Chapter 152 Nan Zhi, I Suddenly Understand You
Luo Meijuan wasn't stupid; she knew she wouldn't get anything out of Xie Nanzhi, so she simply stopped bothering her.
But Xie Yuanyang was different. He was honest and simple-minded from a young age, easily swayed by others, and believed whatever they were told. When they first smeared Xie Nanzhi, he believed them without a doubt, and later stood with them against Xie Nanzhi.
If she wants to live a good life, the best way is to start with Xie Yuanyang.
Besides, he is the son-in-law of the Yang family, and the Yang family cannot really ignore him and let their daughter live a hard life with him.
As long as she can control Xie Yuanyang, Luo Meijuan will never have to worry about not having a good life.
Luo Meijuan glared at Xie Nanzhi and said, "It's none of your business how I talk to my son. Get lost."
Xie Nanzhi crossed her arms, her cold eyes dismissive. "Tell me to get out? This is my gallery. You're the one who should be leaving."
That bitch is ruthless to the core; she doesn't care about family ties at all.
Luo Meijuan simply ignored her and continued to say to Xie Yuanyang, "Yuanyang, I am your mother. I raised you with my own hands. You can't abandon me for the rest of your life."
“We must manage it, how can we not manage it? I won’t agree to it if he doesn’t manage it.”
Um?
What's wrong with Xie Nanzhi?
Why are you suddenly speaking up for her?
Xie Nanzhi walked towards Luo Meijuan, "Xie Yuanyang is definitely obligated to support you, but not four million a year. It depends on the regulations of each place. As far as I know, two years ago, Gangcheng heard a case about alimony, and it seems that the children were ordered to pay 200 yuan a month in alimony. Of course, even if you are healthy and capable of working, you can only sue Xie Yuanyang for alimony if you are 60 years old. If I remember correctly, you just turned fifty, so even if you go to the point of suing, it won't make a difference."
Luo Meijuan glared and shouted, "If he doesn't give it to me, I'll come and make a scene every day. Let's see how you keep your gallery running."
Xie Nanzhi was even less afraid. She picked up her phone and said, "You can come and make trouble, but can I also choose to call the police? It seems you didn't get enough of your detention last time and want to renew your lease?"
Luo Meijuan recalled that time in detention, a period she would never forget, and she never wanted to experience it again.
She glared fiercely at Xie Nanzhi, "You bitch, you just wait."
Leaving behind a harsh remark, Luo Meijuan snorted coldly and left.
The gallery reopened, and Xie Nanzhi had to get back to her own work.
Just then, Xie Yuanyang called out to her, "Nanzhi, I suddenly understand you."
Xie Nanzhi stood on the stairs, turning to look at Xie Yuanyang. "Really?"
Xie Yuanyang sincerely repented, saying, "You'll never know the pain until you're slapped in the face. You must have been in just as much pain as we have when we hurt you all these years."
Yes, she will only be in more pain than this.
His suffering was caused by Luo Meijuan alone, while her suffering was a result of four people adding to it.
She once stood in the fog, without direction, without any warmth. When a ray of light finally appeared, she realized it was a guiding light to hell.
Do you still think I'm cold-blooded? Do you still think I'm vicious?
Xie Yuanyang could no longer utter those barbed words. With a somber face, he said, "Nanzhi, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
Xie Nanzhi smiled faintly and remained silent before turning and going upstairs.
Xie Yuanyang felt guilty; he owed Xie Nanzhi too much.
Once upon a time, the little girl who hid behind him has become a capable and independent woman.
Xie Nanzhi is now incredibly powerful and no longer needs his protection, but when she needed him, he chose to stand against her.
One wrong step leads to another, until now I deeply regret it.
Xie Yuanyang secretly vowed that he would spend the rest of his life making up for what he owed Xie Nanzhi and would never allow anyone to hurt her again.
Luo Meijuan walked out of the gallery, staring at it with resentment.
Why was Xie Nanzhi so lucky to become a famous painter and have her own career?
It's so unfair! She's a bastard born of a lowly woman, why does she deserve all of this?
She should have been trampled underfoot and left to rot in the mud for the rest of her life.
Luo Meijuan was filled with hatred, so much so that tears welled up in her eyes.
She walked step by step to the roadside, and thinking of her own pathetic and laughable state, her eyes reddened.
Suddenly, a car stopped in front of Luo Meijuan.
Then, a gray-haired man walked up to Luo Meijuan with a concerned expression. "Mrs. Xie, it really is you. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else."
Luo Meijuan looked up and recognized the man. She had worked with Xie Wanli before and had met him once at a party.
Not only that, at that party, Luo Meijuan sensed that he seemed to have a thing for her, but she didn't make it clear because of Xie Wanli.
A tear rolled down Luo Meijuan's beautiful eyes. Feigning weakness, she sobbed softly, "I'm sorry you had to see this."
The man was ten years older than Luo Meijuan and was a real estate tycoon in Hong Kong. Seeing Luo Meijuan crying, he felt sorry for her and said, "Why are you crying? It's really heartbreaking."
The man wiped away her tears, and seeing that Luo Meijuan didn't dodge, he said, "Where are you going, Madam Xie? Why don't I take you there?"
Luo Meijuan used a feigned retreat as a tactic, saying, "That would be too much trouble, let's just forget about it."
"Mrs. Xie, please don't stand on ceremony with me. We're old friends."
Luo Meijuan blinked, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you so much."
...
Since Luo Meijuan caused trouble last time, she hasn't come back, and she hasn't even gone to see Xie Yuanyang alone.
And just like that, the day of the guild arrived.
All the prominent shipping tycoons of the port city have come. At first glance, they are all men, and the few women are all Mrs. So-and-so.
As for Xie Nanzhi, she became the focus of everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.
She was a newcomer to the shipping industry, but she controlled the most important Dejia Terminal. She was only close to Mr. Dong in the industry and was not familiar with anyone else.
Inevitably, there were many people who came to flatter and fawn over her. Xie Nanzhi socialized with them and talked a lot about her insights into the industry.
It must be admitted that Xie Nanzhi is a genius. She can do her best at anything she wants to do, even though she was a complete novice before.
Mr. Dong joked, "You old folks are convinced now, aren't you? President Nan's success wasn't due to luck; he relied on his abilities."
Someone chimed in, “That’s right, the future of this port city still belongs to you young people.”
Xie Nanzhi said politely, "You are all seniors, and I am just a newcomer. I will need your guidance in the future."
Young, beautiful, capable, insightful, humble, and polite—anyone would like such a newcomer.
Xie Nanzhi chatted happily with them. The seniors didn't put on airs or make things difficult for her. This guild was much more harmonious than she had imagined.
As they spoke, a man in a white suit stood not far away, holding a glass of champagne, sizing up Xie Nanzhi with admiration and a deadly possessiveness in his eyes.
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