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   "Qiao Qiao\'s biological father, right? You can tell me anything you want with her." Murong Chen said lightly.

  The tone was so cold that Nankang couldn\'t discern Murong Chen\'s emotions. He looked at Murong Chen hesitantly, but when his eyes fell on the other party\'s clothes and the luxury car behind him, he couldn\'t help but salivate.

  Nankang naturally knew Murong Chen, no matter how poor he was, the reputation of the president of Shengjing Group was like thunder.

  So he changed his face, and immediately smiled to express his friendliness, "It\'s nothing, I just want to see my daughter."

   This face-changing skill was so fast that the security guard next to him thought his eyes were blurred.

   "Oh?" Murong Chen elongated his voice, and his tone had no deep meaning.

  When his eyes swept over Nankang, Nankang couldn\'t help but froze, and immediately had a feeling that he was being seen through from the inside out.

  Nan Kang laughed twice, and said awkwardly: "By the way... borrow some money from Qiao Qiao."

  He spoke softly, but Murong Chen could hear him clearly.

   "What right do you have to ask Qiao Qiao to borrow money?" Murong Chen challenged directly.

  He didn\'t intend to get entangled with Nankang from the beginning, and when he saw what the other party said, he simply opened the skylight and spoke clearly.

  Looking at the embarrassment on Nankang\'s face after being punctured, Murong Chen only felt that he deserved what he deserved.

  Murong Chen also knew what kind of life my younger sister lived before, and nearly half of all the sufferings in it came from this Nankang who was full of interests and was not worthy of being a father at all.

  Hearing what Murong Chen said, Nankang also stopped pretending and put on a domineering posture.

   "I\'m her father, it\'s only natural for her to raise me! What\'s wrong with asking for some money?!" Nankang snorted.

  Murong Chen felt that these words were extremely harsh.

  Nankang said more and more vigorously, "If you come to the door, you can\'t hide in the company. I still want people to see that she is still a daughter like her? My father is not willing to support..."

  He cursed a few foul words, and vented all the resentment and anger he had suffered during this period of time on the three words Murong Qiao, but he didn\'t see Murong Chen\'s red eyes that gradually spread with anger.

   That was his sister, how could he allow Nankang to insult her like this?

   "Say again—"

  Murong Chen was so angry that he immediately took a step forward and wanted to strike, abandoning his previous composure, wishing to beat Nankang until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his body was paralyzed, it is best not to bother his sister in this life.

"elder brother!"

  Murong Qiao, who had just arrived at this time, saw this scene, and immediately rushed over to grab his elder brother Murong Chen.

  She barely stopped beside Murong Chen, took his arm, panted and shook her head hastily.

  Seeing Murong Qiao stop Murong Chen, Nankang was about to shrink back and was slack. He thought Murong Qiao was on his side, so he immediately smiled and opened his mouth to mock Murong Chen.

   But Murong Qiao\'s words afterward made his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

   "This kind of person is not worthy of my brother\'s hands at all." Murong Qiao looked at his elder brother, "There is no need to lower your self-worth to get in touch with a rotten person like him."

  Nankang is a rubbish, and Murong Qiao is unwilling to touch it, let alone let his brother touch it.

  She didn\'t want her brother to get his hands dirty.

  Nan Kang looked at Murong Qiao incredulously, "I am your father!"

  He seemed to think that this identity could suppress Murong Qiao, but he only got Murong Qiao\'s indifferent eyes.

  Murong Qiao walked over, standing between Murong Chen and Nankang was obviously protecting Murong Chen, but looked at Nankang with impatience in his eyes.

   "I severed ties with the Nan family a long time ago, are you stupid for drinking?" Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows and asked back.

  Nankang\'s tone of course made Murong Qiongqiao feel baffled. She took two steps back to distance herself from Nankang, not wanting to be overwhelmed by the smell of low-quality alcohol.

  Nankang is really living more and more, and now Murong Qiao can\'t see that he was the head of the Nan family before.

   After finishing speaking, Murong Qiao didn\'t care about Nankang\'s reaction, and turned his head directly to give instructions to the security guard.

   "Don\'t worry about him, just beat him up and throw him out, and he will be dealt with in the same way afterwards."

  After the explanation, Murong Qiao didn\'t even give Nankang an extra look, and walked into the company holding the hand of his elder brother Murong Chen.

   Seeing that his younger sister took care of it himself, Murong Chen silenced his voice and let Murong Qiao decide. He just looked at Nankang with unfriendly eyes, and remembered what Nankang said just now, enough to make him die a thousand or eight hundred times.

  There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, Murong Chen had a plan in mind.

  Nankang wanted to catch up, but in the next second he met the security guard\'s expressionless face.

   It\'s just that this time, under the orders of the boss, the security guard had no scruples and directly beat Nankang severely, the kind who didn\'t hold back his hand and beat the pain.

   "Don\'t come to harass in the future, or come and hit me once." The security guard shook off the warning.

  Nankang hunched over his body and felt the pain until his eyes were black, and even a slight movement would cause burning pain.

  He braced himself up, and wanted to go play a rascal again, no matter what, he had to spend some money to go back.

   But when he saw the stick in the security guard\'s hand, Nan Kang froze and withdrew his stepping foot, and even took two steps back unconsciously.

   "Damn it." Nankang cursed.

  Of course he didn\'t want to ask for a beating, but the security guard obviously didn\'t like the way of slapstick.

  This made Nankang\'s original good ideas all come to naught.

  Nankang squatted outside the company for a long time bitterly and bitterly. After confirming that he had no chance, he had to go back home.

  But he didn\'t attribute the problem to himself. When he went home and passed by the small supermarket, he touched his whole body and found twenty yuan.

   "A dozen beers." Nan Kang paid.

  With his current level, he can only afford the cheapest beer in the supermarket.

  The supermarket owner looked at Nankang, "You still drink, your son doesn\'t care about you?"

  In the past two days, the frequency of Nankang coming to the supermarket to buy alcohol has increased significantly. Sometimes the supermarket owner is afraid that Nankang will drink to death and cause trouble for himself.

   "Fuck you! Who dares to control me!" Nankang was angry.

  He didn\'t care about the boss\' gaze, and went home with the wine in his hands and got drunk.

  The crumpled beer can was randomly thrown into the countless **** beside him. Nankang opened the next can with a flushed face, his eyes were clouded so that he was as decadent as trash.

   "I knew I should have thrown you out from the beginning..." Nankang murmured.

  Alcohol brought Nankang back to the time when he was in charge. He had the beautiful He Qian as his wife, and his well-behaved and sensible daughter Nan Zhi. Even the three sons were used to please him.

  Only Murong Qiao, only she disobeys herself all day long, messing up this and destroying that.

  She is simply the root of all misfortunes!

  Nankang thought bitterly, but the bruise on his forehead was still there, and Nankang grinned in pain even the slightest touch.

  The injuries on his body can\'t just be left alone, Nankang\'s sluggish head can hardly function, remembering that Nanxuan should have bought some medicine to prepare at home.

  He got up and wanted to look for it, but he couldn\'t move when he lifted his foot.

  Garbage was piled up all over the ground, and the air was so crowded that the smell was strong, making it extremely difficult to find things in Nankang.

   "Nan Hao, why hasn\'t the trash been picked up—" Nan Kang subconsciously called his son.

  But after he finished speaking, Nan Kang realized that Nan Hao also left him not long ago.

  He is the only one left in the huge house, and there are countless garbage to accompany him.