Chapter 115 Not Important
"So what exactly am I supposed to do?"
Luo Xin's words made Gu Wenqi's eyes more confused, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Do you know what Senior Nan wants?"
Thinking that Gu Wenqi was asking him, Luo Xin asked back, asking Gu Wenqi and also expressing his own doubts.
"I……"
He was about to say something, but after uttering a word, Gu Wenqi paused again because his mind went blank.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he had never known what Nan Zhiyan wanted.
As far as he could remember, Nan Zhiyan had never had any strong likes or dislikes for anything, nor had he ever revealed what he wanted or didn't want.
Except for harmless sports like archery.
But "Do not show your joy or anger on your face, do not express your likes or dislikes on your face, do not show your sorrow or joy on your face, and do not let life or death be determined by heaven." These were the principles that they, as heirs, had to abide by since childhood.
Nan Zhiyan is the best person who takes this saying to the extreme. At least from childhood to adulthood, he could not figure out what Nan Zhiyan was thinking.
If the E-level student hadn't gotten into trouble this time, he would probably never have known that Nan Zhiyan cared about someone so much.
Seeing that Gu Wenqi was silent, Luo Xin didn't say anything more. He just shook his head and turned away.
When passing by a trash can on the side of the road, the handkerchief was just thrown into it lightly.
She was wrong. She actually thought that Gu Wenqi was a good person.
It was Gu Wenqi who further confirmed her stereotype of the nobility.
No, only Senior Sister Nan is different. Stroking the hem of her clothes, a smile appeared at the corner of Luo Xin's lips.
On the other side, after organizing the information and filing it one by one, Nan Zhiyan walked out of the information room and realized why Gu Wenqi knew so quickly that she was dealing with Ji Lan.
The terminal rang quickly, and as soon as Nan Zhiyan opened it, the Star Network page popped up.
The above report is about how Ji Lan abused his power in the public school, causing a civilian E-level student to fall from a building.
The House of Commons also demanded the replacement of Marquis Xi Suo's successor on the grounds that Ji Lan was immoral and disregarded human life.
It seems that the people in the House of Commons have long-standing grievances against the nobles, and they acted faster than Nan Zhiyan had imagined.
In the past, such news would be suppressed in a short time. After all, the nobles have always been united.
But this time, Nan Zhiyan looked at the message interface that the other party had successfully seized control of the star network authority, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Meanwhile, at Hisoka’s house.
"Why haven't you pressed it down yet?"
Ji Chengmian looked at the controversial posts on Starnet, frowned slightly, and looked at Ji Lan who was standing beside him with a dejected look, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Mr. Marquis, it's not that we don't want to suppress it, but three hours ago, the star network was attacked and the control fell into the hands of the enemy. The technicians are still decoding and trying to regain control."
The person standing nearby was sweating profusely and answered Ji Chengmian's question tremblingly.
Hearing this, Ji Chengmian snorted coldly. When did those old guys in the House of Commons become so powerful that they could even seize control of the Star Network?
"Ji Lan, after something like this happened, do you still want me to clean up your mess?"
Ji Chengmian rubbed his eyebrows and directed his sharp gaze at Ji Lan, who had remained silent from beginning to end.
But Ji Lan turned a deaf ear and remained silent.
He knew who did it. Only Nan Zhiyan would do this. He even knew the reason and purpose behind Nan Zhiyan's doing so.
"I'll take care of it, Mother."
Ji Lan stood up, whispered something, and walked out. It was time for him to meet Nan Zhiyan.
Looking at Ji Lan's back, Ji Chengmian put down the cigarette butt in her hand. Ji Lan made her more and more disappointed.
Perhaps she should reconsider who is the most suitable successor.
Ji Lan stopped Nan Zhiyan in the hall of Kvitalis Palace. The flamboyant and unruly young man seemed to have become a thing of the past.
Ji Lan now only looks dejected.
"sorry."
This was the first sentence Ji Lan said when he stopped Nan Zhiyan, as if he had known that person would appear. Nan Zhiyan stopped but did not respond.
The one Ji Lan should say sorry to is never her.
"Lin Zhiheng, the Xisuo family will protect you, but can you forgive me?"
Clenching his palms, Ji Lan's eyes swept over Nan Zhiyan's eyebrows, his voice choked and trembling, but what he thought of in his mind were the words that Leah had said.
He never thought that beneath such a calm and composed appearance, Nan Zhiyan was already in pieces.
No wonder Nan Zhiyan never smiles. No wonder only when facing that person can Nan Zhiyan reveal a rare smile.
He didn't know what had happened to Nan Zhiyan, but from that day on, he only knew that the only thing he wanted to do was to piece the fragments together.
He can make up for it, no matter what Nan Zhiyan wants to do.
I wish that smile could appear on Nan Zhiyan’s face again.
"It's not me you should be asking for forgiveness from."
Nan Zhiyan shook her head, then looked at Ji Lan in silence. As long as Ji Lan said to save Lin Zhiheng, her goal would be achieved.
But even if Ji Lan didn't come to find her today, as long as the Xisuo family hadn't given up on Ji Lan, then Lin Zhiheng would have to be protected by the Xisuo family whether he wanted to or not.
Of course, Nan Zhiyan didn’t think that Ji Lan’s position as heir was as stable as Mount Tai.
"Okay, I understand."
Understanding Nan Zhiyan's meaning, Ji Lan looked at Nan Zhiyan's expression carefully.
"Will you be happy if I do this?"
Unexpectedly, Ji Lan would suddenly ask such a question. Nan Zhiyan raised his eyes and met Ji Lan's eyes.
Then he was stunned, because Ji Lan's eyes were very strange, as if he was looking at some fragile porcelain doll.
Nan Zhiyan frowned, speechless for a rare moment. Does it matter whether she is happy or not?
It has been a long time since Nan Zhiyan heard this unfamiliar word.
It seemed that before she was five years old, she was happy when she thought she had a happy family.
Later, the beautiful illusion was shattered. It was not until she was kidnapped and met Lin Zhiheng that she came into contact with this word again.
But fate would probably never be kind to her. If the price of short-lived happiness was losing her loving mother, she would rather never have had such happiness.
"It doesn't matter."
As his thoughts returned, Nan Zhiyan's eyelashes drooped slightly. He said this, walked around the crowd and headed towards the elevator.
Only Ji Lan was left standing there. He turned around and looked at Nan Zhiyan's back, his heart tightening.
How can it not be important?
Is this the Nan Zhiyan who Leah mentioned was standing on the edge of the cliff?
With his hanging fingers clenched tightly, Ji Lan could only turn around and leave. He knew what to do.
So the next day, an explosive piece of news swept the entire empire, including St. Derek's School.
"Damn, did you see that video?"
"I saw it. No, I saw it right, didn't I? That's Master Xi Suo?"
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