"Nangonghe, Ling Qing is your brother-in-law, not an outsider." Nangong Yu glared at him, still blaming him for the dispute that happened in the group during the day.

Nangong He disagreed, "Even if he married into Nangong's family, his surname is Ling after all. I think the TI project should be handed over to my elder brother. He has been in charge of the overall affairs of the group for the past two years."

Nangong Lingyu, who was sitting next to Nangong He, was also accidentally involved, and was about to open his mouth to clarify the relationship, when the old man put down the chopsticks in his hand heavily with an ugly expression.

"I called you back for dinner, not to discuss business at the dinner table."

The old man glared at Nangong He sullenly, and reprimanded him: "Ah, Ling Qing is your brother-in-law, and he is from the Nangong family. What you said just now was really a jerk, why don't you apologize to your brother-in-law?"

Nangong He curled his lips. Although he looked reluctant, he still said resentfully: "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry for offending you just now."

"No problem." Jing Yihong didn't take it seriously, even if Nangong He didn't say anything, Jing Yihong knew in his heart that everyone in Nangong's family thought the same as Nangong He, and regarded him as an outsider of Nangong's family.

After a pause, the old man looked at the silent crowd, and said slowly: "Since you mentioned the TI project, I will leave it here today. Whoever can win the land in Linshi, I will take this project." To whom."

Hearing what the old man said, Nangong Yu felt confident, and the originally displeased face finally smiled at this time.

She secretly touched Jing Yihong, but Jing Yihong remained indifferent, ignoring her small gestures.

Leaving from the old house, on the way home, Nangong Yu said excitedly: "As long as we can win the land in Linshi, this TI project will fall into your hands, and if you make some achievements, Grandpa will continue to do so." I'm happy, maybe I'll give you the seat of Nangong Lingyu!"

Jing Yihong was expressionless, as if he was not interested in what she said.

Nangong Yu noticed his absent-mindedness, clicked his tongue, and asked displeasedly: "Did you listen to what I said?"

"Understood." Jing Yihong replied impatiently, "The position of general manager of Nangong Group has always been Nangong Lingyu's, and the old man has seen him in charge of the group's affairs all these years. One project changed the position of the general manager.”

He never wanted to be involved in the property struggle of the Nangong family. The reason why he stayed in the Nangong Group was because of Nangong Yu.

And Nangong Yu's ambition is so big that he wants the entire Nangong Group.

"Anyway, we must get this TI project, and we can't let Nangong Lingyu snatch it!"

Jing Yihong responded casually, with an extremely perfunctory attitude.

Nan Gongyu saw his reluctance and deliberately put on a pitiful look.

"Husband, I'm doing this for our future. You know, my parents died in a car accident in the early years, and there is no one in the family who can support me. If we don't take the initiative to fight, then we will only be beaten by them in the future." Get out of Nangong's house."

Jing Yihong had heard Nangong Yu's remarks too many times, and every time he said it, he was urging Jing Yihong to fight for the Nangong family's property.

Jing Yihong drove the car absent-mindedly, his mind was in a mess.

Since he woke up from a coma half a year ago, everything in front of him has become strange.

Nangong Yuming is his wife, she should be his favorite woman in this world, but when he was with Nangong Yu, Jing Yihong's heart never throbbed.

Respecting each other as guests is a true portrayal of their marriage.

Jing Yihong blamed all this on his amnesia, and because of this, he always felt ashamed of Nan Gongyu, and tried every means to make up for her.

He never thought that the reason he didn't have feelings for Nangong Yu was because he never loved her.

……

In the building of Nangong Group, Ruan Qianya was full of doubts when she saw the big gift box on the table.

What is Nangong He doing?Why did you suddenly give her such a big gift?
The colleagues around me were full of envy, and they couldn't wait to urge: "Qianya, please take it apart quickly, let us all open our eyes."

"Yes, yes, this is a gift from Master He."

"Qian Ya, you and Young Master He are not dating, are you?"

Faced with gossip from colleagues, Ruan Qianya was full of helpless black lines, and had no choice but to clarify herself: "I have nothing to do with Nangong He, so don't make guesses."

"Qianya, don't lie to us. If you have nothing to do with Young Master He, why would he suddenly give you such a big gift?"

Looking down at the big gift box, Ruan Qianya felt more and more annoying as she looked at it, and walked towards the trash can with the gift box in full view.

"Chiya..."

Colleagues were trying to dissuade them, but Ruan Qianya had already thrown the gift box into the trash can, and the huge gift box filled the trash can to the brim.

Ruan Qianya said calmly: "Now you should believe what I said?"

Before getting an answer from his colleague, Nangong He's voice rang in his ears.

"It seems that you don't like the gift I gave you."

Ruan Qianya turned her head suddenly, and saw Nangong He standing behind her, she was terrified.

"You...why are you here?" Ruan Qianya couldn't help feeling a little guilty as she glanced at the gift box that she had thrown into the trash can.

Nan Gonghe didn't mean to blame her, but took out two tickets to the opera house.

"Do you have time tonight? This is the last one."

"I work overtime." Ruan Qianya blurted out an excuse. .

The next second, she was exposed by her colleagues: "She doesn't need to work overtime at all."

Ruan Qianya was annoyed for a while, she could only force a smile, and excused herself embarrassingly: "I remembered it wrong."

Nangong He didn't want to pursue it at all, and directly stuffed the opera ticket into Ruan Qianya's hands, "I'll pick you up after get off work."

Ruan Qianya didn't have time to refuse, Nan Gonghe's people had already left the design department.

Looking at the ticket of the opera house in her hand, Ruan Qianya couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

She didn't want to get too close to the Nangong family, but Nangong He was like a piece of sticky candy, which she couldn't even shake off.

Before leaving get off work, Ruan Qianya found an excuse to leave the company early. The company manager took into account Nan Gonghe's support behind her, so he agreed without thinking.

As soon as she walked out of the building of Nangong Group, she saw a familiar figure at the door.

"Jing Yihong!" Ruan Qianya's heart tightened, and she subconsciously called out, but he didn't hear it, but opened the door to get in the car.

Ruan Qianya involuntarily wanted to catch up, but forgot that there were stairs under her feet, and just as she lifted her foot, she stepped on the air and fell down.

Seeing that she was about to fall down on the steps, one hand held her firmly, avoiding her close contact with the steps.

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