Sheng Yanchuan nodded with a smile, not commenting on his little idea.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Director Zhang asked someone to bring Su Mu over. When Su Mu was brought over, the public security personnel were ready to withdraw.

Director Zhang personally thought that since Su Mu had something private to discuss, it might not be convenient for them to be present. As for the safety of Sheng Yanchuan and others... those bodyguards were already guarding the door, could it be that they couldn't hold Su Mu back alone?

"Director Zhang, please stay with someone. It will be easier to discuss compensation with the police present." When Director Zhang stood up to leave, Sheng Yanchuan stopped him.

"Well... then Xiao Li, you stay here and just be a witness."

"Okay, Director Zhang," Li Gongan responded. He knew what Director Zhang meant by witnessing. The subtext was to watch from the sidelines and stop talking nonsense...

"Don't worry, Mr. Sheng, what we discussed today will only end in this conference room." Before leaving, Director Zhang glanced at Li Gongan suggestively, and then assured Sheng Yanchuan.

"Thank you." Sheng Yanchuan sat on the chair and thanked him. After Director Zhang took people out and closed the door of the conference room, Sheng Yanchuan looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu had been looking at Nan Qiao since he entered the room. When he saw her pregnant belly, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and all of this was reflected in Sheng Yanchuan's eyes.

The huge conference room was silent.

Nanqiao was probably the most relaxed person in the room. Sheng Yanchuan knew that she was not the one who had feelings for Sumu, so she was very frank.

"We want to talk, what are we talking about?" Just when Li Gongan was almost suffocated by the atmosphere in the room, Sheng Yanchuan finally spoke. That voice and aura were so powerful that even Li Gongan, who often tried criminals, would admit that he was inferior to him. If he had this ability, his aura alone would be enough to break through the other party's psychological defenses when interrogating the criminals.

Speaking of which, Mr. Sheng seems to be about the same age as me. It's true that comparison is the culprit...

Li Gongan thought he was just a bystander, so he didn't take it seriously. He went here and there thinking about all sorts of things.

"Qiaoqiao, have you been doing well these years?" Su Mu ignored Sheng Yanchuan and looked at Nanqiao with burning eyes. It took him a long time to muster up the courage to ask this question.

As soon as Su Mu said this

Sheng Yanchuan's hand, which was originally resting lightly on the armrest, clenched tightly in an instant, veins popping out on the back of his hand, and his eyes were filled with fierceness, as if he was about to tear Su Mu apart in the next second.

Li Gongan felt the temperature in the room drop instantly after hearing this, his scalp tingling, he silently lowered his head and pretended not to hear, but his eyes secretly looked between several people, this kind of gossip of the famous families was discussed in private, and it was a Shura scene to see it in person, not to mention that he was the only outsider present...Will he really not be silenced...What kind of work did this bureau arrange for him...

Li Gongan was about to cry... This room was almost like hell, it was too scary...

The air in the room seemed to be stagnant, as if it would suffocate in the next second.

Nanqiao sneered. It was a clear and pleasant sound, but at this moment it was full of sarcasm. However, he gently patted the back of Sheng Yanchuan's hand to comfort him.

"From what position do you ask me this?" Nanqiao said sarcastically. His voice was not as soft as before. His cold voice was as powerful as Sheng Yanchuan's. It was at this moment that Li Gongan realized that the woman who could stand firmly beside the boss could not be a vase with only good looks.

"I...we have known each other since childhood..."

"We've known each other since childhood, so why did I let you do those dirty things to harm me?" Nanqiao asked with a sneer. She never mentioned the events of those years later, but that didn't mean she let it go. The original owner's death was all caused directly or indirectly by these two people. She was not the original owner and had no right to forgive others. In addition, they later plotted against her, so Nanqiao directly blamed them for everything that had happened.

I thought it would be fine if I never saw him again in this lifetime, but now that he has appeared again, I can't let him go...

"No, Qiaoqiao..."

"Liu Feng!" Nanqiao interrupted him coldly. Liu Feng glanced in the direction of Nanqiao and understood instantly. He waved his hand and a bodyguard came in from outside and went straight to Su Mu. He slapped him directly on the mouth with full force and did not hold back at all. Su Mu fell to the ground. When he raised his head again, his mouth was full of blood and his face was full of disbelief.

The incident happened suddenly, and Li Gongan, who was sitting on the side, didn't have time to react. When he came to his senses and wanted to stop it, he accidentally saw Nanqiao's gaze sweeping over. There was no sadness or joy in those beautiful eyes, but he felt a faint threat. He undoubtedly sat back in his chair and looked at Su Mu who fell to the ground and was pulled up by the bodyguard and was still sitting on the chair. He looked embarrassed.

"Be careful with your address. You and your wife, I am not just an old acquaintance. After doing something like that, you should stay away. Why are you walking into trouble? What will I do if I see you again..." Nanqiao laughed as she spoke. It had been a long time since she fell into the feeling of being homeless and struggling. Now, listening to Su Mu's familiar voice, the memories of the original owner seemed to come flooding back, making her upset.

"Qiao... Nanqiao, I was wrong about what happened back then, but I just wanted to keep you. I was wrong in Shanghai before and I didn't protect you well. What do you want me to do to forgive me? Just tell me, I'll do it." Su Mu explained without a clue. He couldn't forget Nanqiao, especially the torture Dong Jiayan had put on him over the years, which made him realize Nanqiao's goodness.

"Sumu, you can't pay it back." Under the table, Nanqiao clenched his fists tightly, his nails leaving deep marks on his palms. Pay it back? What should he pay back? How should he pay back the original owner's life?

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