Hong Jin and Wu Meng had to leave after staying for less than an hour. A man at the pinnacle of power doesn't even have much time for himself.
Ang Su arranged a dinner at his private residence. As it concerned the diplomatic relations between the two countries, Hong Jin had to attend, and Wu Meng was naturally among the invited guests.
Wu Jie was too much of a bandit, so Wu Meng certainly wouldn't bring him to formal occasions, and forcibly threw his rebellious son to Balu.
It was already midnight when the last ritual was finished. The noisy villa finally quieted down. After the servants packed up their things, they all left. Only Nanxi was left sitting in the living room, staring at Nan Zhenguo's portrait and the small urn in a daze.
Nan Suzhi wanted to put his father's ashes in the temple for the master to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, but Nanxi insisted on taking the ashes home. After the first seven days, she would personally send them back to China and bury them next to her grandfather's grave.
The Nan family is a large family, and the ancestral tombs have long been full. When choosing a cemetery for grandfather, her father said that this piece of cemetery can bury three generations. She thought that her father must want to go back. China is the root of the Nan family. No matter how far they go, they will eventually return to their roots.
"Wife." Baru took apart the Barrett gun before he could deal with the troublesome Wu Jie. Seeing the gun hole open, Wu Jie agreed to sleep peacefully, on the condition that if he could assemble the Barrett gun, the gun would belong to him.
The man sat down next to her and placed his dry, warm hands on her cold shoulders. "It's late. I got you some hot water. Soak your feet. It will make you feel better, ok?"
Nanxi looked at him, her beautiful eyes showing deep fatigue, "Ba Xiaolu, I'm so tired."
"I'll hold you." The man hooked his hand around her knee, and Nanxi wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her whole body against his, without any buoyancy, like a rag doll without a soul.
Nan Suzhi was smoking in the garden not far away. The cold white light from the hall shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, magnifying the intimacy between the two people in the man's eyes. The surging coldness and the darkness around him wrapped him up completely, leaving no room for escape.
There was a strong foreign liquor on the table beside him. He had originally just wanted to take a few sips to relieve his boredom, but now he poured it into his mouth without caring.
In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the window of Wu Jie's room, and then it opened from the outside, and a dark figure rushed in.
"Young Master."
The person sleeping in the bed immediately sat up and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's done."
"No one discovered it?"
"Don't worry, young master. No one will notice. The micro-robot I'm operating has avoided the surveillance area throughout its entire route."
"Okay, got it. You go and rest." A sly smile flashed in Wu Jie's eyes.
In the room on the other side, Nanxi lay in Balu's arms and fell into a deep sleep. At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, someone knocked on the bedroom door from outside. Balu suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously glanced into his arms, and then glanced at the door with his black eyes. He felt like killing someone at this moment.
He got out of bed barefoot and opened the door. He saw Wu Jie standing at the door wearing only his underwear. He was immediately furious. "Wu Jie, you're not sleeping in the middle of the night, are you looking for trouble?"
"Uncle Long, my Gigi is missing." Wu Jie's eyes were as wide as grapes, with no sign of sleepiness at all.
Baru wiped his face in annoyance, unzipped Wu Jie's pants and took a look, "Isn't it here? I can help you even if you don't want it."
Wu Jie took two steps back and lifted up his underwear. "I'm talking about Gigi. The snake I raised is not a bird. Can I throw away a bird?"
"It's lost, I'll get you a bigger one tomorrow. Go to bed now."
If he wasn't afraid of waking up Nan Xiaoxi, he would really take this kid out and give him a good beating.
Wu Jie sat down on the ground, "I don't care, Uncle Long, I just want my Gigi."
His shout woke up Nanxi inside, "Alu, what happened? It seems like Ajie is crying." Her soft voice came from inside.
"Wu Jie, I'm going to beat you up today." Baru got angry and reached out to pull Wu Jie.
"Xixi, help me, Uncle Long is going to kill me." Wu Jie howled and then ran upstairs.
Nanxi was startled and lost all sleepiness. She got out of bed and tried to persuade Balu.
Wu Jie ran to the third floor, spotted Nan Suzhi's room, opened the door and rushed in.
"Wu Jie, you little bastard, come out here!"
Baru didn't expect that this kid would rush into Nan Suzhi's room and shout at the back, but it was obviously too late. A scream came from inside, and the voice was exactly the same as Nan Xi's. If Nan Xi hadn't run up from behind and asked,
"What's wrong?" Even Balu would suspect that it was Nanxi who was in Nan Suzhi's room at this moment.
The man pursed his lips and said, "Wu Jie must have gotten into trouble."
"Oh my god, I'm going to get a stye." Wu Jie's voice came from inside.
Nanxi and Balu glanced at each other, and Balu stood outside the door and coughed twice.
"Brother-in-law, the child is ignorant, please don't mind it." Then he shouted inside, "Wu Jie, come out here."
"Uncle Long, come and see, your eldest brother-in-law and your eldest sister-in-law, oh no, your stepmother are sleeping in the same bed."
Wu Jie rushed out with an innocent look on his face, "Don't be shy, I stopped sleeping with my mother when I was one year old. Your eldest brother-in-law is so old and still sleeps with his stepmother."
Nanxi's beautiful eyes opened wide, and it took her a lot of effort to react to Wu Jie's words. She rushed in regardless.
The room was a mess.
Men's and women's clothes were thrown all over the floor.
Han Yingna's clothes were disheveled, her face was covered with tears, and her body was covered with traces of ambiguity. She was curled up in Nan Suzhi's arms. Nan Suzhi was unconscious on the bed, and there was a strong smell of alcohol around.
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