Chapter 425: All white-eyed wolves

Chapter 425 is all white-eyed wolves

Nan Kang pulled a cushion and put it on the sofa, and sat down without caring whether it was moldy or not.

This is much cleaner than that pile of garbage.

But after Nanhao realized the environment in the house, it was even more unbearable for him to live in such a place like a pig's nest all day long.

He took a sip of the wine resentfully, and threw the jar aside in anger. He didn't expect Murong Qiao to be so disrespectful to him today.

But Nankang also found out because of being beaten that this white-eyed wolf daughter had no intention of helping him at all.

But if you don’t have money, it’s a big hole. If Murong Qiao can’t get it, you can only play other people’s ideas.

Nankang naturally thought of Nanxuan.

There was a sound from the door, faintly like the sound of a lock being unlocked.

Nan Xuan, who Nankang was thinking about just now, opened the door and walked in at this moment.

"...I'll come back to get things." Nan Xuan said lightly.

He didn't look at Nankang more, his indifferent expression seemed to be that the two were unfamiliar with each other.

Nan Xuan planned to go to the room he lived in before, but seeing the garbage environment in front of him, which was almost impossible to move, and the disgusting smell when he came in, he still frowned faintly to suppress the disgust in his heart.

But Nankang was looking at Nanxuan with bright eyes, as if seeing the money falling into his pocket in a second.

Nan Kang stood up, "Wait a minute."

"..." Nanxuan stood still, looking at him expressionlessly.

Nan Kang curled his lips, "It happens that the money has been spent recently, so you should still have a lot of money?"

It was a questioning tone, but the attitude of asking for money was just as it should be. Nanxuan looked down at Nankang's hand stretched out in front of him, but only saw the words "delicious and lazy".

"I have no money." Nan Xuan was too lazy to talk to him.

He didn't even want to ask how the money he had left before was consumed so quickly. Nanxuan's understanding of Nankang and the floor full of wine bottles were enough to explain everything.

He took a step to the side, intending to bypass Nankang and leave directly, but Nankang grabbed his clothes.

"No money? You think I'm a fool!" Nankang yelled roughly.

It's okay for Murong Qiao to know what's good or bad. Nanxuan's attitude towards him now directly angered Nankang.

The son would never beat Lao Tzu, Nankang grabbed his son harshly, and didn't believe a word of his lack of money.

Nan Kang scolded a few words, "You think I don't know how many jobs you have?"

When they lived together before, Nankang was not stupid, and naturally knew the situation of Nanxuan's part-time job.

"Son." Nankang suddenly softened his tone, "I've thought it through recently, I can't go down like this again."

"I want to reopen the company, and then try to get in touch with old friends from the past, and we will definitely be able to go back to the past." Nankang asked for money as an excuse.

He lowered his posture and tried to put on a sincere expression, trying to impress Nanxuan with this.

But Nanxuan is no longer the Nanxuan who respected his father in the beginning.

Nan Xuan had no expression on his face, he just repeated again, "I said I have no money, believe it or not."

What kind of people haven't seen him working part-time these days?

Whether Nankang really repented, or if he was lying, Nanxuan could tell at a glance.

Besides, if Nanxuan has money, he will naturally give some to Nankang, but the problem is that he just returned the operation fee to his sister some time ago, and his part-time savings have been emptied, let alone the extra money to Nankang.

"Okay," Nan Kang laughed angrily at Nan Xuan's attitude.

He gritted his teeth and was about to hit Nanxuan, convinced that Nanxuan didn't want to give him money, and he didn't even want to find an excuse.

Seeing his favorite and most valued eldest son's attitude towards him now, Nankang, who was in a hurry, raised his hand to hit someone without even thinking about it.

He cursed. "You are a white-eyed wolf just like that bastard!"

"If I hadn't made offerings to you at the beginning, you would have died in which corner you would have died! Really think you can do it yourself!"

"I should have strangled Murong Yan if I knew it earlier, how did you give birth to something like you, ungrateful white-eyed wolf, who drank blood and ate meat and grew up forgetting about me..."

The whole room was filled with Nankang's angry voice.

Nanxuan originally planned to leave, but when he heard Nankang scolding his sister and his mother, he turned around immediately.

He dodged Nankang to push him, and hit his father's face with a punch for the first time. The force was so strong that he directly bent Nankang and fell into the garbage dump.

"What qualifications do you have to mention your sister? You killed your mother! You are the real murderer!"

Nanxuan stared at Nankang with red eyes, "Do you still have the face to talk about Qiaoqiao?"

Nan Kang was taken aback by this punch, the whole world was spinning, he drank alcohol, and looked at Nan Xuan with double images.

But Nanxuan beat him up, Nankang realized that he felt great anger in his heart.

He stood up staggeringly, "Do you dare to hit your father?"

Feeling the warmth flowing from the end of his nose, Nankang wiped his face, saw the redness in his palms, and the string in his heart was broken, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Nanxuan's collar.

But Nanxuan didn't follow his tricks, and took a step back to directly distance themselves from each other.

Nankang's self-important father's majesty disappeared at Nanxuan's place.

He looked at this rotten person who was worse than a beggar in front of him, and he felt ridiculous in his heart, especially when he saw Nankang swearing and blaming him, Murong Qiao, and even his mother, the last thing in Nanxuan's heart The respect given to the father was also worn away.

The light in Nan Xuan's eyes gradually turned cold, "It has nothing to do with Qiao Qiao that you have fallen to this point today."

Based on Nankang's ability, he is like a piece of mud that can't be settled, so Nanxuan doesn't find it strange at all.

I don’t know how to clean up the garbage, and I don’t know how to go to work to make money. I just lie at home like a useless person all day, drinking and talking big, and only ask for money. This kind of Nankang has long been rotten.

"Oh? You will still defend her. Why, did she give you money or benefit you? You two are really together—" Nankang sneered, looking at his eldest son ironically.

"One and both fucking..."

Nankang, who was burning with anger, ignored his identity, seeing that Nanxuan was still helping Murong Qiao to speak, he was anxious at that time.

He couldn't handle the security guards when he was beaten today, and he couldn't scold his son?

Nan Xuan took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, the hand holding the doorknob tightly clenched his veins, and tried his best not to fight Nankang

Nanxuan suddenly felt extremely ironic, he was even laughing.

"Did you care about anything other than drinking?"

"When you see me, you know you want money. If you ask for money, you go drinking, squandering and having fun, and when you get home, you fall asleep and do nothing..."

Nanxuan counted his deeds in detail, but then changed the topic. "When Nan Jin was hospitalized, you didn't go to see it once."

"That's right, you probably don't know that Nan Jin is still sick, after all, you only care about whether the little money is enough for you to drink two more glasses of wine." He added on his own.

"In this situation, if I find a lawyer, I can't sever the relationship, Nankang."

"Don't overdo it."

The unfamiliarity of calling her full name and the final warning showed Nanxuan's bottom line.

He is still willing to take care of Nankang and give him some money, all out of morality.

Otherwise, according to Nankang, the landlord would have kicked him out a long time ago, but the rent paid by Nanxuan was not bad, which gave Nankang a place to sleep in a small dwelling.