Chapter 100 Only You Can Do It

Hearing Nan Xin's refusal, Nan Wenqi was not angry. Instead, he smiled with some relief.

"It's good this way. Staying at home will allow me to create better works."

After giving the instructions, Nan Wenqi went upstairs.

Sui Yu glanced at Nan Xin, who was hanging her head and looking strangely obedient, with an ambiguous look, and then glanced at Nan Zhiyan.

"Ladies, I will go and prepare dinner first."

In the huge hall, only Nan Zhiyan and Nan Xin were left.

"Thank you, sister."

Without the courage to hug Nan Zhiyan as last time, Nan Xin returned to her former timid self.

The sound of someone bowing his head to say thank you is almost inaudible if you don't listen carefully.

But Nan Xin's gratitude was genuine, and Nan Wenqi was indeed shocked when he saw her paintings.

He then changed his idea of sending her to an arranged marriage, and today Nan Wenqi took her to meet Sander.

The teacher who was always full of vigor and vitality turned pale the moment he saw her.

Then came Nan Wenqi's usual tactics, using intimidation and inducement to make the other party do his bidding.

"Please help me watch him."

Seeing that Nan Xin's problem was resolved smoothly, Nan Zhiyan did not accept Nan Xin's thanks, but put forward his own conditions.

Nan Xin was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding who "they" Nan Zhiyan was talking about.

It wasn't until Nan Zhiyan pointed upstairs that Nan Xin reacted.

Nan Zhiyan wanted her to monitor Nan Wenqi.

Ding Dong

The terminal on her wrist rang. Nan Xin raised her hand and a list appeared on the panel.

Behind each name, there is a detailed introduction and photos, and even the relatives are clearly listed.

"Please write down whoever he met, especially those on this list."

Nan Zhiyan stood up, walked to Nan Xin's side, leaned down slightly, and his long black hair fell down again, brushing against Nan Xin's ears.

It was a little itchy, but Nan Xin didn't avoid it. Nan Zhiyan smelled very good.

"Only you can do this."

The low and slow voice seemed to have some kind of magic, and the slightly appreciative and affirmative tone made Nan Xin's eyes light up instantly.

My sister is here, are you sure it’s her?

"Don't worry, sis!"

Nan Xin had never been placed with such high hopes before, and she suddenly felt a surge of courage in her heart.

Nan Zhiyan patted Nan Xin's shoulder, said nothing more, and walked towards the stairs.

This was something that only Nan Xin could do. She was not at home most of the time, so she was the only one who didn't know about Nan Wenqi's actions at home.

Nan Wenqi doesn't like to use living people, so in this house, besides Sui Yu, there are only robots.

Even if she wanted Di Wen to come in, it wouldn't work.

And Nan Xin, from now on, will become her eyes.

A child who used to be insignificant, extremely weak, introverted and obedient in Nan Wenqi's eyes.

Even though she was suddenly given attention, she was still cautious, and Nan Wenqi would not be on guard against her.

However, Nan Xin herself is more cautious than cowardly, and it has become Nan Xin's normal state to disguise herself as a weak person to protect herself.

Being attentive and sensitive is Nan Xin's greatest strength.

Before he went upstairs, the door rang again. Nan Zhixing pushed the door open and happened to see Nan Zhiyan who was about to go upstairs.

His expression lit up with joy, and just as he was about to say something, he spotted Nan Xin sitting on the sofa in the hall.

Nan Zhixing shut his mouth instantly, but he quickened his pace and walked in front of Nan Zhiyan.

Nan Zhiyan took a look at the people and knew that Nan Zhixing had something to say, so he took the people upstairs.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Nan Zhixing sat down impatiently and looked at Nan Zhiyan with an excited face.

"Sister, do you know where that old man Wende is going?"

"have no idea."

Nan Zhiyan shook her head. She really didn’t know, but Qian knew.

Wende is indeed difficult to deal with, but he also has a stupid son.

It can be said that Wen Tianming has made an indelible contribution to the Wen family’s current success.

And if she remembered correctly, Wende's brothers-in-law and nephews had all registered companies on other planets.

It's really strange. Are they registering companies on these barren planets just to make money?

The fake foreign capital with zero tax rate must have allowed the underground banks of these short-selling companies to save a lot of money.

"Then why send people to those places?"

Nan Zhixing's expression became confused, he thought that Wende was hiding in these places.

Nan Zhiyan did not answer this question.

Nan Zhixing understood that it was probably a problem that he couldn't understand even after listening to it.

It’s not like Nan Zhiyan had not explained it to him before, but he really didn’t understand the twists and turns, so it was better not to listen.

"By the way, sister, what about Nanrong? Father said that you should handle it."

Nan Zhiyan kept Nan Rong's affairs secret because Nan Wenqi was afraid that the Holein family would find out about the Nan family.

Nan Zhiyan was also a little worried that the Hollein family might find out something that Nan Wenqi shouldn't know.

"Go and see him."

Nan Zhiyan stood up and walked to the room in the middle of the corridor on the third floor that had been closed for a long time.

Nan Zhixing behind him hesitated for a moment, but still followed Nan Zhiyan's footsteps.

I opened the door and saw a figure huddled in the corner under the dim light.

This is a completely enclosed room. Even the small light above the head will only light up automatically when the door is opened.

The ventilation system in the room was humming, and the figure in the corner visibly flinched when the door opened.

Nan Zhiyan stepped into the room, paused slightly, and finally walked in as if nothing had happened.

Nan Zhixing, who was following closely behind, turned pale instantly when he saw the familiar furnishings in the room and various torture instruments on both walls.

The horrible memories uncontrollably flooded into Nan Zhixing's mind, and he subconsciously took a few steps closer to Nan Zhiyan.

Only by staying behind Nan Zhiyan can she give him a sense of security, just like when he was a child, in the suffocating and cold darkness, only his sister's arms could always provide him with warmth.

Even the dimmest light was still a bit dazzling to Nan Rong, who had been in the dark all the time.

However, after being locked up for just a few days, Nan Rong became dazed, his eyes were dull, and his slovenly appearance was completely different from before.

But one thing has not changed, and that is the hatred towards Nan Zhiyan and Nan Zhixing.

"Are you here to laugh at my joke?"

At this point, Nan Rong didn't think he had done anything wrong. The only thing he did wrong was that he was too careless and was discovered.

But what made him most desperate was the news that Nan Zhiyan was not dead.

So what exactly did he do? He finally made Nan Wenqi dislike Nan Zhixing, and he finally found an opportunity to kill Nan Zhiyan.

Without them, he would be his father's only heir, but Nan Zhiyan was not dead.

"Haven't you always wanted to live on the third floor and become the heir?"

Nan Zhiyan glanced at the torture instruments on both sides, and what flashed through her mind was the scene where Nan Wenqi attacked Nan Zhixing and forcibly twisted her face to make her watch.

Every torture instrument here was stained with Nan Zhixing’s blood. Of course, some of them should have belonged to her.