a mistake

Cheng Junhai said heavily: "You young people pay attention to the love of their children. But at our age, you take everything lightly, even feelings? I never thought that I would teach such a weak heir. Now It's not about being good to Jingming, but about Meixiu's reputation. Meixiu is about to take a stake in Anyuan Technology, and I can't let Jingming leave any talk at this juncture."

"Uncle, you will ruin many people like this!"

"You can rest assured that I will not fully disclose the agreement. I have already found a public relations company and revealed it step by step. Let everyone know that they are a transaction from the beginning."

Fang Nan took a deep breath, and looked at the man who looked like an ice sculpture in front of him: "Where's Cheng Mo? How will Cheng Mo face all this when he grows up?"

Cheng Junhai was taken aback for a moment: "Cheng Mo, as a member of my Cheng family, keeps the blood of the Cheng family, she will understand."

"I'm not going to persuade him."

Cheng Junhai sneered: "Can you see him being destroyed with your own eyes? I don't want to talk about the pros and cons of this. You go upstairs."

Fang Nancuo pursed his lips, and took the elevator upstairs with Assistant Huang.

Assistant Huang stood at the bedroom door, took a deep breath, knocked on the door and gently pushed it open.

Fang Nan went in by mistake, he never came to Cheng Jinming's bedroom here.The bedroom had thick curtains drawn, Fang Nancuo vaguely saw Cheng Jingming lying on his side on the sofa chair.

He walked over: "Jing Ming."

Cheng Jingming just looked up at him slightly, his voice was very hoarse: "Are you here?"

Fang Nancuo slowly squatted beside him, and then he saw clearly that Cheng Jingming's beard was not shaved, his face was tired and weak, and his eyes were dim.

It took Cheng Jingming a long time to whisper, "I thought you had already returned to Qing'an."

Fang Nan turned his eyes to other parts of the room by mistake, and thought for a while, not knowing how to speak.

"Did my dad ask you to persuade me?" Cheng Jingming put his hand on his face and smiled wryly.

Fang Nancuo said softly, "I came here to hope that you would not announce the agreement."

Cheng Jingming was silent for a long time, and murmured: "When I met Chang Yuehua, she was still a small model who went around for interviews. She accidentally bumped into me at the auto show. I said she was very special. I told her that I could send her to any show she wants."

Fang Nancuo hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand to pat Cheng Jingming's back, and listened quietly to Cheng Jingming's story.

"I not only failed you, but also harmed her. It seems that I have never cherished anything. Now I should bear all this."

"So I understand that you don't show the agreement. Jingming, I don't know how to comfort you, and there are many things I can't say. But like you said at the time, mistakes will be made in life, but we can make up for them."

"You were also in pain some time ago."

Fang Nan took a deep breath: "It's all over. Go to bed and have a good rest. This family still needs you, and Cheng Mo still needs you. I saw Cheng Mo downstairs just now, and he looks very much like you and Chang Yue." Hua, treat her well."

Cheng Jingming nodded and got up slowly. Fang Nan wrongly helped him onto the bed and covered him with the quilt.

Cheng Jingming looked at Fang Nan wrongly: "Thank you for coming."

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. Seeing you today is my last regret. We all have to grow up and learn to redeem. I know that we all have to go through a difficult road, but I know you can walk over."

Cheng Jingming forced a smile: "I know. I will get through it."

When Fang Nan left the bedroom by mistake, he stood at the door for a long time. He looked at Cheng Jingming who was lying on the bed, and said goodbye to him silently in his heart.Maybe it was the last time we met, so let's take one last look at him.

Fang Nan walked into the study on the first floor by mistake, where Cheng Junhai was writing calligraphy.

He didn't look up at Fang Nancuo, but asked in a deep voice, "Have you persuaded me?"

Fang Nan shook his head wrongly: "No."

Cheng Junhai's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and a ball of ink fainted on the fine white rice paper: "I see."

"Uncle, maybe Meixiu is very important. But rather than being a cold heir, you should be a person of flesh and blood. Someone told me that love is not a weakness, but a weapon." Fang Nan made a mistake and left.

When he said this, his whole body trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to look at Cheng Junhai's expression.But he just wanted to say it, he just wanted to say it.Regardless of whether Cheng Junhai could listen or not, he felt that he had said everything he wanted to say all along.

When he returned home, he didn't ask the driver to take him, and walked alone on the road.Pieces of ginkgo leaves fell, and Fang Nancuo raised his head, finally feeling a lot better.

The morning when Fang Nan left by mistake, the weather was very good, the autumn air was crisp and cloudless.Fang Nancuo packed his things early.I don't know why, but the community is extremely noisy today.Fang Nan took one last look at the room, and he slowly closed the door.Take the elevator to the first floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the corridor, a white light flashed in front of him, causing him to close his eyes hastily.People around came from all directions, blocking Fang Nan tightly.

Fang Nancuo barely opened his eyes and looked at the people around him in horror, including excited reporters and angry young men and women.

A reporter directly raised the topic to Fang Nancuo's reluctance: "Are you Cheng Jingming's homosexual?"

"This..." Fang Nancuo was too frightened to speak.

A person next to him immediately scolded: "You guys tricked Chang Yuehua into giving birth to you, and forced her to death. The murderer pays with his life!"

Fang Nancuo wanted to go back upstairs in horror, but the crowd was too crowded and he couldn't squeeze through. More and more people joined Fang Nancuo's crusade, pushing and shoving Fang Nancuo, and Fang Nancuo didn't know who was slapped Two slaps.

The situation on the scene was completely out of control. Fang Nancuo had no experience in dealing with these emergencies, so he couldn't even speak up to defend himself.

"This is Fang Nan's mistake! Cheng Jingming's little lover killed Chang Yuehua!"

"Mr. Fang, how did you and Cheng Jingming meet?"

"Are you the nude model in Cheng Jingming's painting?"

Fang Nan covered his face with his hands by mistake, and lowered his head: "Don't ask any more questions."

"Are you not responding at all? Are these all true?" A short-haired female reporter forcefully pulled Fang Nancuo's hand covering her face. A group of reporters seemed to ask about the bloody shark, and immediately turned on the flashlight.

I don't know which crazy fan directly picked up Fang Nancuo's photo and lit it on the spot, and the crowd clapped and applauded.

Fang Nancuo's mind went blank, and he was covered in cold sweat. He vaguely heard someone maintaining order.

He looked up and saw the community security and police rushing over. They pushed aside the crowd and made a small path for Fang Nan.Fang Nancuo lowered his head and said, "Thank you." He quickly took the elevator upstairs.

He entered the rental house, locked both locks on the front door, and then slowly sat on the sofa.