My boss betrayed me

Bai Fang looked at Nangong Yue in front of her and said nervously, "Ayue, I told your father what you taught me."

"Do you really want to be a mistress?"

"Fangfang, you have to believe me. I'm not a mistress. That 're-education-through-labor' prisoner and I have never even held hands." Nangong Yue explained, and then asked again: "Tell me quickly, what is my dad's reaction?"

Bai Fang: "Then I feel relieved. I thought you really were a mistress. I was scared to death."

Bai Fang said, "I see his face is not very good. He must be mad at you, Yue. He said he will come and take you back soon."

After listening to Bai Fang's narration, Nangong Yue said: "I have one more thing I need your help with. From the moment my dad takes me home and we leave Dragon Story, set an alarm on your phone and take a taxi to my house in one hour.

"You must show that you took a taxi to see me because you care about me. You can't say that I asked you to go."

Then, Nangong Yue took out a 100-dollar Longteng coin from her cheap little bag and handed it to Bai Fang.

"I'll take care of this matter." Bai Fang did not accept Nangong Yue's money, and quickly pushed it back, saying, "Ayue, why are you giving me money? You are being too polite. There is no need for us to be so polite."

Bai Fang felt a little uneasy in her heart, as she always felt that something might happen to Nangong Yue.

I couldn't help but ask: "Ayue, although I don't know why you did this, I am very worried about you."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Nangong Yue looked relaxed, but in fact, she was torn between her conscience and her desires. She said, "Bai Fang, thank you for helping me. I owe you a favor, and I'll remember it."

"It's okay. This is all within my ability. You don't have to be so polite and say you owe me a favor." Bai Fang said, "I always feel that you are weird today, but I can't tell what's wrong."

"Then I'll go ask for leave first, and then I'll do as you say."

Nangong Yue: "Okay, whether this thing will succeed depends on you."

In fact, according to Xia Muchu's plan, Nangong Yue should be staying in the dormitory at this time, waiting for Li San to bring her a computer, start writing her own novel, and finally have a small gathering.

Nangong Yue obviously doesn't want to be a passive person. She wants to take the initiative, and she also has her own plan: take the enemy by surprise and attack when they are unprepared.

She knew how terrible her plan was. It was a plan that would make her parents very angry and sorry.

In fact, she was just pretending to be calm. Her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

She needs her parents to get out of her face

Seeing her determination,

Seeing her decision,

Seeing her irrefutable

Seeing her unquestionable

Seeing her courage,

Seeing her heart,

So there is nothing to do but to accept

Her choice,

Her decision.

Nangong Yue was no different from a gambler who was desperate to lose. She bet everything she had on this game. If she won, everyone would win; if she lost, everyone would suffer.

It’s like when a gambler has nothing, he will risk his life and play one last round.

She came to her office and chatted with her colleagues, who also asked whether Nangong Yue's health had improved during this period.

Afterwards, Nangong Yue pretended to come to his seat and cleaned himself up. At this time, Nangong Yue was "not interested in drinking" and his eyes were fixed on the window.

Not long after, a pure black "Dior" sedan braked sharply and stopped in the yard. A man got out of the car. Nangong Yue was very familiar with that car.

The person who got out of the car was none other than his own father - at first glance he looked like an intellectual. Although he was in his fifties, time had not erased his bookish air, but instead added a bit of scholarly demeanor to him.

At this moment, his scholarly demeanor had long disappeared, replaced by uncontrollable anger.

Nangong Yue pretended to be anxious and went downstairs, looking at her father with a smile: "My dear father, why are you here? I saw you upstairs at a glance!"

"You know better than me why I came to see you." The father said angrily, "Come home with me right now and don't go anywhere. Your mother is waiting for you at home."

Nangong pretended to be clueless and followed his father into the car.

There was a driver in the car. My father said nothing. It was not easy for him to say anything, so he could only remain silent. Nangong Yue also remained silent.

Along the way, the only sounds were the cars driving on the road and the wind whistling past the windows on both sides.

Nangong Yue's home is a detached villa with the living room located on the second floor. There are many pieces of furniture in the house that do not look high-end but are exquisite.

As soon as Nangong Yue entered the door, she saw her mother sitting on the sofa in the living room wiping her tears. Her father closed the door of the living room and asked the driver to fill up the car with gas.

Nangong Yue asked knowingly: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"Don't you know why your mother is crying? You know best what you have done." The father, contrary to his usual gentle demeanor, pointed at his daughter's face and shouted.

Nangong Yue pretended to be confused, then made an expression of sudden enlightenment and said, "Bai Fang?"

The mother didn't want to believe that her daughter was such a person, and asked again: "Is what Bai Fang told us true?"

"It's true." Nangong Yue replied in a low voice.

"How can you be so shameless, Nangong Yue? You go and be someone else's mistress. You have brought shame to our Nangong family. Do you know that?" the father roared hysterically.

The father, enraged, stretched out his hand to hit his precious daughter, but his hand froze in mid-air.

Due to the years of pampering, the father in front of him couldn't bear to hit his precious daughter even in such a situation.

The father withdrew his hand helplessly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, and the fingers holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, what he felt deep in his heart was not anger, but heartache.

Nangong Yue's tears flowed uncontrollably.

In her parents' eyes, she has always been a precious daughter, the apple of their eye, a little princess, and the apple of their eye.

She hoped that her father would give her a good scolding and a beating, as long as it would make her feel better, instead of letting her hand hang in the air and be taken back helplessly like now.

Nangong Yue didn't know what to say to her father, because she couldn't find any words that her father could accept, nor could she find any words that could comfort her father.

"Our Nangong family is considered a family of scholars. You have completely disgraced your father's reputation, do you know that?" The mother's eyes were filled with tears, and her tone contained pain that penetrated deep into her bones.

The three of them were silent for a long time, and the father said with deep sorrow: "You were born into a family of scholars, you are a person with higher education, and you are a journalist. We have taught you since you were young to respect yourself, be independent, love yourself, and be strong."

"We believe that the education you have received over a long period of time has made you an independent person."

"Over the years, we have never asked about your personal affairs or your work."

"You have always been very hardworking and excellent at work since you were a child, but how could you do something like this? I still can't believe it was you who did it."