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Standing beside her, he said casually: "Actually, my family members don't seem to be that difficult to get along with, and they all seem quite friendly."

Ruan Qianya sneered, "You have been in the mall for so many years, don't tell me you don't know what it means to hide a knife in a smile."

"how about you?"

"What?" Ruan Qianya's eyes were blank.

Mu Ningfeng asked seriously: "The Nangong family has a great career, everyone must be fighting secretly, right? What about you? Don't you want to fight with them?"

"I'm not interested in property." She replied flatly, "They can fight as much as they like, anyway, I never thought about it."

Mu Ningfeng is skeptical about this, he doesn't believe that Ruan Qianya really has no desire to fight for it, after all, the Nangong family's property is a great temptation.

Ruan Qianya glanced at him, and reminded deliberately: "So, if you want to use me to enter the Nangong family to fight for the family property, I advise you to save it."

"You imagine me too greedy, don't you?" Mu
Ning Feng pretended to be injured, and explained to himself: "I'm just asking for your thoughts. If you want to fight, I can help you. If you don't want to, I can keep you quiet."

Ruan Qianya raised her eyes suddenly, and met his sincere eyes, in a daze for a moment.

She suddenly asked: "Mu Ningfeng, do you really like me?"

"Of course." Mu Ningfeng asked with a smile: "Are you so unconfident?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ruan Qianya's head, but Ruan Qianya opened it.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, Ruan Qianya walked past him pretending nothing happened, and said lightly: "It's late, go to bed early."

She and Mu Ningfeng walked down the rooftop one after the other, but happened to bump into Jing Yihong.

Jing Yihong and Ruan Qianya looked at each other and froze in place at the same time, the scene was very awkward.

Seeing this, Mu Ningfeng took the initiative to break the deadlock.

"Boss Ling, you haven't slept yet?"

Jing Yihong's eyes fell on the coat on Ruan Qianya, and he suddenly had the urge to reach out and take it away.

To Mu Ningfeng's answer, he just answered absent-mindedly: "Ayu is thirsty, I'll come out and pour her a glass of water."

Ruan Qianya's eyes flickered for a moment, and there was a burst of sadness in her heart.

He was really caring to Nangong Yu.

Jing Yihong's gaze was fixed on Ruan Qianya, and his voice was low: "I have a question I want to ask you, let's talk about it."

Ruan Qianya avoided his gaze, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"I want to hear the answer right now." Jing Yihong knew very well that what Ruan Qianya said about tomorrow was just an excuse to prevaricate him.

Mu Ningfeng stood in front of Ruan Qianya just in time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Ling, it's late at night, why do you have to ask any questions? You will make my fiancé misunderstand by doing this."

These words reminded Ruan Qianya that she was in the old house right now, and there were eyes staring at them everywhere, so it was better for her to keep a distance from Jing Yihong.

"Let's talk about it later, Miss Nangong is still waiting for you." After speaking, he glanced at the water glass in his hand.

The five fingers holding the cup gradually tightened, Jing Yihong's calm eyes were filled with resentment.

The next day, Mu Ningfeng received news that there was a small problem within the Fengning Group, and he had to return to Linshi to concentrate on dealing with the company's problems.

Before leaving, the old man suggested that Ruan Qianya follow him, but Mu Ningfeng refused because he was busy with business and had no time to accompany Ruan Qianya.

The old man didn't want to say anything else, but just told him that if there is a need for help, Nangong Group will definitely do its best.

Nangong Lingyu personally escorted Mu Ningfeng out of the old house, and when he returned to the old man, the old man's face was a bit dignified.

He ordered: "You have time to check the internal situation of Fengning Group."

"Yes." Nangong Lingyu agreed without hesitation, and then asked with concern: "Grandpa, did you notice something wrong?"

"Not sure yet. But Mu Ningfeng is too defensive, I'm afraid it's not easy to find out."

Nangong Lingyu nodded clearly, "I understand, I will try my best to find out."

"Ling Yu, what do you think of my plan to send Ling Qing overseas?" The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip leisurely and calmly, and waited for Nangong Lingyu's answer.

Nangong Lingyu paused for two seconds, and replied unhurriedly: "You naturally have your plans, I still have a little experience, and everything will follow your arrangements."

"You still have little experience?" The old man chuckled, put down the teacup in his hand, and said casually, "I remember you have been in charge of the group for a few years, right?"

"Yes, thanks to Grandpa's trust, I just try my best to do what I should do."

The old man lowered his eyes, brushed his fingers gently over the rim of the cup, and said calmly, "To be honest, have you ever thought about inheriting the Nangong Group?"

This question made Nangong Lingyu's heart tremble suddenly, he raised his eyes to look like an old man, his face was peaceful, and Nangong Lingyu couldn't figure out his thoughts.

But from the old man's words, he still felt a trace of doubt.

Nangong Lingyu made up his mind, and replied frankly: "I never thought about fighting with my younger brothers and sisters, including the inheritance rights of the group."

"Really? What if I decide to give it to you?"

Nangong Lingyu didn't change his expression, "Then I won't accept it either."

"Why?" The old man frowned slightly, with doubts on his face, "I gave it to you with my own hands, and you didn't fight for it. What are you afraid of?"

Nangong Lingyu shook his head, but still did not change his answer: "I will not accept it, because this is not something that belongs to me."

The old man's eyes flickered for a moment, then darkened, "It seems that you already know."

"I always knew."

The old man sighed and pointed to the sofa, "Stop sticking there, sit down."

Nangong Lingyu sat down in front of the old man.

Seeing his always well-behaved appearance, the old man felt somewhat uncomfortable.

With a helpless sigh, the old man's slightly heavy voice sounded.

"You have always been cautious since you were a child, but it is also because of your caution that you act cautiously, which makes me feel at ease."

"But it's also because of your carefulness that it always makes me feel that we are not like family members, but more like subordinates."

"Although you are not bleeding from the Nangong family, I have always regarded you as the eldest grandson of the Nangong family, and I have never treated you as an outsider."

"I know everything." Nangong Lingyu didn't look up, his expression was calm.

He said slowly: "I am very grateful to the Nangong family for taking in our mother and son, and also very grateful to my grandfather for cultivating and paying attention to me for so many years. I just want to do my best to repay the Nangong family."