Organize the things in the room.
A few minutes later, the door was knocked.
Yan Zhixu got up, walked to the door, opened the door with one hand, and leaned against the door casually.
Seeing the person at the door, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his standing posture remained the same, ruffian.
She nodded and said hello, "Uncle."
The man standing at the door was wearing a hand-made black suit, his leather shoes were polished, and even his tie was meticulously tied without any wrinkles.
"Um."
Nan Jinchuan's indifference and refusal from thousands of miles away loosened a bit, and the cold light around him silently subsided.
Seeing the little dumpling being carried by him, staring at her viciously, he asked casually, "Uncle, what's the matter?"
His indifferent eyes fell on Nan Zelin with a serious expression, "I heard that he hurt you today."
He has been immersed in the workplace for many years, and he has been infected with a strong sense of oppression.
Obviously not angry, just a sentence, but people can't control the heart trembling.
Yan Zhixu is not afraid, his expression is indifferent, and the ruffian and arrogant are not deliberately restrained, "A little injury."
Nan Jinchuan grabbed Xiao Tuanzi by the back collar and held him up in front of Yan Zhixu.
His eyes were sharp, not like a loving father at all, "Apologize to your cousin."
The tone of voice is cold, there is no room for negotiation, and the opening is an unquestionable order.
Nan Zelin felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to respond weakly, "Dad, I already apologized today."
As he spoke, he glanced at the woman in front of him from the corner of his eyes.
I really hate it, and it makes the house mess up.
"I didn't hear it."
"Apologize again in front of me."
Nan Jinchuan's figure is as tall and straight as a pine and cypress, and just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression.
Nan Zelin's heart choked, his innocent face almost broke.
I don't dare to disobey my father's words, and I'm afraid of being thrown out to pick up **** and beg for a living.
With a sincere attitude, he bowed and apologized, "Cousin, I'm sorry, please forgive your dear cousin."
Yan Zhixu did not speak out immediately.
Looking at the little dumpling, this little guy is still a bully and afraid of hardship.
The eldest uncle has a very high status in the younger cousin's heart. It's like a mouse seeing a cat. He doesn't have the ability to resist.
A few minutes passed.
Nan Zelin's bent waist was already sore, but he still didn't dare to straighten up without authorization.
Just when the little cousin couldn't take it anymore, Yan Zhixu stopped watching the play and said in a low voice, "Well, get up, don't be so stupid next time."
There are many ways to calculate people, but betting on your own health is foolish, especially when you don't know your opponent's true strength.
Nan Zelin smiled, "Thank you cousin for reminding me, I won't do it next time."
He apologized on his lips, but there was a faint hint of disgust in his eyes.
Yan Zhixu easily noticed it, looked at him and gave a low smile.
He is a big kid, and his acting skills are good, but he still needs more training.
Yan Zhixu was in good spirits and didn't expose him, "It's better this way."
It's actually quite interesting to watch the glutinous rice dumplings that used to be well-behaved and sweet-hearted turn into ferocious black-hearted dumplings, and their combat power is on the rise.
"..."
Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Nan Jinchuan's keen insight noticed the flash of darkness in Nan Zelin's eyes.
"Axu, if you are injured, you should rest."
He wasn't very good at expressing his sincerity, so he simply cared about Yan Zhixu, raised his feet and left, "Come with me to the study."
Nan Zelin felt aggrieved and followed up obediently.