After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

seen?

What have you seen?

When did you see it?

Looking suspiciously at the calm man, she wasn't sure if she heard it wrong.

What did he mean by that?

Did he recognize her or not?

Nan Sheng's brain hurts from guessing.

Suddenly, a Bentley moved from far to near, and finally stopped beside their car.

The driver was Lu Yao, Fu Xingzhi's assistant.

Lu Yao got out of the car and went straight to Fu Xingzhi's car window, "Boss Fu."

"Send Miss Nan home." Fu Xingzhi ordered lightly.

Lu Yao immediately came to the co-pilot, opened the door, "Miss Nan, please!"

Nan Sheng frowned and looked at Fu Xingzhi, and hurriedly asked: "The matter of cooperation..."

"let me consider it."

Nan Sheng understood the reason why he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"Then I will wait for the good news from Second Young Master!"

She nodded and got out of the car gracefully.

……

After scolding Ruan Fangfei away, Xiao Huairan, who was in a very depressed mood, drove home alone.

Underground parking garage.

As soon as he got out of the car, he felt his eyes go dark, and a big sack was covering his head.

"Who?!" He was shocked.

blah blah blah!

Bang bang bang!

But before he finished speaking, a punch and kick landed on him hard.

The face is the hardest hit.

Nosebleeds gushed out, and Xiao Huairan was beaten into a daze.

He instinctively bent his arms to protect his head, but was bound by the sack when he wanted to fight back, so he could only be beaten.

"Who? Who are you?!" he growled, trying to struggle.

Well, more than one person beat him, at least two or three.

No one answered him.

And the more he roared, the harder the fists landed on him.

"Hmm... stop, do you know who I am... ah..."

Xiao Huairan has never been so aggrieved in his life.

He had never been beaten so hard.

He was furious, and when he was about to fight back, the three young men who beat him stopped suddenly.

Ran.

The beating came and went quickly.

When the beating ended, a black Maybach drove slowly past Xiao Huairan.

The man in the driver's seat controls the steering wheel with one hand, and puts a cigarette on the window with the other hand, with a lazy and charming posture.

Xiao Huairan's whole body was in severe pain, and for a moment he didn't even have the strength to pull the sack on his head.

Fu Xingzhi glanced lightly at Xiao Huairan who was lying on the ground in embarrassment and couldn't move, and pulled the corners of his lips as if nothing.

Is it useful to say hello?

Don't you know that if you say the harshest words, you will get the most vicious beating?

Unlike him, he never likes nonsense.

His principle of life is——

Those who can do it will never force it!

……

In the middle of the night, Nan Sheng was awakened by the sharp ringing of the phone.

"Hey……"

"Miss Nan, hurry to the hospital, your father committed suicide!"

Nan Sheng woke up instantly.

Put on clothes and rush to the hospital as fast as possible.

When she arrived, Nan Qingfeng was still in the emergency room.

Nan Sheng froze in place like a statue, his red eyes fixed on the three words "emergency room" which were bright red above the door, his whole body shivered uncontrollably, his whole body was icy cold.

She is afraid.

Fear of losing Dad.

Jiamu was imprisoned, and her father was her only spiritual support. If something happened to her father, she would really collapse.

"Miss, don't worry, sir will be fine..." Aunt Qiong patted the back of Nan Sheng's cold hand distressedly, comforting softly with red eyes.

Aunt Qiong has been working as a servant in Nan's family for more than ten years, so she can be regarded as half of Nan's family.

"Why can't my dad think about it?" Nan Sheng tried his best to hold back tears, still staring at the door of the emergency room.

"This..." Aunt Qiong frowned, but hesitated to speak.

"Say!" Nan Sheng yelled.

She had never spoken to Aunt Qiong in such a tone, but at this moment, her heart was pierced, and she was eager to know the reason, and she couldn't care less.

Aunt Qiong murmured softly, "Mr. Xiao came here today..."

Xiao Huairan?