Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Nangong Yu's hand holding the fork suddenly paused, and his expression changed, "What are you confessing?"

"It seems that you are still kept in the dark!" Feng Yiyun shook her head with a pitiful look, "The old man has asked Ling Qing to leave Nangong Group, and the position of vice president has also been handed over to Nangong Helai."

Nangong Yu suddenly opened her eyes wide, full of disbelief, "How could this be? Grandpa, how could he treat Ling Qing like this?"

Feng Yiyun snorted softly, "It seems that you still don't understand the old man. For the old man, one time of infidelity is worth a hundred times. The old man no longer trusts Ling Qing, so how could he be allowed to stay in the position of vice president of the group? "

Nangong Yu clenched her five fingers secretly, she had to ask the old man for an explanation.

She broke into the old man's room without even knocking, which made the old man look displeased, "What's the matter with you? You're such an adult, don't you even understand the etiquette of knocking on the door?"

Nan Gongyu was aggrieved at this time, ignored the old man's scolding, and asked directly: "Why? Why did Ling Qing leave the company? It wasn't his fault in the first place. It was Ruan Qianya who wanted to seduce him. Why did you punish him? Ling Qing?"

"Are you questioning me?" The old man's face darkened, his eyes dark.

Nangong Yu pursed her lips, after all, she still compromised with the old man's cold aura.

She lowered her voice and said, "Don't dare."

The old man snorted coldly: "I think you don't take my grandfather seriously anymore."

"I just think you're unfair, grandpa."

Nan Gongyu was naturally unhappy. She was only a director in the group, and it was all because of Jing Yihong's position as the vice president of the group that she felt that she was expected to get the group.

Now that Jing Yihong was forced to leave the group, and the position of vice president was handed over to Nan Gonghe, wouldn't that deprive her of the right to inherit the group?

The old man didn't take it seriously, "I naturally have my own intentions for this arrangement. If you continue to mess around, you can leave the group as well."

A chill surged up in Nangong Yu's heart, and she said unwillingly, "Grandpa, you will regret letting Ling Qing leave the group!"

The old man took a deep look at the back of her leaving angrily, his eyes gradually became serious.

He is playing a game of chess painstakingly, but no one will understand his painstaking efforts.

Jing Yihong stopped alone on the side of the road for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses until the alarm clock on his mobile phone rang.

Glancing at the time, Jing Yihong started the car, turned around, and drove directly to the tea restaurant he had made an appointment with Nangong Ming.

In the tea restaurant, he waited for half an hour, but he still couldn't wait for Nangong Ming's person.

He called Nangong Ming's mobile phone, but no one answered.

His patience had reached its limit, he punched the table, picked up the key on the table, got up and left.

He walked into Nangong Group with a gloomy expression, went straight to Nangong Ming's office, and kicked open the door of his office.

In the office, Nangong Ming was taken aback. Seeing that it was Jing Yihong who entered the door, he knew why he came to him.

Nangong Ming regained his composure, and said regretfully: "This door is the public property of the group, if it is broken by you, the group will have to pay for it."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Jing Yihong interrupted him coldly, with menacing eyes, "Didn't you make an appointment? Why did you break the appointment?"

Nangong Ming stood up, deliberately keeping a distance from Jing Yihong.

"I changed my mind temporarily, so I don't want to go." His tone was flat, without any guilt.

Jing Yihong grabbed Nangong Ming's collar, his eyes were burning with anger, "Are you kidding me?"

Nangong Ming looked at him coldly, his eyes fell on his hands, and reminded him lightly: "Ling Qing, don't forget about your dignity, I am your uncle, is this how you treat your elders?"

Jing Yihong let him go unwillingly, and reminded him indifferently: "You refuse to reveal who is behind the scenes today, but in the future, when you are deep in the mud, that person behind the scenes may not be able to protect you."

Nangong Ming didn't care at all, "Uncle, I am determined, I am not afraid of anything, you don't have to scare me here."

Seeing Jing Yihong leaving indifferently, Nangong Ming gave a cold snort, took out a bank card from his shirt pocket, and showed a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is not that stupid, he will not betray Feng Yiyun.

He specially recorded the conversation between him and Jing Yihong yesterday, and then sent it to Feng Yiyun. Feng Yiyun immediately agreed to give him 3000 million, asked him to keep it a secret, and transferred the money to him on the same day.

Nangong Ming had his own little plans in mind, as long as he kept holding Feng Yiyun's handle, he would never have to worry about not paying his gambling debts.

However, he imagined Jing Yihong too stupidly, every word Jing Yihong said to him was not just to scare him.

In the elevator, Jing Yihong dialed a number and said, "Help me with something."

In the hospital, Ruan Qianya's fever finally subsided, and her consciousness gradually became clear.

Opening his eyes, he saw Mu Ningfeng who was standing by his side, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

In the dream, the person guarding her was Jing Yihong.She hugged him tightly, cried and complained to him, felt the steadiness and warmth he brought her,
But it's all just a dream after all.

"You're awake." Mu Ningfeng asked with concern, "Do you want some water?"

Ruan Qianya nodded, and let Mu Ningfeng help her up, and took the water glass he handed over.

Just took a sip, and suddenly remembered something, she looked at Mu Ningfeng, "You have been by my side to take care of me?"

"Yes." Mu Ningfeng showed a gentle smile.

Ruan Qianya still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, "Has anyone else been here?"

Mu Ningfeng's eyes flickered for a moment, and he was calm for a moment, "No one has been here, I have always been here."

The last hope was shattered, Ruan Qianya couldn't help but feel that she was ridiculous.

Jing Yihong already hated her so much that she still expected that he would come to the hospital to see her, and that her dream would come true.

Clearly seeing the disappointment between her brows and eyes, Mu Ningfeng felt sour in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Qianya, tell me frankly, you treat Ling Qing..."

"There is nothing between me and him." Ruan Qianya quickly denied and took a deep breath, "It's all rumored by the outside world."

Although her tone was flat, it still couldn't conceal the bitterness in her eyes.

Mu Ningfeng stared at her, was silent for a few seconds, and smiled faintly, "I believe you."

Ruan Qianya responded and lowered her eyes. She no longer cares whether others believe it or not. She has been deceiving herself anyway.

As night fell, Nangong Ming walked out of the clubhouse and slapped himself hard. He was so unlucky that he kept losing, never winning once.

Walking in the alley, thinking about how to make money back, a question came from ahead.

"How's your luck today? When do you plan to pay back the money?"