Chapter 342

Nanjia Yanzi did not open his face and avoided Ruan Xiaomian's aggressive sight. "Everything I did was for nanjue. I am his mother..."

"Mother?" Ruan Xiaomian showed her eyebrows slightly, and there was a touch of mockery between her eyebrows. "All the sadness of nanjue is precisely because you are his mother."

If, like an ordinary mother, she can give nanjue the simplest happiness, without family interests, without the dispute between leaders, nanjue will not be hurt by Rosie.

If she had no class division and let nanjue fall in love freely, she would not have been separated from nanjue for five years, and nanjue would not have suffered for five years.

Of course, five years ago, it may have been Mo LAN, but she dares to swear, can she be alone?

"Ruan Xiaomian, you..."

"I know. You think I'm saying this very seriously."

Ruan Xiaomian's cold voice interrupts Nanjia Yanzi's words and chuckles.

"Think about it for yourself. What I'm saying is not true. In addition, I'm not interested in anything about your family. However, you provoked me first. It's only because you didn't say you killed me five years ago. Now I'm back. Nanjia Yanzi, you go back and tell Mo LAN that I won't step back this time, just like you protect your family It is to protect the feelings between me and nanjue. Let's see who is the winner in the end. "

With that, Ruan Xiaomian coldly retreats from the sight on Nanjia Yanzi's face, turns and leaves the garden.

Her back is so firm and powerful.

Nanjia Yanzi stares at Ruan Xiaomian's eyes, and the words just said by Ruan Xiaomian are echoed in his ears.

All nanjue's sorrow is precisely because she is nanjue's mother.

Is that really the case?

Does she really make nanjue sad?

……

Back in the bedroom, nanjue had finished washing and was sitting on the sofa in a black silk nightgown.

Ruan Xiaomian opened the door and looked at the night outside the window. He stood at the door and looked at nanjue quietly for a while. With a long breath, he went to the bedside and drew the curtain.

The dark night was shut out.

Ruan Xiaomian held the dark gold curtain tightly in his right hand. The curtain wrinkled, as if the wind had disturbed the water surface.

Heart, heavy.

In fact, up to now, she is not sure whether she is right or wrong.

The blue blood family, with hundreds of years of history, will be destroyed in her hands. She is not Mo LAN, not Nanjia Yanzi. Even if she kills, she can have no regrets.

But things can't be reversed She didn't want to rewind.

Ring……

A burst of cell phone rings, interrupted Ruan Xiaomian's thoughts.

She loosened the curtain and turned to watch nanjue pick up her cell phone and connect the phone.

"Chief, there are many media who want to interview you."

The family PR department has been bombarded by media calls from all over the world.

Jack, the manager of the public relations department, has experienced big waves, but this time, he is really unprepared, helpless and unable to block all the media for the leader.

Nanjue's eyes were dark, and he lowered his eyes slowly. He said faintly, "you hold a press conference for me, and I will draft a speech for you."

“……” After a meal, Jack nodded. "Yes, I'll get ready as soon as I choose."

Nanjue hung up.

Ruan Xiaomian stepped forward slowly, stopped behind the sofa and bent over to embrace nanjue.

The atmosphere in the bedroom seemed oppressive.

Nanjue thin lips light hook, a faint smile, raised his hand gently stroked Ruan small cotton around his neck arm, "what's the matter? Did your mother say anything to you? "

Ruan Xiaomian took a deep breath and buried his face in his arms.

"Nanjue, I love you. I love you very much."

Nanjue slightly side of the head, the rest of the light fell on Ruan Xiaomian's dark brown hair, "not enough."

He wants more than just love.

"I love you just as much as you love me." Ruan Xiaomian has a fever in her throat and her eyes are red.

She didn't know whether she was moved or what. Nanjue was willing to dissolve the family with a history of hundreds of years for her sake. It was just moving, which was not enough to describe her mood at the moment.

Her mood was too complicated to describe.

"That's about it." Nanjue was satisfied with a smile, raised his left hand and patted her head, "OK, have a rest early. Tomorrow we will leave here."

"Well." Ruan Xiaomian gave a loud reply, got up and went directly to the bathroom.

She took a deep breath and forced the tears around her eyes. She didn't want to let nanjue see his tears.

Ring……

There's another ring.

Nanjue knew that his cell phone would not be peaceful tonight or for a long time to come.

He looked up and glanced at the whole bedroom. In an instant, there were thousands of different tastes, good and bad, just like the whole family left him, there were good and bad.Now, he has made this decision, in fact, he does not know whether he will regret it in the future Although he always said that he would never regret what he had done.

But for now, at least, he is firm.

As for the future, as long as Ruan Xiaomian has been around him, he will not think about anything else.

His thoughts, his beliefs, will be that woman's.

……

The next morning.

"My Mrs. Moran, one thing..." Andre stands beside Molan's bed, looking embarrassed, and trying to stop talking.

Mo LAN stretched out his hand, supported by Andrea, rose slowly, "what's the matter? Go ahead. "

Andrea frowned and said in silence, "Madame Moran, you must be prepared."

Mo LAN finally realized the importance of the matter. She looked at Andrea with deep eyes. "What's the matter?"

"Yes It's like this, Madame Moran, the Marquis nanjue announced last night that To disband the family. " Andrea finally said it, as if with great courage.

“……” Mo LAN looks at Andrea in shock, unable to react for a long time.

She even suspected that her ear was broken.

She just took a nap Is this her dream?

"Madam..." Andre bent over. "The Marquis has made up his mind that this place will be demolished at seven o'clock tonight."

“……” Mo LAN still couldn't say a word, she really felt that she was dreaming, a nightmare.

"Madam..." Andre for a long time can not hear the voice of Mo LAN, some worried, gently called her.

"Call nanjue to see me." For a long time, Mo LAN finally spoke, his voice low and dignified.

"Yes, ma'am." Andrea nods and leaves Moran's bedroom.

Half an hour later, nanjue appeared in the living room of Molan.

Mo LAN has been groomed and dressed properly.

Seeing nanjue come in, she looks very cold and glares at nanjue. Her eyes are dark and turbulent, but the surface is very calm.

"I have already informed you. I will preside over the meeting at nine o'clock. I admit that you are the leader of the family, but you do not mean to dissolve the family. We will vote."

"Grandmother..."

"Don't call me grandmother." Mo LAN raised his hand, cold voice interrupted nanjue's words, "in your choice of that woman, I'm no longer your grandmother."

Nanjue heard the speech and frowned without a trace.

He looked at Mo LAN without expression, his heart was in pain, as if there was a knife in his heart.

But he looked so calm.

"If I did choose her, I would do more than that."

Mo LAN some unknown, so, looked up at the South Jue.

"This letter..." Nanjue took out the letter which was fragmented. Five years ago, Mo LAN handed it to him personally. "It was not written by Ruan Xiaomian. I already know it."

No one can keep him in the dark, at least not for the rest of his life.

Mo LAN smell speech a startle, double eyes tiny MI, "is Ruan Xiaomian tell you?"

Didn't Ruan Xiaomian say that she would not tell nanjue the truth five years ago?

"You think your grandson is useless, don't you? Yes, I'm useless. That's why you cheated me for five years

Said nanjue, with a cold smile.

Not because Ruan Xiaomian told him, but because that woman is really not good at lying.

PTSD, because in the month was kidnapped, so suffering from that disease, this bad reason, who will believe?

"It's for your own good, nanjue." Mo Lan's expression was stained with a touch of guilt.

She saw with her own eyes the suffering of her grandson for the past five years.

"For my good? Kill my beloved woman for my good? Do you know, grandmother? If I had known five years ago that Ruan Xiaomian was dead, I would not have lived alone. "

The reason why he has lived to this day is that this letter makes him firmly believe that Ruan Xiaomian just left him, betrayed him, and did not die.

"Nanjue, how could you have such an idea for a woman? You are from the blue blood family... "

"Yes, just because I'm from the blue blood family, I can't be with the woman I love, can I?" South Jue cold voice interrupts Mo Lan's words.

Because he is a member of the blue blood family, his shoulder carries the mission of the blue blood family

These words, he heard from childhood, really, very disgusting.

"It's because I'm a member of the blue blood family, so I hate the blue blood family. If you really resent it, blame me."

It has nothing to do with Ruan Xiaomian.

Maybe in the beginning, he decided for Ruan Xiaomian.

But when he knew the truth five years ago, he decided for himself.

He thought he would regret it, but if he didn't do it, he would regret it even more."Nanjue, what do you say?" Mo Lan's eyes were moist, and his voice trembled. He looked at nanjue in disbelief, "you You hate... "

"Yes, I hate the blue blood family. When I know the truth, I hate you even more. But you are my grandmother. Ruan Xiaomian doesn't want to embarrass me or make me sad. She doesn't want me to choose between you and her. Grandma, Ruan Xiaomian knows that I will suffer. What about you? When you made that decision, did you think that I would be very painful? Do you have any? "