Chapter 117: The Spoiled Little Troublemaker (30)
The smile that was originally on Yan Chenli's face finally disappeared completely, replaced by an expression of indifference that was so cold that it was heart-wrenching.
He stared at the head of the Ning family expressionlessly. There was no trace of pity in his deep eyes, which were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice.
"Being good to me? Humph! Stop deceiving yourself." Yan Chenli sneered and sarcastically said, "You are just treating me as your puppet, using me to charge forward and cut through obstacles for you in the business world, just to make more profits for you."
Having said this, Yan Chenli paused, a subtle hint of hatred flashing in his eyes, and continued, "And I, since the moment I stepped into the Ning family's gate, have been silently waiting for such an opportunity - an opportunity that would allow me to completely control the Ning Group."
"Now, this opportunity has finally arrived, and it's your turn to leave. As for where you should go... hehe, I'm sure you know it in your heart without me having to tell you."
Finally, Yan Chenli added with a half-smile, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Feng, maybe you've been calling the Ning family head for too long, and you're almost forgetting your real name."
After saying this, he pushed up the frameless glasses on his nose, and the look behind the lenses became even more unfathomable.
He had such a gentle and handsome face, and a smile as warm as the spring sun, as if he was still as warm and gentle as when they first met.
However, in stark contrast to this is the icy cold look in his eyes, like frost on a cold winter night.
The head of the Ning family was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief, and his body was shaking violently due to extreme excitement.
His lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to curse, but he suddenly found that his throat was as if tightly gripped by an invisible hand. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter a single word.
The false appearance of gentleness was torn off, and the mask of being well-behaved and sensible was peeled off.
Yan Chenli's eyes revealed his deep disgust and disdain for the head of the Ning family without any concealment.
"Ning Group? Humph! It's now renamed Yan Group. But then again, even in the beginning, did this Ning Group ever really have anything to do with you?"
Every word Yan Chenli said was heart-wrenching, and each word was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the head of the Ning family.
Yes, after being a son-in-law for so long, Feng Huangnan really thought his surname was Ning.
Or perhaps it can be said that only after he constantly hypnotized himself and forced himself to admit that his surname was Ning, could he sit on the position of the head of the Ning Group with peace of mind and enjoy the glory and wealth that did not belong to him.
It was not until this moment that Feng Huangnan suddenly realized - it turned out that Yan Chenli had known this from the beginning to the end.
Over the years, Yan Chenli had actually seen all the lingering entanglements between him and his mother.
He couldn't let go of wealth and fame, but he was also greedy for the kindness and gentleness of his first love, and didn't want to leave any of them behind.
In this way, he had been using sweet words to deceive Yan Chenli's mother and had never given her the status she deserved.
He turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to the suffering she endured, as if the pain had nothing to do with him.
Yan Chenli sneered, such a man was not worthy of being a husband, a father, a human being, or living in this world.
What doesn't belong to you will never belong to you.
No matter how hard you try to coax something, you will never truly possess it in the end.
If you don't have enough strength to protect it, you will not only lose those things that you shouldn't have in the first place, but you will also have to pay a heavy price a hundred times, or even a thousand times, for it.
When Feng Huangnan was taken out of the apartment like a stray dog, the outside was already surrounded by various media reporters.
The flashlights in their hands flickered one after another, pouring down towards Feng Huangnan mercilessly.
Feng Huangnan subconsciously raised his hands to cover his once extremely proud face, and the feeling of humiliation in his heart became even stronger.
Thinking back to the past, he appeared on the covers of major business magazines countless times with great vigor and enjoyed the admiration and envy of everyone. He was such a successful entrepreneur.
However, today, he has ended up in this situation, like a prisoner, being pointed at and watched by the world at will.
Why?! Why did it become like this? Isn't there anyone willing to lend a hand to help him?
Feng Huangnan was screaming wildly in his heart, but the only response he got was the deafening sound of shutter clicks and people's indifferent eyes.
At this moment, the roar of a luxury sports car suddenly sounded. An extremely luxurious Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of the apartment door.
The driver walked quickly to the car door with great respect, opened it carefully and slowly, bowed slightly, and welcomed the man out of the car with an extremely respectful attitude.
Jiang Zhiran stepped out of the Rolls-Royce with steady yet chilling steps, like snowflakes falling quietly in winter, beautiful but bitterly cold.
The moment he stepped out of the car, the air around him seemed to freeze.
His former unruly and unruly temperament seemed to be instantly covered by a thick layer of ice, leaving only a chilling aura.
The image of the reckless and carefree boy has now disappeared without a trace, replaced by a mature man whose every move exudes majesty and dominance.
The reporters who had been waiting here for a long time quickly gathered around when they heard the noise. However, when they saw that the person coming was Jiang Zhiran, they stopped what they were doing, and some even unconsciously put down the camera lenses that they had held high to take pictures.
What a joke, who doesn't know how powerful Jiang Zhiran is?
Although there may be big news here, if you anger this big shot, you may even lose your job, let alone get the news out.
——Who dares to publish news about Jiang Zhiran?
The head of the Ning family, who was standing in the distance, saw Jiang Zhiran's figure from afar. His eyes suddenly lit up and an expression of uncontrollable ecstasy appeared on his face. He thought that he had waited for a savior who could turn the tide.
Yes! And Jiang Zhiran! As long as Qingwu is around, Jiang Zhiran won't ignore him!
How could Yan Chenli possibly compare with the powerful Jiang family!
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