Han Yingna used up all her strength and finally returned to her room with the help of the servant. She took out her cell phone and tremblingly called Nan Suzhi, but the call didn't go through. She had no choice but to bite the bullet, change into linen clothes, and go down to guard.
Her identity was awkward, or rather, she had no identity at all, so she could only hide in the corner the whole time. She followed whatever Nanxi did, and if Nanxi didn't move, she would just kneel quietly.
There are many unique houses in the small town of Bhinmana.
Nan Suzhi's face was so dark that ink could drip out of it. He sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette without saying a word.
Damai glanced at him quietly, "Sir, we didn't expect the eldest lady to receive the news before dawn and personally lead people to take away the master's body. The hospital had already made arrangements, but her sudden visit disrupted all plans."
Nan Suzhi glanced at him coldly, "Damai, you know what I care about most. This move should have been made without regret, but now, I feel a little regretful."
Damai's back was stiff, and he lowered his head. "It's my fault, sir."
"Tell me, how should I comfort Luanluan? She faced her father's death so directly, catching me off guard and leaving me no room for maneuver. When she needed me the most, I couldn't be by her side. How can I make up for this loss?"
He said it calmly, but cold sweat broke out on Damai's forehead.
The gentleman seems to care about the eldest lady to a pathological degree. As long as it is related to the eldest lady, no matter how big or small, it is a big deal.
"Sir, it's all my fault. Please forgive me this time for my loyalty over the years." Damai clasped his hands together and began to beg.
The man stared at him with dark eyes for more than ten seconds, and finally waved his hand.
"Go and clean up the remaining matters. Don't let Luanluan find any clues. As for Han Yingna, wait for a while and find a reasonable accident to deal with it."
"Yes." Damai retreated as if he had been pardoned.
Nan Suzhi took a deep breath, took out his cell phone and called Nan Xi.
Just when he thought the call was about to be automatically disconnected, the other end picked up the call.
"Brother." She only said one word, but Nan Suzhi could hear her pretending to be strong in this one word.
"Baby, don't worry, I'll be here early tomorrow morning." He suppressed the depression in his heart and tried his best to make his tone sound the same as usual.
"Brother, Dad is gone..." Nanxi said with sobs.
"I know, baby, it's okay, I'm here, I'm always here." His Adam's apple rolled violently, and the veins on his arm holding the phone bulged.
"Brother, we don't have a father anymore..." Nanxi muttered to herself as if she didn't hear what he said.
"Luanluan, don't be like this. You still have your brother. He will be back soon, okay?"
There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then a man's voice came faintly from the other end, "Okay, stop crying, your eyes are hurting from crying."
Nan Suzhi pursed his thin lips into a straight line and his breathing became heavier.
"Brother, please come back soon." After Nanxi finished speaking, she didn't know what to say, "I'm still busy, I'll hang up first."
After hanging up the phone, the man sat there for a long time, feeling as if there was a void in his heart.
He was clearly very close to her, but he couldn't appear by her side at the first moment so that she could rely on him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull thud of three fists hitting the table exploded like spring thunder in the silent room.
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At night, everyone left, only Nanxi was still sitting in the hall, guarding the coffin.
Baru was heartbroken, but he couldn't say anything except staying with her.
"Baby, let me watch you. Can you lie on me and sleep for a while?" He took the paper money from Nanxi's hand, and his deep gaze wandered over her pale little face, feeling extremely distressed.
"I'm fine. Dad hates it most when I break my rules." Nanxi shook her head. "If I lie on you here, he'll definitely scold me again."
"Xixi," Baru sighed, "If you listen to me, he won't tolerate you breaking the rules anymore, and he certainly won't tolerate you hurting yourself even more, huh? You're already feeling uncomfortable, so just listen. It'll be the same if I watch over you."
If it were in the past, he definitely would not have been so patient and would have carried the person upstairs long ago. But at this moment, he had no better way than to coax and go along with the person.
Nanxi was finally persuaded by him and went upstairs to rest in the middle of the night. Balu sat in front of the coffin, looking at Nan Zhenguo's portrait, and sighed.
"Father-in-law, don't worry. I'm here and won't let anything happen to Xixi. I know there's something fishy about your death. Once Xixi's emotions stabilize, I will definitely avenge you.
When we have a child in the future, I will let him take your surname, so that the Nan family's incense will not be cut off. I, Balü, will keep my word."
When it was almost dawn, Nan Suzhi's car stopped outside the door, and a tall man in a black haute couture suit strode to the door.
Balu was still sitting in the main hall in mourning. He looked up and saw Boha and Biaozi blocking someone outside the door. He raised his hand and said, "Let him in."
Nan Suzhi narrowed his black eyes, walked forward, lit incense, and kowtowed to the portrait.
"I'm here, you can leave now." This was the first sentence Chongbalu said to Nansuzhi.
"Humph." Baru sneered, "I'm in mourning for my wife. Who do you think you are? You want me to leave?"
"My father is gone, and I have the final say in the Nan family now." Nan Suzhi said coldly.
"You are an adopted son, my wife is my biological daughter, and I am my biological son-in-law. Who the hell has the final say?" Baru stood up, his eyes showing a hint of sharpness.
"What kind of son-in-law are you? I'm warning you, if you dare to ruin my Luanluan's reputation again, I won't be polite to you."
"I don't need to tell you whether I am right or wrong. If you want to worship, then worship. If not, then get out. Don't delay me from burning money for my father-in-law." He glared at the man with a gangster look, squatted down and continued to burn paper.
Nan Suzhi's dark eyes were surging with dark currents, and he said to the door, "Damai, clear out all the irrelevant people."
"Are you fucking excited?" Balu was so angry that he was about to burst into flames. Nan Xiaoxi was in a bad mood. He had no intention of competing with Nan Suzhi and making her unhappy. He didn't expect that Nan Suzhi was so hostile as soon as she came in. How could he tolerate it?
The people brought by Nan Suzhi rushed in from outside, with the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Balu's forehead.
When Balu's men saw that the situation was not right, they immediately drew their guns and pointed them at each other. For a moment, the atmosphere in the mourning hall was tense.
"What are you doing?" Nanxi, who was not sleepy to begin with, was woken up by the noise downstairs. As soon as he went out, he saw two groups of people confronting each other. Balu and Nan Suzhi were about to fight.
She rushed downstairs in two steps, her pale face full of coldness, "Brother, since you're here, just kowtow to Dad and burn paper money. What are you doing here?"
"Luanluan, how could he, an outsider, sit in the place where filial sons are supposed to be and burn paper for his father? You are too willful." Nan Su was also upset, and there was a reproach in his tone.
"He's not an outsider." Nan Xiqing looked at Nan Suzhi with clear eyes, "I held a Buddhist wedding with him. If Dad hadn't had an accident suddenly, I would have come here to talk to him about getting married."
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