Ning An turned back stiffly, watching the tall figure walking towards her, and wanted to hold her hand naturally and familiarly.
She was pulled behind by a strong force, cutting off her and Nangong's sight.
The aura carried a sense of oppression that could not be resisted. Nangong looked at the person in front of him in surprise. Why was this unignorable hostility in his eyes?
The possessiveness he showed toward Ning An made him feel unhappy, as if he had some fatalistic feeling of hostility. He actually disliked the young man in front of him.
The two sets of gazes were confronting each other in the air, both with unyielding momentum.
The atmosphere was a little stalemate...
Ning An stuck his head out in embarrassment, his eyes turning back and forth between the two of them.
"How about... let's go eat first? I'm a little hungry. What do you want to do after eating?"
The two of them felt as if the thorns in their bodies had been smoothed away, and Nangong's moist eyes showed a warm light.
"Okay, let's eat first. I know that the chef here came from Xindu, and it is said that his craftsmanship is better than elsewhere."
"I didn't say we wanted to eat together." There was a thorn in the cold words.
Nangong remained unmoved, as if he didn't hear anything, and just stared at Ning An.
"An'er, do you want to eat together?"
Suddenly both eyes fell on her, and she felt the atmosphere of the Shura Field...
Nangong stared at her with his clear and watery eyes, and she could not say no. He was always so gentle and decent, considering her feelings, and would not give her a sense of oppression. He would only ask her for her opinion gently, like a calm sea. Spring water has no waves but can tolerate everything about her.
She ignored the cold look and nodded with a smile.
The scene of Nangong and her smiling at each other deeply hurt Ning Yu's eyes...
She is really his good sister, doesn't she care about his feelings at all? He felt that his patience had reached its limit, and he didn't know if he could control the violent factor suppressed in his heart if he stayed any longer. He took a deep breath and said mockingly, "Then I won't disturb my sister."
"Sister, don't let him touch you." He leaned close and whispered in Ning An's ear.
Looking at Ning An's pale cheeks for a moment, struggle and pity flashed alternately in his eyes, and finally turned into indifference and turned away.
The lobby manager on the side wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stepped forward to smooth things over.
"You two should go to the box first, Mr. Qiang is still waiting."
Ning An calmed down and suppressed her inner uneasiness. When she heard these words, her eyes flashed. Sure enough, she had specially arranged an appointment with them here. She wanted to know what this person wanted to do.
They were taken to a hidden box on the second floor, where a fat and greasy middle-aged man was already waiting for them.
He was wearing an extremely unreasonable suit, and the shirt underneath could not cover his fat belly. He was breathing tight, and his hair had been smeared with countless amounts of oil, and it was shining with greasy water on his fat head. , and also wore a gold necklace around his neck. Abnormally rude behavior. Ning An frowned. She didn't expect that the person in charge of Jiuyue International had such a face. She keenly felt the sparkle in his eyes when he saw her, and he glanced at her up and down.
This feeling made her very uncomfortable, Nangong quietly whispered in her ear,
"This person is Jiuyue who came here unexpectedly three years ago. Everyone on the street calls him Lao Qiang. I don't know where he suddenly made a fortune, and he acquired Jiuyue International all at once. I heard that there is someone above him who is a dangerous person."
"Master Nangong, Miss Ning...this dish is specially prepared for you today. Try it to see if it suits your taste."
The man's throat seemed to have a lump of old phlegm stuck in it. It was hoarse and unpleasant, and it felt uncomfortable to listen to his voice.
Ning An sat up slightly and said, "Eating is not the purpose of coming here today. Since you invited us here, you probably have other purposes. Let's just talk about it."
"Hahahaha, Miss Ning is really quick to talk, so I won't beat around the bush. I heard that everyone is interested in the land behind Jiuyue, but as for the price... it still needs to be discussed. I want to ask the Nangong family and the Ning family. What are the chips?" Ning An raised his slender fingers and made a sign of 4.
The man waved his hand, "It's too low... The Ouyang family's bid is much higher than this."
Nangong saw that his appetite was not small, so he spoke calmly,
"Mr. Qiang, four points from the Ning family is already a lot. If our Nangong family, I'm afraid we wouldn't even give you these four points..."
There was strength in his words that Ning An had never seen before.
"Then there's no need to talk. I thought that the Nangong family and the Ning family would be more generous than others because of their marriage, but I didn't expect that they would be less generous than the Ouyang family."
Ning An raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he was so greedy that the snake ate the elephant. No matter how valuable the land was, it would never be worth more than what she had quoted, and the Ouyang family would not be taken advantage of. Ning Yu had already told her on the way here.
If this land, which the government planned to use for building a highway, had not been taken over before they did, the money she would get in the end might not even be one-third of what she quoted.
This old strong man wants to gain wealth through danger, but he doesn't even see if he has the ability to survive...
She recalled the disdainful and downcast look of the young man in the car, and at this moment they seemed to resonate with each other.
Ning An glanced at Lao Qiang contemptuously,
"Oh? Let's just talk if we don't have to. We're here to eat. I'm afraid Mr. Qiang wants to talk to the Ouyang family more."
When Lao Qiang heard this, the loose fat on his face trembled and he cast a fierce look at her. Unfortunately, the girl didn't take it seriously and turned to leave after speaking.
Nangong left after her, and there was the sound of broken dishes inside... He followed Ning An, glancing at her from time to time, as if he wanted to say something.
"Nangong," Ning An suddenly heard the footsteps, "Does the Nangong family have to take over this project?"
Nangong raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't expect her to say this. Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, he didn't want to avoid the question.
"An'er, my dad values this land, but the Nangong family and the Ning family will eventually become one family. I can persuade dad to give up and I won't embarrass you." Yes, if their two families really get married , then all resources can be shared, there is nothing wrong with this...
Ning An thought she should be happy because she lost a competitor, but she felt a little depressed in her heart, as if she was blocked by something. She didn't know what was wrong with her...
"However, I remember that you would not be involved in these things in the past, and Uncle Ning did not want you to get involved." Nangong was persuasive. He remembered that Ning Zefeng had said to him that he only hoped that Ning'an could be safe and healthy.
"People change, I just don't want to be like before." Ning An unnaturally raised his fingers, a little vague.
Nangong didn't miss her move, and his eyes dimmed. This was her unique little move. Whenever she didn't want to say or wanted to hide something, she would always wring her fingers unconsciously... His An'er seemed to have changed. .