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

Xiao Ran didn't know why, but still followed, he was a little dazed, he didn't notice that Mu Nancheng turned around suddenly, his forehead hit Mu Nancheng's jaw directly, and both of them let out a soft cry.

Xiao Ran covered his forehead, his first reaction was why Mu Nancheng is so tall, and is his chin made of iron?Why does it hurt so much to hit it!

Mu Nancheng was also angry and funny, he ignored himself and rubbed Xiao Ran's forehead:

"Such a conspicuous person can bump into him, when will this problem be corrected?"

Xiao Ran resentfully said:

"It was you who came to hit me."

"Don't you know that the car behind is solely responsible for the rear-end collision?"

Xiao Ran's eyes widened, is this the same as tailgating?

Mu Nancheng shook his head, looking very troubled,

"You are 20 years old, and you can't even walk well. I think you not only have a face recognition impairment, but also have insufficient motor nerves..."

"It's obvious that you were walking in front and blocking the way, and you asked me to follow and then turned around unexpectedly, how could you beat me up?" Xiao Ran was a little annoyed, and blurted out a mantra, "You have no morals!"

Mu Nancheng was stunned for a moment.

Song Xiaoran's memory is very good, he can never forget numbers and words, but he has a face recognition obstacle, he remembers faces by grabbing features and converting them into words or numbers by himself, for example, Mu Nancheng has many labels in his eyes now , sword eyebrows, inner double eyelids, narrow and long outline, high nose bridge, thin lips, sharp chin curve like a blade, imposing manner, strong sense of oppression, and aggressive.

Very recognizable, even the voice is unique, there is no second person who fits all the above characteristics in Xiao Ran's memory.

But Xiao Ran didn't know that he had seen Mu Nancheng when he was very young, before he could show his features to strangers.

That was 15 years ago.

At that time, the He family was in full bloom, Mr. He had just been transferred to the capital, and the cars in front of the door of the first-rank official were like flowing water and horses like a dragon. Almost everyone robbed their heads.

Mu Nancheng was 15 years old that year. Although Mu Jinhuai deprived him of his shares and drove their mother and son out of Lihu Manor because of the bad eyesight of outsiders, although he did not suffer from food and drink, but he wanted to have a better future. Very difficult.

Shen Fengyi tried her best to get an invitation from the He family. She planned to take Mu Nancheng to the He family, talk to He Qiao, and send Mu Nancheng abroad through the He family's face.

The He family was overcrowded that day, not to mention the reception hall, even the courtyard was full of people. Mu Nancheng was very thoughtful and had the particularly sensitive self-esteem of a boy of that age. Seeing Shen Fengyi trying to curry favor with He Qiao, he was overwhelmed again and again. When others interrupted, he felt extremely ashamed and angry, and those eyes full of deep meaning fell on him, which made him fidget like needles.

Several women gathered together and chattered, pointing at him from time to time with fingers painted in various colors of nail polish. They talked loudly without any scruples, and sometimes sympathized or mocked laughter:

"That's the son of Master Mu. He's already grown up, but he looks quite talented."

"It's a pity that fate is not good. I died early, and the Mu family has no part for him."

"That's why, this mother's family background is not good, and the son is also affected. If Shen Fengyi's family background is better, then the child will not be like this."

"What's the matter? I think that child is not bad!"

"It's not bad. With his uncles around, how can he stand a chance? This kid is useless!"

"Hey! Have you noticed? Why does Shen Fengyi keep walking around He Qiao today?"

"Maybe I need something from her? Don't borrow money!"

"It shouldn't be..."

……

Mu Nancheng couldn't stay any longer, he left the crowd but couldn't go far, so he wandered back and forth on the lawn in front of the He family compound, kicking stones in boredom.

For this group of people in the Nanjiang family, worshiping the high and stepping on the low is the most common thing. Mu Nancheng understood at a very young age that it is the eternal need of human beings to be happy to see others unlucky. The person who is luckier than you and happier than you will fall into the dust one day, and that sense of superiority is more than a hundred times greater than his own success.

There is a kind of inferiority complex and hatred soaked in the bone marrow, which is about to stir in my heart at the same time, and it turns into a ball of anger that cannot be vented, fermenting and expanding in my chest.

That child giggled and ran over at this time, holding a model airplane high in his hand, screaming "Wooooooo" all the way, his little red face was covered with sunshine, he was carefree and extremely happy up.

The smoldering fire in Mu Nancheng was ignited just like that. The courtyard of the He family was full of guests. Who could be more noble than the other? Such a happy child showing off wantonly in front of him?

A little radish head, wearing high-end private clothes made by famous designers all over his body. He is round and pink and tender. That airplane model is not a toy placed in a shopping mall, but the latest model that is about to be launched by a world-renowned airline. Models of models!

Jealousy and hatred flashed across Mu Nancheng's eyes. He lifted his long legs and blocked the child's running path. The child couldn't avoid it, so he bumped into it as a matter of course, bounced back like a small ball, and rolled to the ground .

Mu Nancheng raised his waist aggressively:

"Which family are you a kid from? How can you run around recklessly and bump into people? What's wrong with you!"

The child was stunned and sat on the ground, looking up at him.

Mu Nancheng didn't realize that the child was really beautiful until now, with big black eyes, a face like a red apple, and a small mouth that was slightly opened in surprise. He didn't cry, but he was so surprised that he seemed to have never seen him before. Such a bad guy deliberately knocked him down and scolded him!

Mu Nancheng knelt down, squeezed the child's tender face, and said with a vicious look on his face, "Are you a little dumb? You bumped into me, don't you know how to apologize? Didn't the adults teach you to say sorry at this time?"

Mu Nancheng doesn't know why he wants to make this child cry, maybe it's because he's too beautiful, maybe it's because he's too happy, maybe it's because he's too jealous, maybe it's because he has this sadistic pervert that destroys beauty in his bones Desire, he knew that he pinched the child with all his strength.

Immediately, half of the child's face became abnormally red and swollen, the small mouth bulged little by little, and the big eyes were filled with tears.

Cry, cry, Mu Nancheng thought almost joyfully, cry loudly, cry loudly, let this beautiful little face cry, let these noble and upper-class people know that the little prince they raised is as annoying as crying , the same dirty, the same ugly, no one is more noble than the other!

But Mu Nancheng was disappointed. The child did cry, but he didn't make a sound. He pursed his small lips, tears pooled in his eyes, slowly soaked through his iris, and then rolled down whole, like crystals. The diamonds shone brightly in the sun. He cried pitifully, charmingly, and so fucking cutely. He whimpered and complained to Mu Nancheng in a small voice:

"You have no morals!"

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Judging from Song Xiaoran's limited experience with Mu Nancheng, he feels that Mu Nancheng's nature is definitely not good. Xiao Ran has witnessed him attacking people twice. If it wasn't for Fu Yuxing's illness, he would never be with him. Such people come and go.

But before he went to country M to look for Mu Nancheng, in order to get to know him better and persuade him to donate his bone marrow, Xiao Ran did a more detailed investigation of Mu Nancheng, and felt that it was understandable that he would develop such a temperament.

A young man who lost the shade of his parents prematurely, facing a group of scheming uncles who are short-hearted, deep in the city, ruthless methods, and a rock-solid heart are indispensable. If his will and wrists are a little weak, he may not survive. to today.

Song Xiaoran's childhood was smooth and smooth, and then there was a sudden change in his family. For a long time, he felt as if he had fallen into purgatory. He knew how terrible it was to be immersed in a muddy pond, so he admired those who climbed step by step from the deep ditch with their own strength. people who come out.

It's just that Xiao Ran felt at this moment that he probably overestimated Mu Nancheng's ability to manage emotions and control himself.

A person in power who has a net worth of billions and a huge business empire, even if he can't show his emotions and anger, he shouldn't laugh like this. It seems that he is about to lose his footing, right?

Xiao Ran reluctantly "borrowed" one of his shoulders to support Mu Nancheng. He didn't know what was so funny about his words, which could make Mu Nancheng laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Mu Nancheng shook his head while laughing, his deep black eyes were filled with bright smiles, and the brilliance flowed.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Li Ran's cheek. He wanted to squeeze it hard, but he had no strength to laugh. This pinch was more like touching. Sure enough, Xiao Ran was unhappy. He took a step back, and Mu Nancheng lost the tenderness on Li Ran's shoulder. The brace staggered forward a bit, but he was still laughing.

Such continuous laughter that would never stop even if the sea dry up and rocks rotted made this teasing touch lose the color of love, so Xiao Ran didn't get angry. He endured it for a long time, and finally tilted his head and asked:

"Mr. Mu, what are you laughing at?"

Mr. Mu was going crazy laughing.

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