"Dad, actually I think I performed quite well today,"
"This re-examination included an improvisational performance. Although I am not a professional, I performed exceptionally well. It seems that the interviewer was quite satisfied with my performance."
"I just don't know if it's because of my sister that the result is unsatisfactory..."
"What did you say? Nan Xing?" Nan Weiguo's eyes froze, "What does it have to do with her?"
Nan Zhen'er observed Nan Weiguo's face and whispered: "Dad, I saw my sister today. She also went to Xingyao for an interview."
Nan Weiguo: "..."
Qin Peicen said lukewarmly: "Zhen'er, do you see clearly? How could Nanxing go to a place like that?"
"Mom, I heard that Xingyao is a big media company with some beautiful actors and actresses and a place full of beauties."
After saying that, she looked at Nan Weiguo with sarcasm in her eyes and said without hesitation: "You also know Nan Xing's appearance. Is she so overestimated?"
"Mom, it's true that my sister is going for an interview, but she's interviewing for another position... cleaning."
Patty Qin almost burst into laughter, "Let me just say, how could Nan Xing not know what to do to interview for a job like an actor? It seems that he is quite self-aware."
"But Zhen'er, you just said that it was because of Nan Xing that you failed the reexamination?"
Nan Weiguo also looked over curiously, "Zhen'er told dad what happened?"
Nan Zhen'er cried aggrievedly, "I just arrived downstairs in Xingyao Building today and saw my sister bringing breakfast to please Xingyao's boss Ou Cheng,"
"Later, I collected some comments about Ou Cheng from the Internet. They said that this boss is selfless and very rigorous in his work. He hates people who get into power through small means."
"My sister didn't pass the interview today. I think this is the reason why I failed."
"After all, our surname is Nan. Xingyao can find out my relationship with my sister with just a quick check."
"Oh, it's all because of my sister's cleverness, and I was also implicated."
Nan Zhen'er complained and felt that she was feeling aggrieved.
"Haha, I have already said that Nan Xing is a troublemaker. As long as she is around, nothing good will happen."
Qin Peicen glared at Nan Weiguo, "Look at the good daughter you raised, I told her not to take her back to the Nan family. It really made the family uneasy."
"Also, Xi Meng, let me see how you explain to Lin Hao."
"That Mrs. Zhang is always a big talker. She will inevitably spread the news about our Nan family at the mahjong table in the future. By then, our Nan family will be famous throughout Beixin City because of Nan Xing."
Nan Weiguo was already panicking, but Qin Peicen's exaggeration made Nan Weiguo's head buzz.
Finally, he asked the housekeeper to find the key and lock, "Go to the attic and tell Nan Xing that she will open the door when she thinks about it clearly!"
Nan Weiguo seemed to be cruel, "If she can't figure it out for a day, then lock her up for a day until she figures it out."
The housekeeper didn't dare to make a mistake and hurriedly went to the attic as instructed.
When Nan Zhen'er and Qin Peicen on the sofa heard this, they suddenly felt that the air was fresh.
Nan Zhen'er took the initiative to step forward and ask for help, "Dad, I have nothing to do at home anyway. From now on, I will be responsible for delivering three meals a day to my sister."
"You can do whatever you want."
Nan Weiguo was in no mood, so he went upstairs without saying a word.
"Mom, it looks like there will be more fun in the future. I wonder how long this Nanxing arrogant girl will last."
The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled maliciously.
On the other side, not long after Nan Xing returned to the attic, he had just charged his mobile phone when he heard footsteps coming from outside.
Then came the loyal voice of the old housekeeper, "Miss, I'm really sorry. The master ordered me to do this this time."
"My master told you to think it over from now on. When you figure it out, he will let you out."
Nan Xing was wondering what he was going to do when he heard the sound of the lock falling.
Nan Xing:!
Looking at this posture, Nan Weiguo wants to put her under house arrest?
Depend on.
Nan Xing looked in the direction of the door, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
After two seconds of silence, Nanxing sat cross-legged on the bed and made a decisive decision.
"Then you also tell him, Auntie, I won't take soft and hard advice, so he won't waste his efforts."
housekeeper:"……"
After saying that, Nan Xing turned off the lights in the room with a snap.
The housekeeper outside seemed to sigh and pass on the news.
When the surroundings calmed down, Nan Xing lay on the bed obediently, scrolling through his phone and waiting for news.
While I was squatting on Weibo eating some top guy in the entertainment industry, the phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Nan Xing's pupils flashed, "Brother,"
"Well, we'll be here at ten o'clock in the evening. Xiao Qi, please clean up in advance."
Hearing this, Nan Xing stood up from the bed and turned on the light in the room.
The bright light shone on the girl's pretty face, with a smile on her lips, "Brother, it's already midnight when I arrive in the imperial capital, so you don't have to come and pick me up today."
"Let Night Breeze go."
"Well,"
Well, she was overthinking it.
She thought her eldest brother would come to Beixin in person to pick her up.
"Xiao Qi, eldest brother has to deal with it in advance this time. I will accompany you well when you arrive."
"Okay, listen to big brother," Nan Xing smiled sweetly, and suddenly heard a voice coming from the phone.
Nan Xing immediately sensed that something was wrong and asked worriedly: "Brother, are you injured?"
The man over there glared at the doctor who was bandaging his wound, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, brother is fine."
"But brother..." Nan Xing was nervous.
"Okay Xiao Qi, big brother is busy beforehand, see you later."
Nan Xing hung up the phone without even giving Nan Xing a chance to continue asking.
Nan Xing looked at the extinguished screen quietly, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.
It seems that the eldest brother still has that dark and cold temperament.
He is used to licking his wounds alone and deeply rejects people thousands of miles away, just like his name.
Imperial capital.
Yezhuang, the leader of the Ye family has a private residence somewhere deep in the night court.
In the room on the second floor, a man wearing a black shirt sat on the sofa.
The outline is strong, the face is like a cold star, and the facial features are as beautiful and deep as ice sculptures.
He stretched out an arm and put it on the armrest of the sofa, with the cuffs rolled up to his forearm. The personal doctor beside him was sweating profusely and treating the wound on his arm.
On the table nearby was a tray made of pure gold, filled with sterile gauze stained with blood.
Half an hour later, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young master, it has been taken care of. Remember not to let water get on the wound when washing." As he said this, the doctor wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves.
The man glanced at the wound lightly and said with a cold voice, "Well, my injury will be kept a secret from the old man."
The doctor looked embarrassed.
The next second, when he met the man's cold eyes, he nodded quickly, "I understand, young master, I will definitely keep it secret."
