"Other than the fu family, no one else would dare to treat you like this."
He xihuai didn't expect that he would have to tell such a big lie in order to win over a little girl in this life.
Forget it. Lying had become a habit anyway, so it was not difficult.
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes, so no one could see the surging emotions and self-restraint hidden in her eyes.
I've told you before, only the pentagram can protect you. As long as you agree, the fu family can't do anything to you.
Wen Qiao clenched her fists and after a long while, she finally said, " "You can't control me."
She only said this one sentence, and the stone in he xihuai's heart was put down.
If she wavered, then there was hope.
"I will not control you. Everything will be done according to your own will."
Wen Qiao looked up at him. I don't understand why you've chosen me. What's so special about me? "
"Don't you know what's so special about you? Do you know how high your IQ is? I've always liked smart people, and you, not only do you have a high IQ, as long as you want to do something, there's nothing that can't be done. You're even very good at fighting. You're an all-rounder, just like me, only someone like you is worthy of being my successor."
As for Ling ning, that was the second-best choice the previous personality had made when he couldn't find a suitable candidate.
If there was a better one, of course, he would choose a better one.
Ling ning:
All these years of hard work had gone to waste!
Finally, Wen Qiao relented. then what do I need to do? " she asked.
The corners of he xihuai's mouth curled up. you don't need to do anything. Instead, there will be many people helping you.
"I know."
I'll Take You There tomorrow, " he xihuai said. I'll Take You There tomorrow.
"Isn't the pentagram overseas?"
there's one both in and out of the country. The pentagram has long been slowly transferred back to the country.
"Oh," Wen Qiao nodded.
The news of Wen Qiao's willingness to inherit he xihuai's pentagram reached Fu Nanli's ears the next day.
He was really in a meeting at the office. There were many meetings at the end of the year. Ye minqiu realized that her son had become a workaholic again. It was even more exaggerated than before. He almost slept in the office.
When the meeting ended, Fu Nanli received a text message.
Ye minqiu saw the veins on the back of her son's hands popping out and his knuckles turning white from clenching his fists. Her heart felt heavy.
Fu Nanli stood up with his phone in hand. Ye minqiu called out to him, " "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Nanli stood at the door of the meeting room, saying nonchalantly without turning his head, " "I'm fine."
He didn't look for Wen Qiao, but went to the Xiaotang Mountain Club at night, drinking alone in silence.
"I heard that her company, Nan Qiao, has been in a lot of trouble recently," Qin bei said carefully.
Fu Nanli tightened his grip on the wine glass in his hand. "So, she thinks that the fu family is going against her, so she found someone to protect her, right?"
Qin bei didn't dare to continue.
I've checked. Old master didn't do anything. The fu family didn't do anything. Perhaps he xihuai directed and acted on his own just to make miss Wen feel embarrassed.
"That's enough, Yingluo."
Fu Nanli didn't want to hear any of this, and Qin bei immediately silenced him.
Qin bei left the room, leaving Fu Nanli alone in the room. The sky was dark, and he was drinking wine glass after glass.
Qin bei was anxious. His young master had not eaten anything. He was only drinking. If he kept drinking like this, it would hurt his stomach.
He couldn't help but give Wen Qiao a call. The voice on the other end was still calm and cold.
"Is there something?"
after our young master found out that you were willing to inherit he xihuai's pentagram, he kept drinking.
Silence. There was a long silence.
"He didn't eat and only drank. No one dared to persuade him. If he continued to drink like this, it would hurt his stomach."
Wen Qiao clenched her fists and said indifferently,"you should persuade him." &Nbsp;
miss Wen, you know that other than you, no one else can persuade him.
Wen Qiao hung up the phone immediately, worried that she couldn't help but show her concern for him.
Qin bei cursed into the phone and mustered his courage to knock on the door. His young master was already drunk and drowsy.
"Young master, let's go home."
Fu Nanli's face turned pale, and he collapsed onto the sofa.
"I can't do anything to her. I can't do anything at all."