Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

She noticed at a glance that the soup in Jiang Zhinian's bowl was not chicken soup.

"Mom... is the chicken soup I made not tasty?"

Jiang Zhinian looked at his bowl in surprise: "Hey, Yi Yi, you've been back to the Nan family for a while, right?"

Nan Wanyi nodded.

Nan Zhi sneered and drank a mouthful of chicken soup: "Don't you know that mom doesn't like chicken soup?"

“Zhizhi!” Jiang Zhinian interrupted Nan Zhi angrily.

Nan Wanyi was suddenly happy and waited for Nan Zhi to be scolded, but Jiang Zhinian changed the subject.

Jiang Zhinian narrowed his eyes and looked at Nan Zhi: "Say it again, who doesn't want to drink chicken soup?"

Nan Zhi's face froze, and she smiled awkwardly: "I haven't finished yet, Mom~"

She looked at Nan Wanyi and drank slowly: "Mom likes it. You can ask the chef. The Nan family has its own farm. The chickens they raise won't be as oily as the ones you stewed. Besides, the chicken soup that Mom drinks is made with medicine as a medicinal food."

Nan Wanyi was a little surprised, then lowered her head a little embarrassed: "I... I just wanted to make it for my mother myself, so I bought it myself. I did everything from buying it to finishing it myself."

Nan Zhi was a little surprised. She glanced at Jiang Zhinian secretly and saw that Jiang Zhinian's face was not very good.

[How powerful is the power of heaven? How can my mother endure this? ]

Jiang Zhinian smiled. If Nan Zhi wasn't there, she might be able to bear it, because she would be damn out of control because she was very happy with what she did.

but now…………

"Tomorrow, you will go to the etiquette class. I will ask Sister Li to arrange a teacher for you!"

Nan Wanyi was stunned. She quickly walked forward and sat next to her: "What's wrong, Mom? Didn't you say before that I don't need to learn anymore? Those rules are so annoying. I can't stand properly or eat properly... And that teacher always hits me with a ruler."

Jiang Zhinian glanced at Nan Wanyi, his eyes fell on her hands, which were covered with calluses and yellow lines.

"Look at your hands. How can they look like those of a lady from a wealthy family? You are the daughter of my Nan family. You have thousands of people serving you. How can it be your turn to catch and kill a chicken yourself? If this gets out, how will others view me, Jiang Zhinian?"

Nan Wanyi was slightly startled. She pulled her hand under the table and rubbed the roughness on her fingers.

But the reason she did this was not because of their business, which caused her competitor to kidnap her?

Nan Wanyi's gaze fell on Nan Zhi. Seeing Nan Zhi drinking the chicken soup leisurely and watching the show, she felt a little aggrieved, because she was obviously the daughter of the Nan family.

Jiang Zhinian snorted: "Your grandfather will be back next month. How can I take you to meet them if you are like this?"

Nan Wanyi was silent for a while. Those two old men and women had disliked her in their previous life. They felt that she was not worthy of being in a respectable society and that no matter what she did, she would always look petty and poor.

"Mom... I'm not like that either, but I'm not like my sister. I've been taught by you since I was a child, and all I've learned since I was a child is how to survive." As she said this, tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto her hands.

Jiang Zhinian seemed a little soft-hearted, but now, she didn't think about why she was soft-hearted. If Nan Wanyi just wanted to go home, it would be normal for her to be soft-hearted.

But her former softness and gentleness were mostly emotions that were controlled.

So now whenever she sees her daughter with this kind of emotion, she wonders if she is being controlled again, which makes her doubt whether her emotions are real or not.

After all, in her eyes, in the eyes of Mrs. Nan, rules are the most important, and without rules, there will be no order.

[Fuck, I should always carry my cell phone with me from now on. Huo Ling, no… Huo Ling hasn’t contacted me for a year, why did he suddenly contact me again? Whose subordinate is this number? I have blocked at least a hundred of his subordinates.

He keeps contacting me with other people's numbers. Does he want me to put his entire organization on the blacklist? 】

Jiang Zhinian's gaze fell on Nan Zhi: "Zizi, who are you chatting with? Why do you look so ugly?"

[Is it ugly? Will I be ugly???]

Nan Wanyi's body froze, and she looked at Jiang Zhinian in disbelief. She didn't even comfort herself, and directly ignored her conversation with Nan Zhi?

Nan Zhi: "Hahaha...hahaha...Mom...Huo Ling seems to be...outside the door..."

Jiang Zhinian frowned slightly: "Huo Ling? What is he doing here?"

Nan Zhi smiled awkwardly and drank the chicken soup uncomfortably: "Haha... probably... probably... it's because of me."

"What do you mean by should, probably, you? You are so heartless. When have I not been doing it for you?"

A pleasant voice came with the footsteps, and he walked forward slowly: "Long time no see, Aunt Nan."

Jiang Zhinian nodded: "Since you are here, please sit down."

Huo Ling raised his lips slightly and sat down next to Nan Zhi: "What are you drinking? Let me have a taste."

As he said this, he took the bowl from Nan Zhi's stiff hands.

[Fuck, Mom! What are you doing? Huo Ling, this is Huo Ling! Shouldn’t you yell at him and kick him out before scolding me?

Why are you being so easygoing? Has your relationship improved dramatically since I left for a year? 】

Jiang Zhinian felt like she was going deaf, as Nan Zhi's inner voice seemed to be roaring in her ears.

During this year, Huo Ling helped the Nan family a lot, and the Nan family also helped him take down the Huo family. It was a mutually beneficial situation. If he liked his daughter so much, of course he had to make good use of her as a chess piece.

Nan Wanyi looked at Huo Ling opposite her with her eyes slightly narrowed.

This person was the only one who helped Nan Zhi in her previous life. He was also a stubborn person. No matter how many invitations she sent him, he just looked down on her.

He also helped Nan Zhi to embarrass her time and time again, and even wanted to find someone to destroy her innocence. If Nan Chengfeng hadn't helped her, she would have been finished.

Nan Zhi turned her head stiffly, with a sincere smile like Squidward: "Is it delicious, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Ling nodded, and in front of her, his lips fell on the edge of the bowl that her lips had touched: "It tastes good~"

Nan Zhi nodded and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Then let Sister Wanyi stew more for you in the future."

Huo Ling's expression froze. He looked at Nan Wanyi opposite him. There was no more tenderness on his face. Instead, he was impatient. He threw the bowl on the table and asked, "Did you make this?"

Nan Wanyi shrank her neck in fear and nodded, her eyes red like a frightened rabbit.

Nan Zhi glanced at Jiang Zhinian in disbelief: [Mom, don't drink bird's nest anymore. How long have you been drinking it? Huo Ling smashed the bowl, didn't you scold him? ... Damn? Still drinking? I told you not to spoil him too much, you really didn't scold him? ]