Chapter 45 Good Gifts

Li Jialan's face showed a gimmish smile.

How can the people who indirectly killed her have a happy Spring Festival?

If you hurt people and have blood on your hands, how can you tolerate them living a free life without guilt?

The next afternoon, Li Jialan sat leisurely on the sofa drinking coffee. It's cold outside, but the expression on her face is super warm.

"It's strange, why are you in such a good mood today?" Nan Xinyue can't see Li Jialan's happy person in this house.

"Why are you in a bad mood? Is your sister in a bad mood? What's wrong? Has anyone missed an appointment? Or is there no one to send you roses again? Li Jialan raised her eyebrows and looked at Nan Xinyue with a slightly provocative look. Her pocket money these days has been spent on sending roses to Nan Xinyue. Thinking about it, she is really a loss. She is so kind to send Nan Xinyue roses, but she will only be grateful to the guy named Xie Xuanye.

However, Li Jialan smiled proudly. In the past two days, she no longer invited the flower shop to send flowers to Nan Xinyue, which is quite effective. The eldest lady of the Nan family has been like a cucumber in the past two days.

"You dead girl, give you a good face one day, and you don't know what's good or bad. If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to uncover the tiles." Nan Xinyue picked up a pillow and toss it to Li Jialan's face.

Li Jialan raised her hand to catch the pillow and smiled sweetly, "My sister still loves me. She knows that I'm tired to sit down. Give me a cushion."

"Bah, why are you so shameless?" Nanxin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. When did this girl learn this annoying ability?

Li Jialan returned Nan Xinyue with a big smile, "I learned from my sister. I'm far worse than my sister?"

Nan Xin was about to curse Li Jialan when the servant suddenly ran in from the outside in a panic and looked ugly. Miss, Miss..."

"What's wrong? What are you panicking about? Nan Xinyue frowned and scolded the servant.

What's the panic? It should be a happy thing for someone to give a gift. Why should you panic? A cunning smile flashed from the corners of Li Jialan's mouth.

That night, the Nan family fell into an extremely gloomy atmosphere, with crackling firecrackers outside. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival was strong, but there were not only no firecrackers, but also no laughter, only hellish silence.

The servants can dodge and can't hide. They stand tremblingly in the corner, afraid that they will become the most unlucky one. During this big festival, they will become the cannon fodder of the master's family.

"Madam, the master is back." A servant told him that sitting on the sofa, his ugly face was like Hua Yanling, a female ghost.

As soon as Nanjing Sheng entered the living room, Hua Yanling immediately rushed up from the sofa, picked up the special gift specially sent on the coffee table, and threw it to Nanjing Sheng.

"What is this?" Nanjing Sheng was almost hit by the wooden box and looked at Hua Yanling angrily. He didn't know what the woman was going crazy about.

"Look at the good New Year's goods sent to you by your wild son." Hua Yanling has become much more restrained and mute since she tore her face with Nan Jingsheng, but at this moment, her energy is undoubtedly exposed.

Nan Jingsheng looked down at the wooden box that fell to the ground. At this time, the lid and the box body were separated and lay on the floor respectively. He looked at it for a long time and didn't see what it was. It was not until he put the lid back on the box body that he suddenly realized that his face suddenly changed greatly and shouted, "Who got this?"

"Who else can there be? It's your wild son..." "He was probably afraid that you would suddenly die and have no time to show you filial piety, so he prepared the urn in advance..."

"What...what..." Nanjing Sheng covered his chest and his face turned blue.

Li Jialan, who listened in the room on the second floor, gently closed the door with a strange smile on his face.

Nanjing has a heart attack. Nan Xinyi's heart disease is inherited from him.

This Spring Festival, the Nan family is really lively this time.

Let their Li family not be reunited to celebrate the Spring Festival, so how can the Nan family?

Also, Wen Ruoru - Li Jialan gritted her teeth slightly. Don't hide. Show up for me. If you hide, how can I take revenge?

The whole country celebrates the Spring Festival, but the Nan family is not happy to celebrate the Spring Festival.

I also spent New Year's Eve in the hospital.

The Nan family and another handsome man.

May be bored, or for another reason, after surviving the twelve o'clock bell, Li Jialan walked to the ward and walked to the end of the corridor to see the fireworks.

It can make her enemies live a very unhappy life, and she is very happy.

The smile at the corners of Li Jialan's mouth is as gorgeous as the fireworks in the sky. It's just that the corners of her eyes slide down tears. Under the fireworks, the tears are crystal clear and bright like diamonds.

Listening to the footsteps in the corridor, Li Jialan hurriedly wiped away her tears, looked back and saw Hua Yanling's mother and daughter walking towards the elevator. They are going home.

"Xinyi, you can also go back with your aunts. Dad has me here." The speaker is Wen Ruoru. Since receiving the news that Nanjing was hospitalized with a heart attack, he has appeared. Hua Yanling gritted his teeth and hated him. This time, he finally let Hua Yanling catch the handle and scolded Wen Ruoru fiercely by receiving the urn. How unpleasant it is to say.

In the face of Hua Yanling's scolding, Wen Ruoru's forbearance was actually unusual. No matter how fierce Hua Yanling scolded, he didn't reply a word, and he always kept a faint, elegant and charming smile on his face.

In the end, in the face of Nanjing Sheng, he just said a faint sentence. That's not what I did. Believe it or not, I will only give you this sentence.

After all, it was a blood relative. When Nanjing Sheng faced the urn, the first was shocked to see the urn, and the second was that he lost his mind by Hua Yanling's scolding. When he calmed down, he immediately understood that all this should be done by someone.

Who would do this?

Nan Jingsheng's first thought of was the Li family, but he immediately denied that no one in the world knew Wen Ruoru's real relationship with him except Hua Yanling.

Even if Li Jialan was jointly designed by him and Wen Ruoru into the trap, he didn't know. What's more, since the incident of the Li family, Li Jialan has not appeared again. I don't know whether it is missing or dead. Well, it would be best if you die. Li Jun and his wife sent white-haired people to black-haired people, and I don't know how smelled it was.

The only suspect is Hua Yanling. Since he tore his face with her that day, he also knew that it was inevitable that the couple had different dreams in the same bed and had two hearts. I just didn't expect Hua Yanling to be so vicious that he would curse him to die.

In the first half of his life, he abandoned his wife for this woman and endured humiliation under her ** power for more than 20 years. He has been accommodating her and tolerant of her. Unexpectedly, he would finally change the heart of a poisonous scorpion like her. It seems that he really needs to consider whether to continue to spend the rest of his life with a poisonous snake in the future.

On the surface, Nanjing Sheng did not show trust in Wen Ruoru's words, let alone stop Hua Yanling's humiliation of Wen Ruoru, but only showed his serious weakness and helplessness.

It suddenly occurred to him that this was a good opportunity for his son to return to his life.

Although the family relationship has been estranged for so many years, he knows how much the same blood on them plays a role from Wen Ruoru's obedient words. The biological one is the biological one. Even if you beat, scold and neglect, you can't cut off the blood that can't be removed. On the contrary, it is not his own. No matter how good he is to her and has been raised for so many years, he is at most a white-eyed wolf who will never be familiar with him. This last judgment was given by Nan Jingsheng to Nan Xinyue.

It's also at a critical moment that you can see what is a real relative? Things that can be copied or produced infinitely are never the most precious, such as a wife. There can be many women in a man's life. As long as you are willing to, you can rotate different women to sit, as long as you have the ability. Women can change, but what about children? As the old saying goes, the wife is someone else's good, and the son is his own.

Looking at the eyes, Nanjing Sheng once again affirmed that many old sayings are very reasonable.

Nan Xinyue, the wild seed he raised for others, and his mother Yecha's wife, had some true feelings for him when he was sick, and now it is clear.

At this moment, only his two biological children are concerned about him.

Seeing Wen Ruoru and Nan Xinyi, two half-sisters, although they met for the first time in their life, they looked quite harmonious, and Nan Jingsheng smiled happily at the corners of his mouth.