The back mountain was sothing they’d bought not long after they first ca here. Nan Moyan liked a life with a bit of challenge and thrill, and raising wolves was one of those things. The back mountain was a perfect place to train his n.
Otherwise, his guys wouldn’t all be such good fighters; every single one of them was an elite.
But the back mountain was also a place everyone was scared to go to. After all, who doesn’t want an easy life?
The little brothers were all chattering away, every one of them looking at Murong Rui with sympathy written all over their faces.
Yet even though everyone thought Murong Rui was pitiful, the man standing there still didn’t show a flicker of emotion.
Brother Ping was stunned for a mont too. He hadn’t expected their boss to be this ruthless to a woman. He was so shocked he forgot to react, until he felt Nan Moyan’s gaze sweep over him faintly. Brother Ping suddenly shivered, ca back to himself, and imdiately responded, "Got it, Boss."
Sigh... he’d thought this woman Murong Rui could at least live a few more days, but now it looked like that wasn’t very likely.
Did she even know what kind of place the back mountain was?
Even he was scared of being thrown there by the boss.
He walked straight over to Murong Rui, bent down, and was about to haul her up.
"You... you can’t do this..." Seeing Brother Ping reaching for her, she hurriedly spoke up, "Doing this is against the law, you can’t treat like this. I’m still Lu Jingchen’s younger sister, and also Song Qiao’s sister-in-law..."
Nan Moyan had already turned and was about to go upstairs, but when he heard Murong Rui’s words, his steps halted. He looked back at Murong Rui, who was still sprawled on the floor, and the corner of his lips hooked into a cold smile. "You think you’re worthy?"
Murong Rui t Nan Moyan’s icy gaze, and a chill instantly spread from the soles of her feet all the way through her body.
"Throw her in the back mountain," Nan Moyan glanced at her coldly, then quickly looked away as if he’d seen sothing filthy. After shifting his gaze, he gave the order to Brother Ping.
Brother Ping agreed at once and hurriedly had the guys take Murong Rui away.
Jesus, if they let Murong Rui stay here and keep talking, the one who’d be unlucky wouldn’t just be Murong Rui; they’d probably all get dragged down with her.
"You can’t do this, let go..." Murong Rui suddenly started screaming in panic, completely losing her previous composure, like she’d gone mad in an instant, struggling with all her strength.
Seeing that this woman still didn’t know when to shut up, Brother Ping finally lost his patience. He picked up the towel that had been stuffed in her mouth earlier and shoved it back in again.
After a while, Murong Rui was finally taken away. The villa fell quiet again. Nan Moyan didn’t go on up to the second floor but stood there, his gaze fixed in the direction of the door. The little brothers around him didn’t dare even breathe loudly; they all just stood there, trying to make their presence as small as possible.
It wasn’t long before Brother Ping ca back. Seeing his boss still standing there, he hurried over. "Boss, were you waiting for ?"
Nan Moyan tilted his head and shot him a faint look, but instead of answering, he asked, "What do you think?"
Brother Ping, "..." Boss, it’s not like I know the Mind Reading Technique, how the hell would I know?
Of course he didn’t say that out loud. He wouldn’t dare. He thought for a mont, suddenly rembered sothing, and quickly said, "Boss, Miss Qiao specifically told to remind you to go over to CK Group this afternoon. She said you’re going together to visit Old Master Song..."
Ever since the boss and Song Qiao acknowledged each other, Brother Ping felt that no matter how he addressed Song Qiao, it sounded off. In the end, it was Xiao Ye who said to just call her Miss Qiao.
Or he could call her Eldest Miss, that worked too.
Yesterday, when Brother Ping saw Song Qiao coming downstairs from the second floor, he directly told her both titles, "Miss Qiao" and "Eldest Miss," and let her choose one. Song Qiao didn’t really like either, but if she had to pick, Miss Qiao wasn’t bad.
So now Brother Ping could only call Song Qiao Miss Qiao.
It actually sounded pretty warm and close.
"I rember. I don’t need you to remind ." Nan Moyan shot him a cold look, then turned and headed for the second floor, tossing out an order as he went. "Go prepare so things an old man might need. Have the car ready at four, we’re going over."
Brother Ping imdiately answered, "Yes, sir, I’ll get right on it."
Seeing the boss finally reunite with his family, Brother Ping was genuinely happy for him. Ever since he started following the boss, he’d always felt the boss was all alone.
That loneliness he carried around him made Brother Ping feel heartache just looking at him.
Now, at last, the clouds had parted and the moon was out.
...
Song Qiao spent the whole day with Lu Jingchen. Everyone at CK Group already knew that the relationship between their president and the president’s wife was so good it made people jealous and envious. They were also used to seeing Song Qiao in Lu Jingchen’s office by now.
So these days, whenever people brought docunts for Lu Jingchen to sign and saw Song Qiao sitting beside him, they would habitually greet her first, because everyone knew... as long as the president’s wife was happy, the president would be happy too.
A little after five, almost five-thirty, the secretary ca in and told Lu Jingchen there was a Mr. Nan downstairs in the lobby asking to see him.
Nan...
Before Lu Jingchen could answer, Song Qiao was already speaking excitedly. "It must be my brother, I’ll go take a look..."
As she spoke, she stood up, ready to head out.
Lu Jingchen reacted fast, grabbing her arm in one quick move. His tone was full of jealousy. "Qiaoqiao, who’s more important, your brother or ?"
Song Qiao was forced to stop, turned back to look at Lu Jingchen, blinked, and asked in confusion, "Lu Jingchen, are you jealous?"
The secretary to the side almost burst out laughing when she heard the president’s wife’s answer. Afraid the Boss would see, she hurriedly lowered her head.
The president’s wife was just too adorable. The Boss was obviously jealous. But this was also the first ti she’d ever seen the Boss jealous.
She was a bit confused too, though.
Didn’t the president’s wife only have a younger sister? Since when did she get a brother?
Lu Jingchen glanced at the secretary still standing there and said coldly, "Go bring him up from the first floor."
The secretary responded at once and backed out of the office.
As soon as the secretary left, the next second Lu Jingchen yanked Song Qiao’s arm and pulled her straight into his arms. His eyes held a hint of displeasure as he said, "I suddenly regret telling you Nan Moyan is your brother."
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