Hearing what was being said, Xiang Huan quickly walked in and sat down opposite Pan Ning.
Pan Ning glanced at her daughter, "You're here, let me talk about another thing first."
Xiang Huan noticed that his mother didn't look very good. It seemed that the news she was going to hear later wouldn't be good news.
Before Pan Ning continued, he looked up at Lin Qihao's club manager.
The two people, who were good at observing words and expressions, immediately understood the hint. After saying that they had something to deal with, they left the office together.
Xiang Huan looked at the closed door and heard his mother sigh.
She turned her head and saw Pan Ning, who looked normal just now, but now his eyes were filled with tears.
"What's the matter? Don't cry." Xiang Huan went to get a tissue and handed it to Pan Ning.
Pan Ning took the tissue and held it in her hand without wiping her tears. She stared at Xiang Huan and said that her retribution was coming.
"What do you mean?" Xiang Huan was confused.
Her reaction was not because she didn't believe that Pan Ning would be punished, but when she heard this, she suddenly thought of many people who would cause trouble for Pan Ning.
I don’t know which one I’m talking about.
Pan Ning's tears finally couldn't help falling. She covered her eyes with a tissue, shrugged her shoulders, and cried silently.
This is the first time Xiang Huan has seen Pan Ning cry like this since she was a child.
Xiang Huan took the entire pack of tissues, pulled out a few and handed them to Pan Ning. Without saying anything or asking, he just let his mother cry.
Within a few minutes, Pan Ning was able to control her emotions. She wiped away her tears, took out a mirror, looked at herself, and touched up her makeup a little.
Xiang Huan watched quietly.
She remembered that she did the same thing when she went home with Pan Ning for the first time.
Pan Ning took a sip of water.
His emotions had calmed down and he looked at Xiang Huan and smiled.
Xiang Huan also smiled at her.
"Xiang Huan, how many years have we been mother and daughter?" Pan Ning took another drink of water and asked Xiang Huan this.
This kind of issue is almost never discussed between them.
Xiang Huan thought for a while and replied that it had been twenty years since he was eight years old.
"It's been so long, twenty years." Pan Ning murmured, his eyes a little vacant.
Xiang Huan's heart skipped a beat when he saw her like this.
When Pan Ning came to his senses, one minute had passed.
"How about we talk about another thing first? I want to know who is competing with us, so let's talk about this first." Xiang Huan took the lead before Pan Ning could speak.
She wanted Pan Ning to calm down.
I thought Pan Ning would not agree, but after hearing this Pan Ning nodded and said that he would call Lin Qihao back and listen to her together.
Xiang Huan called Lin Qihao back.
Lin Qihao could see traces of crying on Pan Ning's face, and those attempts to cover it up with make-up were of no use in his eyes.
But don’t tell the truth when you see through it.
Pan Ning waited for Lin Qihao to sit down and started talking.
"That new club that I haven't been able to figure out the details of," Pan Ning said, looking from Lin Qihao's face to Xiang Huan, "the boss's name is Wu Hanguang."
Hearing this unfamiliar name, Xiang Huan and Lin Qihao looked at each other.
Pan Ning looked at them and did not continue immediately.
"I've never heard of this name. Are you from Lincheng? What kind of business do you do?" Xiang Huan was completely unimpressed.
As an outsider, Lin Qihao didn't even know.
Pan Ning smiled and said, "You said you haven't heard his full name, so let me call him another name. This guy is usually called Xiao Wu by everyone."
Xiao Wu…
…
Xiang Huan recited the title twice, and his eyes froze, "Xiao Wu, is this the Xiao Wu who follows Cheng Ye?"
After speaking, he looked at Pan Ning.
"Yes, it's that Xiao Wu, you didn't expect it." Pan Ning confirmed.
Lin Qihao was listening next to him, looking at Xiang Huan and thinking of something.
Those were some clips from the last time I was chatting with Cheng Ye in Dawan. I didn’t think it was anything at that time, but now I know that Xiao Wu is actually the owner of the new club, it’s different.
While he was thinking about things, Xiang Huan's mind was also running rapidly.
Pan Ning was not idle either and had not finished what he wanted to say.
"As soon as I tell you, you should be able to understand that there is someone else behind Xiao Wu, and that one is the real boss of the club."
The direction of Pan Ning's words could not be clearer.
Xiang Huan's mind is a little confused.
When she first heard the news about the new club, she doubted Narino, but she later denied it.
When Chengye asked her to stop caring about Fu Huan several times, Xiang Huan only understood it as concern for herself and that he wanted to get rid of Pan Ning.
He just didn't think about it, the mysterious figure who wanted to target the club was right in front of him.
Of course, Lin Qihao understood what was going on. He was a little embarrassed to be here at the moment, but he couldn't leave, so he had to pick up his phone and send Xiang Huan a WeChat message.
He wanted to remind Xiang Huan not to be impulsive and calm down before deciding what to do.
In fact, Lin Qihao didn't feel that the person behind the new club was Cheng Ye, which would be a bad thing.
But Pan Ning must not let Pan Ning know about this idea. He will talk to Xiang Huan about it later.
Pan Ning glanced at Xiang Huan up and down, "He really hasn't blinded his family blood in vain.
, it’s only been less than half a year since I came out, and I’ve already done so much. "
Xiang Huan raised his head, "He may be just a stand-in, and there is someone else behind him."
Pan Ning smiled and nodded, saying that she had thought so too, but unfortunately it was not like that. That club was what Narino wanted to do.
"Cheng Tianyu was originally opposed to it. He didn't even bother doing this kind of business, but he insisted."
Xiang Huan swallowed as if there was a lump in his throat.
In the end, Pan Ning didn't talk about the other incident of retribution coming to his door. After seeing the new employees brought over with Xiang Huan, he left to do other things.
Before leaving, I made an appointment with Xiang Huan to meet at home tomorrow to talk about that matter.
Xiang Huan was sitting in the office by herself, too distracted to do anything. Learning that Cheng Ye was the person behind the new club had a big impact on her.
It was very hard for her not to ask Chengye.
Gotta find something to distract me from.
Xiang Huan took the initiative to contact Zhang Su and said that he was finished here and would be free tonight.
It took Zhang Su a while before he replied, saying he was very sorry that he suddenly had something to do tonight and could not have dinner with Xiang Huan. I was really sorry.
Xiang Huan felt a little disappointed, but still replied that it didn't matter.
She didn't ask Zhang Su why, but Zhang Su took the initiative to say that he was going to have dinner with Cheng Tianyu and his son tonight and had business cooperation to discuss.
Xiang Huan looked at this WeChat message and an idea came to his mind.
She replied to Zhang Su and asked where the appointment was. Zhang Su replied that it was a hotel owned by Chengjia, at 7:30 tonight.
Near seven o'clock in the evening, Lincheng, which had clear skies during the day, suddenly started to rain heavily.
Xiang Huan, wearing a gray-green cardigan and white loose trousers, appeared in Chengdu
The lobby entrance of a hotel owned by the family.
She also wore a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her face, standing awkwardly where people must pass in and out.
When Zhang Su walked in from the door, Xiang Huan's back, which had always been straight, slumped, and he lowered his head and looked at his cell phone.
After a few seconds.
"...Xiang Huan, is that you?" A pair of feet wearing luxury brand limited-edition sneakers stopped in front of Xiang Huan and asked in an uncertain tone.
Xiang Huan raised his face, looked at Zhang Su in front of him, squeezed out a wry smile, and nodded.
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