Chapter 152 Ending
"You, you did it on purpose!"
Nan Wenqi fell to the ground, pointing at Nan Zhiyan and roaring.
"Father, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
The moment Nan Zhiyan was pushed away by Nan Wenqi, his expression became panic-stricken. In addition to worry, there was also a bit of confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't know why his father suddenly became like this.
When the people around saw this scene, they frowned and started talking.
What's wrong with Nan Wenqi? Why did he suddenly go crazy for no reason? Everyone in the empire knows that today is the conferment ceremony for the ruling lord.
Has this old man become so crazy that he wants to take away his daughter's title in public?
"How dare you lie to me, you bastard! Without me, you wouldn't be in this position today. The Duke's throne should be mine!"
"You may not know this yet, but she is also a product of a genetic experiment. How can she be qualified to sit on the throne of the Duke? Only I, only I am qualified."
Looking at the people around him, Nan Wenqi stated this fact without hesitation. This was the backup plan he left for himself.
Originally he wanted to keep this secret hidden for the rest of his life, but who knew Nan Zhiyan would dare to lie to him. Don't blame him for being unjust if Nan Zhiyan is unkind.
As expected, this little beast has always been holding a grudge against her mother. He has been pretending so well over the years that he was fooled.
Nan Wenqi's words shocked everyone, but the accusations and condemnations he had imagined did not occur.
He suddenly looked up at Nan Zhiyan, only to see him standing there calmly, not at all panicked.
Now it was Nan Wenqi's turn to panic. How could Nan Zhiyan be so calm and composed, as if she had known about this for a long time? Shouldn't she be terrified?
"Lord Taran, are you crazy? The ruling lord went to the medical center for a genetic test yesterday, and the results showed no abnormalities. The test results were announced on the Star Network last night. Don't you know that?"
A person standing nearby stood up, looked at Nan Wenqi with a strange expression and a bit of disgust, and said loudly.
This Earl Taran is really crazy. He is so obsessed with the title that he even slanders his own daughter. If the ruling Lord had not announced his genetic test results yesterday.
Aren’t I going to be in trouble with this old guy today?
What?
Hearing this man's words, Nan Wenqi was stunned for a moment. His head was hit hard again, and a fishy smell rushed up his throat. He looked at Nan Zhiyan again with a horrified expression.
"I'm sorry, everyone. My father hasn't been in good health recently. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself."
Nan Zhiyan only then wiped the slightly red corners of his eyes with a "sad" expression, as if he couldn't accept that he was framed by his father, but he still forced himself to defend his father.
He leaned down again and pressed Nan Wenqi's shoulder.
"You, you knew it a long time ago?"
Nan Wenqi asked this question tremblingly, and the look he gave Nan Zhiyan was as if he was looking at a demon from hell.
"Yes, father, I knew it a long time ago, and, as you expected, I did it on purpose."
While helping the man up, Nan Zhiyan whispered the truth in the man's ear.
"Ahhh, get out of here, you are not a human, you are a monster, you are a monster!"
"I am the Duke, I am the Duke!"
As if he was greatly stimulated by Nan Zhiyan's words, the blood in his body rushed upwards, Nan Wenqi's breathing became rapid, and he pushed Nan Zhiyan away again.
It was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight. He struggled on the ground and yelled like a complete madman.
Lord Taran really went crazy at his daughter's investiture ceremony.
But those who witnessed the farce that day chose to keep their mouths shut.
No one dared to offend the new ruler of the empire at this time.
But Nan Zhiyan was more merciful than they had imagined. He let bygones be bygones and sent Nan Wenqi to a nursing home.
At this moment, Nan Zhiyan, who was said by everyone to have let bygones be bygones, stood at the door of the empty ward, quietly watching Nan Wenqi, who was missing a leg, going crazy on the ground.
Even the medical staff on both sides almost failed to hold the man down.
"How dare you do this to me, you rebellious girl, you bastard! I am your father!"
Nan Zhiyan walked over and slowly bent down, his light-colored pupils were terrifyingly cold.
"Yes, isn't it because you are my father that I treat you like this? I am the only one who has the right to treat you like this, right?"
Nan Zhiyan tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Realizing that his situation was hopeless, Nan Wenqi paused in his struggling movements upon hearing these words.
"I was wrong, Ah Yan, I am your father, you can't lock me up here, you can't do this to me."
The biting cold swept through Nan Wenqi's body again. He suddenly hugged Nan Zhiyan's legs and cried bitterly.
But Nan Zhiyan obviously didn't buy it. He waved his hand and had Nan Wenqi dragged over.
"Why not? Isn't that how you treated your mother back then?"
"Oh, by the way, you may not know this, but people outside are praising me for being filial. In order to prevent you from feeling lonely, I sent your favorite son here to show my filial piety. You must be very happy."
"So you're here, enjoy the rest of your time."
Nan Zhiyan tore off the trouser leg that had been touched by Nan Wenqi and threw it away, and the piece of cloth was caught by the housekeeping robot.
After hearing Nan Zhiyan's words, Nan Wenqi was stunned for a moment and didn't know what it meant.
Just as Nan Zhiyan walked out, a figure was pushed in.
Seeing Nan Wenqi, the gloomy young man revealed a strange and eerie smile.
"Father, now I am finally your only son."
Listening to the screams coming from behind him, Nan Zhiyan's eyebrows did not move at all.
"Watch out, don't let anyone beat him to death."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."
It was already afternoon when we returned to Ulaf, and it was Lin Zhiheng who came to pick up Nan Zhiyan.
His injuries were not actually serious. He knew very well that the last attack was caused by Lu Yanjing.
But because he felt guilty about what he had done, Lin Zhiheng did not tell Nan Zhiyan, but suppressed the matter.
"Ayan, you're back."
Lin Zhiheng stretched out his hand, but Nan Zhiyan did not take it and silently avoided it.
"Ah Heng, I told you that you don't have to do this."
Although his revenge was achieved, Nan Zhiyan did not feel as relieved as he had imagined. Instead, he was left with a desolate heart.
"But I..."
"Miss, please get in the car."
Sui Yu appeared not far away at some point, opened the car door, and interrupted what Lin Zhiheng wanted to say to Nan Zhiyan.
Passing Lin Zhiheng, Nan Zhiyan chose to get into Sui Yu's car.
"Ayan, we really can't go back?"
Just before the car door closed, Lin Zhiheng looked at Nan Zhiyan with sobs.
"I said, there's no going back, but thank you, Aheng."
Nan Zhiyan shook his head slightly. The face of the young man not far away seemed to overlap with the little boy when he was a child.
But Nan Zhiyan knew that they were no longer children. When she forced herself to overcome that insurmountable psychological barrier, the past would only be the past for her.
When they returned to the Nan family, Nan Xin had already prepared dinner. When she saw Nan Zhiyan, her eyes lit up instantly.
"Sister, you're back!"
"That's my sister."
Nan Zhixing sat at the dinner table and added with dissatisfaction.
Nan Zhiyan was promoted to the position of Prime Minister, and Nan Zhixing became the highest general in the military.
Nan Xin doesn't want to join parliament, she just wants to paint. From now on, she just wants to live for herself and let her pen follow her heart.
Nan Zhiyan respects Nan Xin's choice and meets all of Nan Xin's requirements to the greatest extent possible.
This was the only time that the family was calm and sat together to eat like an ordinary family.
After dinner, Nan Zhiyan took Nan Zhixing out. Knowing where they were going, Nan Xin just returned to her room silently.
The cemetery was as peaceful as ever. Nan Zhiyan placed the flowers gently in front of the grave and stroked the smiling cheek of the woman in the photo with his fingers.
"Mom, I'm sorry. You want us to be happy, but I can't seem to do it."
Nan Zhixing stood behind Nan Zhiyan, sobbing softly.
"Sister, you still have me."
When Nan Zhiyan stood up, Nan Zhixing added in a low voice.
Nan Zhiyan paused slightly. This was the first time Nan Zhixing said such words to her.
"Thank you, Ah Xing."
The setting sun shone on the two people's way home, casting long shadows. The fallen leaves picked up by the wind floated down again, leaving only loneliness on the ground.
Nan Zhiyan went to see Lu Yanjing the next day. The once noble young master was now just sitting on the bed, holding a necklace tightly in his hand.
It was not until the door was opened and he saw a familiar figure that Lu Yanjing felt like a puppet that had been injected with life.
"Ayan, you haven't come to see me for a long time, and you are late today."
Dragging anklets and handcuffs, Lu Yanjing walked up to Nan Zhiyan with an expression of aggrieved and dissatisfied.
But he tilted his head and thought about it, then looked at Nan Zhiyan's expression and put away his dissatisfaction.
"Well, I'll come earlier next time."
There were a lot of things to do in the parliament today, so Nan Zhiyan came here after dealing with them.
For fear that Lu Yanjing would lose control again, this room was modified, but still no one dared to approach Lu Yanjing.
Lu Yanjing sat down next to Nan Zhiyan and began to talk about their childhood.
Nan Zhiyan listened silently until the terminal on her wrist rang, reminding her that the time was up.
Lu Yanjing closed his mouth. He knew that Nan Zhiyan was leaving again. He didn't want Nan Zhiyan to leave, but he had no reason to let anyone stay.
He tried to hurt himself, but Nan Zhiyan saw through it and told him that if he did that again, she would not come again.
Lu Yanjing was scared. He could accept anything, but he couldn't accept that Nan Zhiyan didn't want him.
"Ayan, can you come earlier next time?"
"good."
Nan Zhiyan turned around and replied, then closed the door under Lu Yanjing's reluctant gaze.
It is not difficult for Lu Yanjing to leave here, but he does not want to leave, because only here can Nan Zhiyan come here voluntarily.
The empire was shrouded in bright lights at night. Nan Zhiyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking most of Urlav.
The lonely back figure seems to blend completely with the shadow, which makes people feel a little distressed.
This is the top floor of the Imperial Parliament building, the office of the ruling minister, and also the power center of the empire, where everyone flocks to.
St. Derek's School across the street was also brightly lit, where the backbone of the empire's next generation was nurtured.
"Miss, what do you want to do next?"
Sui Yu stood beside Nan Zhiyan, bowed, and swept his fascinated eyes across Nan Zhiyan's profile, and asked in a low voice.
Luo Xin and Di Wen, who were sitting on the sofa behind him, also looked at Nan Zhiyan.
Looking away, Nan Zhiyan's eyes changed from casual to sharp.
"Hold a press conference with the theme of The Code of the Garden of Eden..."
This road has not yet come to an end, and the real game has just begun.
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It ends like this because the main story ends here. The reason why there is little writing about revenge later is because the author does not focus on power struggles and revenge. Just like the business wars in the book, it is also mentioned briefly. This is essentially a romantic article.
I made the plot of power and revenge too long and no one would read it!!! The background data explains everything!!!
And I emphasize again, what I write is not a story with a heroine, nor a sweet pet story, nor a happy story. I dare not say that I write a story with a heroine, and I have never said that I write a happy story. In the early stage, except for the scumbag father, no one tortured the heroine. In the early stage, the heroine's position in front of the hero and other people was equivalent to that of Ryan in the later period, that is, a subordinate. That was not called torture. Any person in the workplace should know that what the heroine suffered was nothing compared to reality. After all, leaders are so outrageous and crazy.
The mental oppression suffered by the heroine mainly comes from the social structure of this world.
So it's not just the heroine, but everyone, who is oppressed by class. I just didn't write about other people in detail. Even though the heroine is considered the best in adaptability, I believe that the oppression she has suffered is not even half as much as that of all the office workers.
I can't spend a lot of space writing about how the heroine tortures her scumbag father, because this is not a revenge story. If everyone likes to read it, I will definitely write in detail, but the background data tells me that people don't really like to read about the heroine's revenge, so I didn't write very long.
When her mother died, the heroine took advantage of her scumbag father's guilty conscience and his desire to control the Yun family, forcing him to step into the trap she had set, because he himself said that he wanted to avenge her mother.
Why did he agree to let the heroine deal with the Yun family: 1. He felt guilty about his mother's death. 2. He wanted to use the Yun family. 3. He was worried that he could no longer control the heroine, and helping his mother to avenge was simply to give the heroine an "explanation".
Once the scumbag dad agreed to this, it was all over. Only if the scumbag dad was injured, the heroine would have the chance to drug him. If the scumbag dad was not injured, the heroine would have no chance.
This medicine is a psychiatric drug. Everyone should be able to see that if the scumbag dad takes this medicine, it will affect his thinking, which means it will lower his IQ.
He will become more irritable and angry, and act absent-mindedly and without thinking.
But in the later period, he was always on guard against the heroine, but the heroine looked too honest, and she had been obedient for so many years. Although he had doubts, he generally believed her. Mainly, he did not believe in the heroine, but believed in himself, believing that he had smoothed out the heroine's edges.
That’s all I want to say. There are many details in this article that are not handled properly because the author wrote it in his spare time during work. I will try to optimize it in the next article.
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