let alone, Su Yi She even has a son! Wouldn't you want such a dirty woman? "
"Shut up!" Nan Fang slammed his case suddenly, his forehead twitched, "Get out!"
Wei Yan looked at Nanfang Tieqing's face, her eyes changed from the initial anger to calmness, and finally, there was no wave.
This time, she didn't say a word, turned around and went out.
It wasn't until Wei Wei's figure disappeared that Nanfang's mood calmed down, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes with fierce color.
Su Yi was a dream when he was young.
It's impossible to say how much she likes her.
It's just that this woman never gave him a good look, and he never got her, so he just wanted to fulfill this young dream.
"Come here."
Nanfang said expressionlessly.
After a while, a guard stood in front of Nanfang, respectfully: "Homeowner."
"What happened to Nanluo?"
There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and it was a little shuddering.
"Miss Qilu, the lady is in a bad condition."
"Well, I'll see her."
...
In a remote small courtyard, fallen leaves fluttered.
Looks a bit desolate.
There is a wooden house in this small courtyard, which looks simple and simple, without the luxury of other courtyards in the Nan family.
Nan Luo curled up on the bed in white, her hair cluttered over her shoulders, her eyes full of panic.
Squeak.
The door was pushed open, and Nan Luo raised her eyes. When she saw the middle-aged man standing at the door, she panicked and hurried back a few steps.
"Dad, I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong, please don't hit me, please ..."
Nan Fang bears his back with one hand, and the cold air of his body is like a sword, which makes Nan Luo feel scared.
She never knew that her biological father could be so terrible.
Not to know, she turned out to be nothing in this Nanjia.
When Nanfang regarded her as a daughter, she was the young lady of the Nan family, but once she made Nanfang dissatisfied, she was not even a servant.
"Nan Luo, do you now know where you are wrong?"
Nan Luo raised his eyes in horror: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't contact the people in Nan's family, I shouldn't hide in Tianyafu, but I don't see the man's family. Dad, I really know I'm wrong, please let me go."
Tears remained from her eyes, her face pale and colorless, and even her voice trembled.
boom!
Suddenly Nanfang stepped forward, struck her foot on Nanluo's chest, and flew her directly. She hit the wall and her tears flowed down again, her eyes filled with panic.
"What the are you doing wrong? Tell him!" He lifted Nan Luo's placket, Tieqing's face was cruel.
At this moment, Nanfang, like a demon, came from with a murderous body.
Nan Luo bit her lip dead, tears like rain: "I shouldn't have thoughts about Nan Xian."
(End of this chapter)