This is how it was decided that Nie Ziyang would marry into the Lu family.
Wang Yunke couldn't let Cao Boyu lose his legs, and Nie Rongtao couldn't let Nie Ziyang become the heir of the Nie family.
Before leaving, Wang Yunke called Nie Ziyang aside and said in a low voice, "Ziyang, this is just a temporary measure. Wait until your cousin is released from prison after six months, and then you can coax Jingqian well. In the future, your child will still have the surname Nie. You must not give up the inheritance rights of the Nie family."
Nie Ziyang smiled cynically, "Okay, but I have a question for you."
"What's the problem?"
"Did you ever change your son?"
Cao Boyu is her biological son.
"..." Wang Yunke watched Nie Ziyang turn around and walk away without looking back once.
Wang Yunke felt a little panicked for no reason, but she slowly calmed down when she thought about how filial her son had always been to her and how they had a good relationship, so she decided to stay calm.
It will be fine after this matter is over. My son is just angry.
Wang Yunke comforted herself.
As soon as Nie Ziyang got in the car, he started practicing smiling. He was getting married today, and he didn't want his wife to suffer any more grievances. He had to let her know that he had peacefully gotten the Nie family to agree to his marriage into the Lu family, and this marriage was blessed.
"You're such a worthless jerk." Tang Jun endured it again and again, and finally said when he could no longer bear it.
"You are valuable, but you have no wife." Nie Ziyang retorted.
Tang Jun snorted, "Just because I'm Ninth Brother's brother, I don't just pick any young lady from the Beijing circle."
"Pick a young lady from the Beijing area for me to look at, and I'll give you a gift of 30,000 yuan." Nie Ziyang could see that Tang Jun had not yet gotten over his broken heart, and his decadent look day by day was just a man's forced support.
"Does your wife agree? Then you can give her 30,000 yuan as a gift. Now you are just a penniless son-in-law."
"Depend on!"
Nie Ziyang and Tang Jun started fighting in the back row.
Feng Yilin couldn't laugh.
He was very upset by Ninth Brother's behavior before. He thought about it a hundred times but couldn't figure out the reason. In the end, he thought that maybe Yan Shaoting said something bad about him and Ninth Brother heard it through the monitor.
If Ninth Brother hadn't said that no one, including him, could open Yan Shaoting's wiretap content, he really wanted to hear what Yan Shaoting said to make his Ninth Brother suspect him.
Feng Yilin couldn't help but look at his ninth brother.
Yan Mojiu lowered his head, his phone screen was on, and he read the text messages sent by Jinliyuan bodyguard over and over again.
He didn't answer the call until a new one came in.
It’s Yan Zheng calling.
"What does the renovation of Lincheng Airport mean?" Yan Zheng asked.
Yan Mojiu's tone was unprecedentedly peaceful. "Aren't you in charge of this? I'll pay, and you'll approve the move of Lincheng Airport. That's all I mean."
"Demolition, compensation, manpower and material resources, do you know how much this will cost?"
"If you're worried that I don't have enough money, you can give me some sponsorship."
“…”
Yan Zheng held a golden pen in his hand, staring at it for a long time before taking a deep breath. "Give me a reason. How does Lincheng Airport bother you?"
"I've never felt the fatherly love in Kyoto, and I suddenly want to feel it."
“…”
Yan Mojiu didn't hear Yan Zheng speak for a while, so he hung up the phone.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was eerily silent.
Nie Ziyang and Tang Jun had stopped fighting long ago, and fell into confusion along with Feng Yilin.
After all, Yan Mojiu had never had such a sudden rise in history, and every move he made was calculated long time ago.
Yan Mojiu had no intention of explaining. He opened WeChat and sent a message to Meng Mingxuan.
[I heard that the old man went to Koi Garden to deliver wedding gifts. How could he suddenly become so sensible at such an old age? 】
Meng Mingxuan quickly replied with a speechless expression.
What are you daydreaming about? 】
Yan Mojiu stared at the line of words for a few seconds and replied: [Then he is looking for trouble with my wife. 】
This time, it took Meng Mingxuan a long time to reply to the message.
Yan Mojiu looked at the line below her name, and saw the other party typing something, then disappearing again. This happened many times, as if she was considering what lie she should tell him to get by.
She is now well-behaved and sensible, and she doesn't want to cause him any trouble.
He didn't like her being so nice.
How much grievance should a willful and delicate girl suffer if she suddenly becomes obedient and sensible?
Finally, Meng Mingxuan's text message arrived: [I originally wanted to wait for you to come home and tell you in person, but I was afraid that you would be uneasy at work, so I told you on WeChat: Grandpa told me the truth about my parents' car accident, but I don't mean to blame you. My mother and Aunt Yan are very good friends, and my father is a very good person. He saved you voluntarily. You don't owe me anything, and you don't feel guilty about me. 】
Yan Mojiu pointed slightly at the screen and said, "Thank you, my wife." 】
He raised his eyes, his voice low and mocking, "The old man ran to Jinli Garden and told 깊 Mingxuan the truth about her parents' car accident."
“…”
“…”
“…”
The three people in the car were speechless.
Even Xu Li, who was driving, gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"But Mingxuan didn't blame me. She said her father volunteered and I didn't owe her anything."
"Didn't I tell Brother Nine long ago that he must tell my sister-in-law about this matter in person?" Feng Yilin couldn't help but say.
Yan Mojiu was silent for a long time, "Forget it."
"..." Feng Yilin didn't know what to say. How could he forget such a thing?
"She's been so sweet lately, so sweet that I forgot all the pain and didn't even remember telling her about this."
Hearing this, Feng Yilin suddenly felt that love was so terrible, so terrible that it could make a person completely lose himself.
"The old man is still too idle." Yan Mojiu looked out the car window leisurely.
Feng Yilin's heart skipped a beat. "Nineth brother, the old man is old."
Nie Ziyang and Tang Jun nodded desperately, yes, yes, they had just returned to Kyoto to seize power, the situation was not good, they didn't want to make the old man angry to death.
Even if the old man has a strange personality, considering the rows of medals in his study, it is not impossible to move them down a bit.
"He is indeed old." Yan Mojiu nodded in agreement and instructed Xu Li: "Xu Li, contact the military hospital in two days and make an appointment for a comprehensive physical examination for the old man."
"...Okay, Master Jiu." Xu Li replied in a trembling voice.
Feng Yilin, Nie Ziyang and Tang Jun exchanged confused looks. Not only was Ninth Brother not angry, he even made an appointment for a comprehensive physical examination for the old man to show his concern?
Why does it sound so... scary?
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