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Jing Yihong did not make such a decision on a whim. He knew that he had brought shame to the Nangong family, and the best solution was to break away from the Nangong family.

"It's not your fault at all! It's Ruan Qianya who deliberately seduced you, and it's her who wants to leave Nangong's house, not you."

Ruan Qianya.

Just hearing this name, Jing Yihong felt sick in his heart.

He asked lightly, "Where is she?"

"Grandpa has already locked her in the basement, and no one will protect her anymore. She has done such an outrageous thing, Grandpa will definitely not let her off easily!"

Seeing Jing Yihong's silence, afraid that he would be overwhelmed, Nan Gongyu held Jing Yihong's hand, "Anyway, this matter is not your fault, and I will not divorce you."

"Also, think about our child, do you have the heart that he can't see his father every day?"

Children have always been Jing Yihong's weakness, and he still compromised after all.

Early the next morning, Jing Yihong walked out of the room alone without disturbing Nangong Yu who was still asleep.

As soon as he went down the stairs, he heard Feng Yiyun's sarcastic ridicule.

"Hey, isn't this our blessed son-in-law? I just don't know if you like Ayu more in your heart, or Ruan Qianya more? Or, do you want both?"

Jing Yihong gave her a cold look, without saying a word, just a look, which sent chills down Feng Yiyun's back.

He wanted to apologize to the old man to admit his mistake, but the old man still didn't see anyone, Jing Yihong felt lonely, left the old house silently, and went to the company.

As soon as he entered the office, Jing Yihong froze at the door.

His office was empty, everything was packed in a box.

The secretary walked over cautiously and apologized softly: "Mr. Ling, I'm really sorry. I also obeyed the general manager's order. He asked me to pack your things. I dare not disobey..."

"It's none of your business." Jing Yihong interrupted the secretary's explanation, and turned directly to the general manager's office.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Nangong Lingyu's calm tone: "You are here."

Putting down the work in hand, Nangong Lingyu looked at him and said lightly, "Sit down."

Jing Yihong sat down in front of him, and before he could ask, Nangong Lingyu took the initiative to say: "It was the chairman's order, he thinks you are not suitable to continue to be the vice president now, but for the sake of your reputation, I declare that you Going to take over an overseas project."

Sure enough, the old man's trust in him has been greatly reduced.

Nangong Lingyu sighed helplessly, "I have advised you a long time ago to keep you away from Ruan Qianya. Now that the situation has become like this, I can't help you. Maybe I will let you come back when the old man's anger subsides. gone."

Jing Yihong shook his head. He actually guessed what the old man meant after hearing what the secretary said.

"Forget it, this is the punishment I should accept."

After getting up, he left the general manager's office indifferently, without reporting any grievances for himself.

When I returned to the office, I was about to take my things and leave, when a message came from my phone to remind me that it was a new email.

A coldness flashed in front of Jing Yihong's eyes, and he clicked on the email, which contained the surveillance video of last night's anniversary celebration venue.

He ordered his men to investigate early in the morning, but he didn't expect to have clues so soon.

He downloaded the video and clicked to play it. It was a picture of a corner of the venue, but because of the angle, he couldn't see it comprehensively.

After 20 seconds, Nangong Ming appeared on the screen, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, secretly added something to it, shook it a few times, and then left.

Jing Yihong's eyes gradually deepened, and it really was Nangong Ming, he had been suspicious of him since last night.

It's just that there is no conflict between Nangong Ming and him, and there is no conflict of interest. He must have been instructed by someone behind him to do this.

Holding the phone tightly, Jing Yihong went straight to Nangong Ming's office, and pushed the door open without knocking.

Hearing the sound of the door, Nangong Ming suddenly raised his head, seeing Jing Yihong, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Boss Ling?"

Jing Yihong looked at him indifferently, and his voice was cold and dangerous: "Uncle, let's have a good chat."

Looking into his eyes, Nangong Ming couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

He asked guiltily, "What are you talking about?"

Jing Yihong unceremoniously pulled the chair over and sat down, straight to the point: "You drugged my wine, right?"

A trace of panic flashed in Nangong Ming's eyes, and he quickly denied it: "What are you talking about? I don't understand what medicine is being prescribed."

Seeing that he is still putting on a show, Jing Yihong's eyes gradually turned cold.

"There is monitoring in the venue. Do you really think that everything you do is hidden? I have monitoring in my hand. Shall we check it out?"

Jing Yihong's words reminded Nangong Ming that a trace of guilt was fleeting in his eyes.

He said indifferently: "Since you have the evidence in your hand, you can hand it over to the chairman directly, so why bother talking nonsense to me here?"

"Because I want to know who is instigating you behind the scenes." Jing Yihong looked at him aggressively, "As long as you tell who is behind the scenes, I don't need to expose you in front of the old man."

Nangong Ming was not threatened at all, and asked with a smirk, "Do you think I care about this? Even if you expose me, at worst, the chairman will kick me out of Nangong Group, but it still won't change the fact that you were seduced by Ruan Qianya."

Jing Yihong secretly clenched his fists, unable to intimidate, he had to change another way.

He took out a bank card and put it in front of Nangong Ming, "There is 100 million in it, as long as you tell me who is behind your back, all the money will be yours."

Nangong Ming picked up the bank card in front of him, smiled sarcastically, and threw it back in front of Jing Yihong, "Are you dismissing the beggar?"

"Then how much do you want?"

Nangong Ming raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealed his greed, "2000 million."

"Aren't you talking too much like a lion?"

Nangong Ming shook his finger, "2000 million is not much at all, after all, with a single word from me, you can stay in Nangong Group and continue to sit in your position as the vice president. You are not losing 2000 million. "

"Okay, I'll give you the money tomorrow, and we'll make an appointment to meet at that time."

Nangong Ming raised a smug look at the end of his eyes, "2000 million, but you can't lose even one cent."

In the basement of the old house, Ruan Qianya had been locked up overnight, and no one came to see her during the night, not even a blanket was given to her to keep out the cold.

The basement was already cold and damp. After the night passed, Ruan Qianya started to have a high fever, and she had no strength at all.

His body was hot, but his heart was cold.

In the Nangong family, I am afraid that there will be no place for him anymore.

It's just that it would be too useless if she just died of illness in the basement.