Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

When Xiao Ran and Gao Mingfeng arrived at the golf club, Mu Nancheng had just finished a game, and Han Zhen went to pick them up in person.

The golf cart went straight into the field, and Xiao Ran saw Mu Nancheng from a distance, wearing a white polo shirt, black slacks, and a pair of white gloves, standing on a hillside with a club and talking to people.

In the crowd, Mu Nancheng always easily became the focus.

The sun sifted through the thin clouds and jumped on Mu Nancheng's body, drawing a three-dimensional outline that looked like a pen sketch. This man always had a coldness that was not easy to get close to when he was not smiling, but when his eyes met Xiao Ran's The moment they met, those dark eyes clearly exuded a soft luster.

Xiao Ran jumped off the cart and stood beside Mu Nancheng, and softly shouted:

"Mr. Mu."

"Well," Mu Nancheng took off his white gloves, pulled him over, stroked his hair, then lowered his head and asked him, "Have you been bullied?"

Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, he nodded awkwardly, then shook his head again.

The people around were all stunned.

Jiang Dongxian asked interestingly:

"Nathan, why don't you introduce me?"

"Shraon," Mu Nancheng said simply, spreading his hands, "a child at home."

Everyone laughed together, what kind of introduction is this?

"Little friend?" Jiang Dongxian smiled mischievously, he stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Ran, "Shraon, right? Come on, come on, I'm your Uncle Jiang, go to the rest area with Uncle, Uncle will give you a greeting."

While blocking his pig's trotters, Mu Nancheng hit Jiang Dongxian's ankle hard with a cue, and scolded with a smile:

"Go away, old man!"

Xiao Ran tilted his head, and actually called "Uncle Jiang" in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. His eyes were black and white, his voice was clear and bright, and he was full of youthfulness, making everyone laugh. Only Mu Nancheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Jiang Dongxian is 37 years old, it's not that he can't afford to be called "uncle", but he really took advantage of Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng pinched the back of Xiao Ran's neck and pressed it, the corners of his lips raised an arc with a little anger:

"Don't shout, call Brother Jiang."

Everyone understood now, those who thought the boy was Mu Nancheng's nephew raised their eyebrows meaningfully.

Xiao Ran obediently called people one by one, with his hands folded in front of him, Mu Nancheng raised his club and asked him: "Can you play?"

Xiao Ran nodded.

Mu Nancheng stuffed the cue into his hand, and he did not shy away from a pair of curious or interested eyes. There was an indescribable emotion in his low voice. He said with a smile,

"Come and help me avenge, I was bullied badly by them."

Xiao Ran: "..."

Jiang Dongxian and the others looked at each other as if they had been struck by lightning, and felt that today's Hong Kong City was a bit dreamy.

With dumbfounded eyes, Xiao Ran stammered and said:

"My level...is very poor..." He just knew the rules and could swing the club well.

Mu Nancheng tilted his head, thought for a while, and then naturally wrapped his palm around Xiao Ran's hand holding the club:

"Then let's fight together, what..." His eyes were full of smiles, and he almost laughed himself out, "What's the same heart, its power cuts through gold."

Except for Xiao Ran and Han Zhen, no one knew what Mu Nancheng said was the "what" that could break gold. Xiao Ran touched the roots of his ears uncomfortably, and he found that Mu Nancheng really had no taboos. All the people are his own friends, and he is not afraid of losing face when he speaks such wise words.

I don't know if Mu Nancheng's "what is the same heart, its sharpness breaks gold" really worked. Anyway, since Xiao Ran and him "fit together", the two of them are like a godsend.

Xiao Ran hadn't exercised for a long time, and after swinging a few shots, his forehead sweated. Under the sun, his smooth and delicate face was like flowing pink jelly, crystal clear, and his clear eyes were shining brightly. Once he "live", he became special Vivid, as if there is light sticking on the body, people can't move their eyes when they see it.

Li Ran didn't say whether they were young people, but every time they won a shot, the child's fists would be clenched and raised violently, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his brows and eyes were full of youthful pride.

Mu Nancheng's eyes shaved round and round on him, from the flushed cheeks stained with sweat, to the delicate and slender white collarbone, from the nape of the neck to the thin and beautiful outline at the joint of the shoulder and neck, to the slimmed-down body. Every inch of the waist, which is tightly tied in the shirt, is beautiful and dangerous, so dangerous that it makes people think and commit crimes.

Not knowing what to think of, Mu Nancheng's eyes flashed a gloomy undercurrent.

At the end of the round, the "Landlord Team" won!

Holding the club, Xiao Ran hopped on the spot, like a lively deer, Mu Nancheng raised his palm to him, Xiao Ran stretched out his palm and patted it without thinking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

In the rest area, there was a long glass table. Jiang Dongxian and Ding Yanqun looked at Xiao Ran as if they were pandas. After all, apart from Han Zhen and Huo Shuyan, Mu Nancheng rarely took care of other people. Originally, they were only Mu Nancheng. Nancheng got an extremely fresh and beautiful little pet, but soon, they overturned all the speculations earlier.

This boy is not simple, he is not afraid of Mu Nancheng, and he is not afraid of everyone else watching, everyone here is someone who can shake Hong Kong city three times, but this young man who is neither humble nor overbearing is not afraid of anyone.

This is a gorgeous and noble little prince, from face to heart, nobility flows in his bones.

No matter what the topic of everyone is, world finance and economics, domestic and foreign political circles, various economic indicators and policy indicators, and even the most obscure professional terms, Xiao Ran can understand them. Mu Nancheng will ask him a few words intentionally or unintentionally. There must be an answer, and the answer must have something to say.

If one had to find the right words to describe Mu Nancheng's attitude towards this child, there were probably only eight words: "The most important thing is to treat him like the palm of your hand."

Everyone was sharp-minded, and some of them who had been a little teasing and joking before all restrained themselves.

Peng Fusheng asked Ding Yanqun in a low voice:

"Why do I think this kid looks familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere."

Ding Yanqun also pondered in his mind:

"I also think he looks familiar."

Fortunately, they rarely walked around with the Nanjiang business community before, and they didn't think about it after thinking about it for a long time.

Mu Nancheng crossed his legs, put his left arm backward on the back of the chair behind Xiao Ran, and held Xiao Ran's wrist with his right hand. He carefully looked at his watch, raised his eyes and asked him:

"Is the weapon hidden here?"

"what."

Mu Nancheng pressed a button the size of a silver grain of rice inlaid on the side of the watch with great interest, and saw a golden streamer shoot out like lightning, hitting a palm tree behind, the streamer did not enter the trunk, although it was silent , but still made everyone startled.

"Hey!" Ding Yanqun was the first to exclaim, "This thing is cool! It's much more convenient than a pistol!"

"Who designed this?" Liang Xiaohe's family was in the business of jewelry and famous watches, he touched his chin, his shrewd eyes sparkled, "If it can be mass-produced, there will definitely be a market."

Mu Nancheng shook his head:

"It's just a bluff. It's useless if you meet a powerful villain, or if there are too many people on the other side. You will suffer a lot today." Mu Nancheng rubbed Xiao Ran's head with his hand, and sighed. "Have you got a long memory? Now that you know there are many bad guys out there, do you dare to run around in the future?"

Xiao Ran looked at Mu Nancheng in surprise, but saw him blink his right eye at him, Xiao Ran understood, his beautiful eyeballs slowly turned, lowered his head and said with a flat mouth:

"Don't dare."

"What's the matter?" The other people's faces turned serious, and they hurriedly asked, "Have you been bullied?"

The child looked at them with red eyes, and nodded timidly.

Jiang Dongxian leaned against the back of the chair, with one leg propped up, a cigar dangling from his mouth, and a trace of hostility in his lazy eyes:

"Who dares to bully my eldest nephew?"

The tense atmosphere on the field collapsed in seconds, and even Mu Nancheng choked.

Xiao Ran pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Dongxian, his big eyes were full of grievances, and his voice was soft and soft:

"It's Miki Hidehisa from Miki Club."

Damn, Mu Nancheng gritted his teeth, although he hinted at Xiao Ran's words, why is this baby's soft little voice so awkward!

Then it became the home field of lawyer Gao Mingfeng. He omitted the part about Fu Yuxing in the whole matter, and only said that Miki was interested in molesting Song Xiaoran on the plane, and he almost sent Xiao Ran to prison. A devil and bully The story of bullying a beautiful young man from a good family was told by Da Zang's penetrating tongue, which made both men and women cry.

Xiao Ran lowered his eyelashes and pouted his lips, his thick and long eyelashes matched with Gao Mingfeng's story and trembled fragilely from time to time, like a docile, soft and innocent little sheep, his pitiful appearance even aroused a few guards The "uncle" was furious.

"The little Japanese devil actually bullied our children, which one can bear and which one can't bear!"

"If you don't show him some seriousness, he doesn't even know whose name the land he stepped on belongs to!"

"I didn't like people with the surname Sanmu early on. The old and the young are all a bunch of perverts!"

"Let the surname Miki get out of the port city!"

……

Finally, Jiang Dongxian spat out his cigar and smiled grimly:

"Fuck him!"

Xiao Ran looked innocently at a table full of indignant people discussing how to join forces to deal with Miki Hidehisa, when he rolled his eyes to meet Mu Nancheng's, he couldn't help but bend his eyes.

Of course he holds grudges. In fact, he is like a little scorpion planning revenge all the way, with the poisonous needles on its tail raised high, waiting to give Miki a fatal blow, but Miki's family He is the richest man in the East. He has been thinking for a long time but failed to find a way to get out. He especially didn't want to implicate Fang Qian. Unexpectedly, Mu Nancheng united the entire Hong Kong rich circle to endorse him.

Mr. Mu is still very loyal!

Xiao Ran was in a trance when suddenly he felt his ears heat up, but it was Mu Nancheng who leaned over and pressed against his eardrums and asked:

"You designed this watch yourself?"

Xiao Ran nodded his head, felt his ears itching, and unconsciously squeezed them.

"Very good," Mu Nancheng smiled and pinched his ears, "Remember to give me one next time."

"Didn't you say that this thing is useless?"

"That's for crying miserably with them," Mu Nancheng blinked at him, and said leisurely, "We want Miki to look good, and there are many people to be powerful, understand?"

Xiao Ran covered his mouth all of a sudden, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

Mu Nancheng's face melted with a smile, but layers of killing intent spread in his heart.

Miki, he is bound to chop off that devil's dead pig's hooves!

……

"Xiao Ran?"

Suddenly a clear voice came from behind, and the people who were laughing and talking followed the prestige, except for Jiang Dongxian and Mu Nancheng, everyone else stood up:

"Little President Jiang."

The person who came was Jiang Dongxian's cousin Jiang Yingzhe, who was also the president of Gangcheng Road Bank.

There are Jiang brothers in the Hong Kong City Banking Industry. One is Mr. Jiang of H.S Bank. His son is Jiang Dongxian, known as Mr. Jiang. The other is Mr. Jiang of Daoben Bank. His son Jiang Yingzhe is known as Xiao. President Jiang.

In the eyes of outsiders, Da Jiang and Xiao Jiang are brothers. Only those who know the inside know that their private relationship is very bad.

The history of Jiang's Bank can be traced back to the last century. It was one of the earliest banks established in Hong Kong City. During the generation of Mr. Jiang Dong and Mr. Jiang Dong, the two brothers had fundamental differences in their business philosophy, so the old man decisively Divide Jiang's Bank into two, and the two brothers will operate separately.

The H·S of Dajiang Dong accepted the capital injection from the people of E country. In the early years, it almost monopolized the retail industry of Hong Kong City Bank, and even had the right to issue banknotes. However, Daoben Bank insisted on cooperating with the state-owned banks in the inland China. In the past, the two sides did not interfere with each other. It was not until 11 years ago that Daoben got on the tailwind of Hongshi Capital and became the big winner in the financial war between the East and the West. become the second largest bank in the world.

When the big and small Jiang Dong separated, the city was full of ups and downs. Eleven years ago, the big and small Jiangs fought for each other. From business philosophy to values, to their respective stances and classes, they contradict each other everywhere, not to mention that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. They are each other's biggest competitors in the industry. Therefore, when the Jiang brothers meet each other outside, they often just roll their eyes and snort.

There are two courts in this ball, which are very far away, but there is only one rest field in the atrium. Jiang Yingzhe and his friends are tired from playing the ball and want to rest. Seeing Jiang Dongxian here from a distance, he didn't want to come here, but He saw Song Xiaoran at a glance.

"Brother Jiang," Xiao Ran couldn't hide his joy when he saw Jiang Yingzhe, he stood up, "Are you here to play too?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yingzhe looked behind Xiao Ran, Jiang Dongxian stared at him with a smile on his face, Mu Nancheng's eyes were calm, he secretly wondered why Xiao Ran would sit with these people, so he asked, "How could you Here? Who brought you here?"

"I followed Mr. Mu."

Jiang Yingzhe frowned, but it was inconvenient for him to say some things in full view, so he had to ask:

"When are you going back to Nanjiang? Let's get together before you leave."

Jiang Yingzhe was familiar with Fu Yuxing, not to mention, he and Xiao Ran had met quite a few times before and after Fu Yuxing's funeral, and the purpose of the meeting was to ask how he got mixed up with this group of people.

Xiao Ran said: "It should be tomorrow, I won't stay long."

"Then at night, where do you live? I'll come and find you."

Just as Xiao Ran was about to speak, Mu Nancheng stood up at this moment. He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Xiao Ran's shoulders. His tall figure covered the setting sun above the boy's head, casting a shallow shadow. His intimate and possessive gesture made Jiang Yingzhe His eyebrows twitched heavily.

Mu Nancheng lowered his head and spoke against Xiao Ran's ear bone, and the volume was neither too loud nor too low, and it happened to be heard by Jiang Yingzhe:

"You and I left without saying goodbye in the morning. Aren't you very happy, we have to go back to Nanjiang after we leave here, huh?"

Xiao Ran turned his head slightly, staring fixedly at Mu Nancheng's hand on his shoulder, and Mu Nancheng also looked at him with a smile, a familiar undercurrent that once flowed between them surged again.

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyelashes slightly, then turned his head and smiled apologetically at Jiang Yingzhe:

"Brother Jiang, I'm going back to Nanjiang today."

Jiang Yingzhe understood something in an instant, his eyes wandered between Xiao Ran and Mu Nancheng in disbelief, and his face also changed several times.

The smile on Mu Nancheng's lips deepened, and he looked at Jiang Yingzhe without avoiding it.

"Don't stand there, everyone. Since we know each other, sit down and chat." Ding Yanqun, who has friendship with both parties, gathered them together with a smile, "I didn't expect Xiao Jiang to know Sharon. The age difference between you two must be a year-end friendship." right?"

Just as Jiang Yingzhe was about to speak, Mu Nancheng spoke first:

"Xiao Ran has a good relationship with He Yan, they both worship the same postgraduate tutor."

He Yan is the husband of Zhou Yancheng, the president of Hongshi Capital, and Jiang Yingzhe is a die-hard supporter of Zhou Yancheng, so it is logical to explain that Xiao Ran and Jiang Yingzhe are acquainted.

The relationship between Xiao Ran and Jiang Yingzhe and others was established through Fu Yuxing. Obviously, Mu Nancheng didn't want Jiang Dongxian and the others to know this.

Ding Yanqun was quite surprised: "How old are you?"

Xiao Ran replied, "Twenty."

"Have you entered graduate school at the age of 20?"

Xiao Ran smiled lightly. He had already obtained two master's degrees at the age of 16. For a person with an extraordinary memory, studying is the easiest thing to do.

Jiang Yingzhe has been staring at Xiao Ran intently, to be exact, at the big hand with big bones on his shoulder.

Mu Nancheng's hand was always on Xiao Ran's shoulder, he even pinched the ends of Xiao Ran's hair vaguely with his fingers, and Xiao Ran also showed a submissive attitude, the relationship between the two was obvious.

Jiang Yingzhe's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Jiang has been in the limelight recently." Peng Fusheng lit a cigarette, smiling a little, "A few days ago, I heard that you loaned 300 billion to Longhui to help him win the land on Taiwan Island. What are you going to do? Ah, the model commercial and residential city, it’s amazing, the citizens of Hong Kong want to set up a monument to worship you, no wonder you come all the way here and we can smell incense! "

He dusted off the cigarette ash and said with a sneer, "Young people are awesome!"

Liang Xiaohe laughed. He was forty years old, with thin lines around his eyes, and his speech speed was three points slower than others: "Xiao Jiang is always three years younger than you. The word 'postnatal', you are cursing."

"Here is the really awesome young man!" Jiang Dongxian patted Mu Nancheng heavily on the shoulder. Among the group of people, only Mu Nancheng was the youngest, standing just after passing, with infinite elegance.

Mu Nancheng's eyes were dim, noncommittal.

Jiang Dongxian smiled, but the temperature in his eyes was extremely cold.

"Some people want to gain fame and reputation, and they don't care how much they have. Hong Kong City is divided into three acres of land. Players who can abide by the rules of the game can go for a long time. There is only one piece of cake. He wants to share a piece with everyone. Don’t be afraid to starve yourself to death!”

With one sentence per person, all disputes and grievances were put on the table.

Xiao Ran lowered his head, his slightly long forehead hair hanging down to cover some of his eyebrows and eyes, at this moment, he couldn't speak.

Daoben Bank and Longhui Real Estate plan to build a low-cost commercial and residential city, which will impact the housing prices in Hong Kong City. Over the years, Jiang Dongxian and his father have made a lot of money in real estate.

Peng Fusheng is the crown prince of Rongfeng Real Estate. Mu Nancheng's Ennan Real Estate also officially entered the Hong Kong City this year. Although Liang Xiaohe is a jewelry manufacturer, the annual rent of any store in his hand is worth hundreds of millions.

Jiang Yingzhe pointed his sword at the house price in Hong Kong City. In Jiang Mu Pengliang's eyes, it probably competed with the murder of his father.

Jiang Yingzhe propped his legs up, clasped his hands on his knees, and smiled faintly:

"Games are fun when there are many people. Hong Kong City has been playing in a small circle with a few people for so many years. You don't think it's boring, but I think it's boring. I'm afraid there won't be enough cakes, so make the cakes bigger."

He slowly made a circular arc with his hands, his movements were elegant, and he was determined to win in his heart.

"It's easy to say," Liang Xiaohe took off his glasses, and a woman sitting next to him immediately handed him a glasses cloth. Make it bigger, but look at what Hong Kong City looks like today. What you see now is the trend of the times and the people’s aspirations. Young people always think that they can change the world. Back then, Elvis,”

Elvis is Jiang Dongxian's English name, Liang Xiaohe shouted with a smile, "Didn't we play like this when we were teenagers?"

Jiang Dongxian snorted and laughed out of his nose:

"I don't remember clearly, but it probably happened like this. It's nothing unusual. Who hasn't done some stupid and fucking things when they were young?"

Jiang Yingzhe still maintained a perfect smile, and spoke at a leisurely pace:

"Some things have not been done by others, but it doesn't mean that no one can do it. Everything should be done at the right time, place and people. I think the brothers were a little bit unlucky at that time,"

He looked around at the several people with different expressions in front of him, something very thick was fixed in his eyes, he spread his hands suddenly, and changed the topic, unexpectedly, he was a little bit earnest,

"There is no end to money in this world. Hong Kong City has broken enough things in the past few years. Recession is inevitable. There will be no eggs under the overturned nest. If the pot of Hong Kong City is smashed, no matter how much flour there is, it will not be able to make it." The cake is coming out, don’t you think so?”

"That's quite right," Liang Xiaohe nodded, picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the table, lit them, and spit out a mouthful of eye sockets, his eyes sharp as blades, "Anyone who wants to smash the pot of Hong Kong City will do so." You have to ask the group of us first if we agree!"

Peng Fusheng also said in a dark voice:

"Young people, don't be afraid of being stupid, and don't be afraid of doing bad things. What you're afraid of is being bad and stupid and thinking that you are righteous. Then you really can't turn back even if you find a dead cow!"

This is already a blatant threat.

Jiang Yingzhe's gentle and handsome face also showed a rare coldness:

"In short, it is imperative that a model commercial and residential city benefit Hong Kong and the people. The land is used to build houses, not to stockpile. Houses are for people to live in, not for speculation. You can earn enough money. Now, it’s time to accumulate some virtues for future generations, Hong Kong City has nothing to offer for so many years, I don’t know what you think, I feel ashamed when I walk outside.”

"Clap clap-"

Peng Fusheng clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Wonderful, Mr. Jiang is high-spirited, cares about the country and the people, so I wish you all the best and your wishes come true."

Jiang Yingzhe smiled slightly:

"Just good business, you can't call it high-spirited, Brother Peng is serious."

Peng Fusheng couldn't hold back his laughter, Liang Xiaohe and Jiang Dongxian also gritted their teeth and tensed their jaws, Mu Nancheng seemed to have nothing to do with him, he just pinched Xiao Ran's hair.

Xiao Ran opened his eyes innocently, pretending not to understand anything.

The other handsome men and women dare not even breathe.

There were more than a dozen people at a table, and the atmosphere was frozen as if glue had been splashed in the air.

Ding Yanqun could only laugh and laugh:

"It's rare to come out to play, so let's not talk about these family and country affairs, Mr. Jiang, let's play two shots together?"

"Okay."

Jiang Yingzhe patted his legs, stood up, and took another look at Xiao Ran before he left. It was a look full of worry and confusion, and Xiao Ran looked away vainly.

"Hmph!" Just as Jiang Yingzhe left, Jiang Dongxian swept the coffee cup in front of him to the ground, "I don't know how high the sky is!"

"He has Zhou Yancheng as the backstage right now, we can't move him for the time being." Peng Fusheng looked darkly.

Liang Xiaohe threw the cigarette butts heavily on the ground: "No matter how arrogant Zhou Yancheng is, he will never reach out to Hong Kong City!"

In the end, everyone turned their attention to Mu Nancheng.

A strange feeling rose in Xiao Ran's heart. Logically speaking, Mu Nancheng had the least seniority among this group of people, so why did these people seem to have him as their backbone.

That's right, even if they are business allies, Jiang Dongxian and the others don't need to be involved in disputes with the richest family in the East just because of a little personal grievance between themselves and Miki. big benefit.

Mu Nancheng slowly picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of coffee. There was a shallow smile on his lips, and his voice was light and ironic:

"Guess who will be the first to refuse the construction of a model commercial and residential city?"

Jiang Dongxian and the others were startled for a moment, and then laughed uncontrollably.

Xiao Ran's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his eyes again, clenched his palms that had been placed on the table, his slender eyelashes drooped, covering up the coldness in his eyes.

Hong Kong City is a city with real estate as its economic pillar. Housing prices have remained high all year round, ranking first in the world. For people in Hong Kong City, the value of a house as a shelter from wind and rain is far less than its value as an investment product .

Countless people in Hong Kong City have been kidnapped by housing prices. Jiang Yingzhe wants to promote the development of land in Hong Kong City, so that people in Hong Kong City can have more houses to live in, and cheap shops and factories to rent. China's scientific and technological innovation provides the soil. This ideal is nothing less than great.

However, Xiao Ran knew that Jiang Yingzhe might only be wishful thinking.

Jiang Dongxian quickly called another friend, that is Yao Mingxiang, the media tycoon of Hong Kong City's news circle, and most of the media in Hong Kong City ate food from Yao's family.

If a war is to be waged in modern society, how can it be without the pioneers of public opinion.

Yao Mingxiang's joining announced the official start of a war between Hong Kong's established real estate capital and innovative entrepreneurs.

"It's okay for some guys to stay with two-legged sheep instead of doing good things," Jiang Dongxian said with a sneering and cold arc on the corner of his mouth, the scarlet cigar butts being snuffed out in the amber colored glass ashtray, "It's a pity that he doesn't understand that a good two-legged sheep is a good two-legged sheep that obeys the overall situation. It is not for the sake of letting the two-legged sheep ride on people's heads."

The author has something to say:

Seeing everyone's comments, I'm so happy that so many people like it, I feel like I've been revived again!

Then, about the setting of the plot, just say a few words.

Regarding Mu Nancheng throwing away the ring of the fourth brother, I know that everyone may find it difficult to accept emotionally, but this was done by Mr. Mu, and it must be something he would do, which is in line with his personality.

The biggest sticking point between Xiao Ran and Mu Nancheng does not lie in the fact that Fu Yuxing stands in the middle, the two of them have different fundamental standpoints.

The abuse will not be too cruel. In fact, I think the most abused part is about Fu Si's memories, which have basically passed away.

The fourth brother is very good, but the man is gone, and Xiao Ran still needs to live on. Mr. Mu can't live without Xiao Ran, and Mr. Mu will love Xiao Ran even more.

And Xiao Ran is a very transparent person, he won't take advantage of others when he will take advantage of it. He has his own logic, in fact, he will treat whoever is kind to him, and he will not deliberately talk to himself or others. Having trouble with Mu Nancheng, all of Xiao Ran's behavior patterns follow "If you treat me well, I will repay you; if you treat me badly, I will repay you."

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