Nan Muran listened to the family's undisguised thoughts, and then looked at their usual confidence when they talked about controlling themselves, and began to laugh at herself, thinking that she was really being treated like a fool.
He sneered and left the villa, going back to his car.
As soon as she got in the car, Tank in the back seat came up to her and rolled his wet tongue directly onto her face.
This sudden enthusiasm confused Nan Muran: "No, no, no, Tank, you can't wash your face." But Tank didn't listen at all and continued to lick her face happily. Nan Muran had no choice but to say coldly: "Tank, sit down."
After hearing her serious command, the little guy reluctantly calmed down.
Nan Muran stroked its head and fell into deep thought.
It was not difficult to kill the five members of the family, but death was too quick for them. Life still needs some experiences to be wonderful, and experiencing the end of the world is not bad.
After figuring out that it was time to keep the person until the end of the world, exhaust all hope, and torture him enough before dealing with him, Nan Muran began to think about other issues.
If Uncle Nanping wanted to move his shares in order to stay in Nanqiao Group, then the matter of Shenghui's seven chain supermarkets would be much easier to handle.
The combined market value of the seven supermarkets will not exceed 300 million, and they definitely have a backup plan. It would be good enough if I could get half of it. I can use 150 million to buy an opportunity to stay in Nanqiao.
If the Nan family agrees, they will have to investigate thoroughly to find out how much benefits they have gained, both openly and secretly, from managing Nan Qiao over the years.
After opening the roof window, Nan Muran turned around and gently reminded Tank to stay in the car and wait for her. Only after she saw it come down did she get out of the car and walk towards the front yard of the villa.
Inside the Nan family villa, the doorbell rang.
Nan Muting, who had just come out of the bedroom, tidied her clothes, gave her parents a look, and after making sure that nothing was wrong, she opened the door with a smile.
"Ran Ran, you're back. The food is ready and has been waiting for you for a while."
Listen to this low-level green tea girl's secretive speech. She was just complaining that she came back late. Nan Muran simply ignored it.
Seeing Nan Muting holding her arm with a look of intimacy on her face, Nan Muran instantly got goose bumps all over her body. Speaking of which, these two people acted too fast, they probably didn't have time to take a shower, they were dirty enough. Thinking of this, she quietly pulled back the arm that Nan Muting was holding, and even took a step back to get further away from her.
Seeing Nan Muran's obvious dislike for her little action, Nan Muting almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face. She was so angry that she was about to die. Was there poison in her body? What kind of a ghost expression was that?
"Ranran is back, come on, it's time for dinner." Old Mrs. Nan was as kind and gentle as ever. She reached out and pulled Nan Muran to the table where she was going to start.
After she sat down, Qi Li looked at her gently and lovingly, and took out a beautifully wrapped gift box: "Ranran, this is a graduation gift."
Nan Muran felt that it was dirty and wanted to pick up the gift box with two fingers, but she could only accept it with disgust: "Thank you, but I still have a month to graduate."
"Brother Li came to see you at home right after he got off the plane after attending a medical exchange meeting abroad. Don't be ignorant." Nan Muting's words were sour.
Nan Muran didn't bother to pay attention to her. But she thought to herself, she was eager to come to the Nan family to have fun right after getting off the plane. She moved silently towards the old lady, because the surroundings were too dirty and there was nowhere to hide.
Nan Muran ate very seriously at the dinner table. It was difficult to eat such delicious food in the five years since the apocalypse.
Even though she was extremely hungry, her posture was still elegant and attractive, and she didn't eat much.
Qi Li picked up a piece of beautiful sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her bowl: "Ranran, your favorite."
The sweet and sour spareribs were no longer fragrant, so Nan Muran withdrew her hand that was about to take another piece.
On one side, Nan Muting looked at Qi Li's doting and indulgent smile. And Nan Muran's oval face as white as porcelain, 1.7 meters tall, and a perfectly proportioned figure. One had to admit that the two of them were a good match in appearance, which was really infuriating.
In Nan Muting's opinion, it was Nan Muran's appearance that caused Qi Li to sleep with her for two years and never said he wanted to marry her. And the Qi family said they were engaged to Nan Muran, but to put it bluntly, they were attracted to the Nanqiao Group.
Nan Muting suddenly thought viciously in her mind, what if Nan Muran fell into the mud and became dirty? Would Qi Li and the Qi family still want her?
"Boss, has your work been going well recently?" Old Mrs. Nan, who was sitting in the main seat, spoke casually.
Nan Muran picked up the abalone and just put it into her mouth and thought to herself, here it comes.
As expected, what followed was a poignant and heart-wrenching performance by Uncle Nan. He complained about how difficult it was for him to work at Nanqiao Group while observing Nan Muran's expression. However, he found that the other party looked indifferent and was very focused on eating.
Nan Ping, who had been singing a monologue for a long time and was dry-mouthed, felt very embarrassed because of Nan Muran's silence.
Old Madam Nan glanced at Nan Muran who was concentrating on eating, and showed a hint of dissatisfaction on her face. Her tone also became a little lighter: "Ranran, your uncle is talking."
Nan Muran then slowly put down her chopsticks and pretended to be confused: "Uncle is talking about work matters, I don't understand. My cousin is already working, he should be able to help."
"You have shares in Nanqiao Group, so of course only you can help Dad." Nan Muting said in a bad tone.
Hearing this, Nan Muran sneered in her heart. She was really impatient and was talking about shares so quickly: "Then when I start working in Nanqiao next month, uncle won't have such a hard time."
"You're going to Nanqiao?" The eldest aunt was the first to lose her temper. If Nan Muran went to Nanqiao, her mortal enemies on the board would definitely kick her husband out without hesitation.
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