Nan jiateng was naturally nervous and on guard. If his father wanted to kill a person, it was the simplest thing to let a person die quietly.
Moreover, Cha Qing Luo's family could not compete with the Nan family.
Nan jiateng thought of Cha Qing Luo's happy smile and his eyes flashed.
He wanted to protect that smile, to protect that joy.
Nan jiateng didn't want his father to see his emotions.
However, his father was someone who had walked through a storm of blood. How could he not see through his emotions? even if there was the slightest change in him, his father would know.
Nan jiateng's hands, which were by his sides, were clenched into fists.
His entire body was tense.
In fact, from the beginning when Cha Qing Luo appeared in front of him, he had been restraining himself, restraining all his emotions.
However, Cha Qing Luo still forced her way into his world, making him unable to fight back.
After that, he slowly let go of his heart.
