“Except for the Fu family, no one dares to do this to you.”
He Xihuai had never expected that in this life, he would need to tell such a big lie in order to win over a little girl.
Forget it. Lying has become a habit now, so it’s not difficult.
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes, so no one could see the turbulence and restraint hidden in her eyes.
“I told you, only the Pentagram can protect you. As long as you agree, the Fu family can’t do anything to you.”
Wen Qiao clenched his fists, and after a while, he finally spoke in silence: "You can't control me."
She only said this one sentence, and He Xihuai felt relieved.
She is shaken, which means there is hope.
"I will never control you. Everything will be done according to your own wishes."
Wen Qiao looked up at him: "I don't understand why you chose me, what's so special about me?"
"Don't you know what's so special about you? Do you know how high your IQ is? I always like smart people, and you, not only have a very high IQ, but you can succeed in anything you want to do, and you're even very skilled. You're an all-rounder, just like me. Only someone like you is worthy of being my successor."
As for Ling Ning, he was the second best choice made by the previous personality when there was really no other candidate.
If there is a better one, of course choose the better one.
Ling Ning: …
All these years of hard work have been in vain!
Finally, Wen Qiao let go: "So what do I need to do?"
He Xihuai raised the corner of his mouth: "You don't need to do anything, on the contrary, there will be many people to help you."
"knew."
He Xihuai added: "I'll take you to see it tomorrow."
"Isn't the Pentagram abroad?"
"It's both domestic and foreign. The Pentagram has long been slowly transferred back to China."
Wen Qiao nodded: "Oh."
The news that Wen Qiao was willing to inherit He Xihuai's pentagram reached Fu Nanli's ears the next day.
He was really in a meeting at the company. There were many meetings at the end of the year. Ye Minqiu found that her son had become a workaholic again recently, even more exaggerated than before, and almost slept in the company.
At the end of the meeting, Fu Nanli received a text message.
Ye Minqiu saw that the veins on the back of her son's hands were exposed and his knuckles were clenched white, and she felt a little heavy.
Fu Nanli stood up holding his phone, and Ye Minqiu called him: "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Nanli stood at the door of the conference room, without turning back, and said indifferently: "It's okay."
He did not go to find Wen Qiao, but went to Xiaotangshan Club at night and drank alone.
Qin Bei said cautiously: "I heard that her Nanqiao company has been in trouble recently."
Fu Nanli clenched the wine glass in his hand: "So she thought that the Fu family was targeting her, so she found someone to protect her, right?"
Qin Bei didn't dare to say anything.
"I checked. The old man didn't make any move. Those moves were not made by the Fu family. Perhaps He Xihuai directed and acted them out himself, just to make Miss Wen..."
"enough… "
Fu Nanli didn't want to hear this, so Qin Bei immediately stopped him from talking.
Qin Bei left, and Fu Nanli was the only one left in the room. It was dark, and he was drinking glass after glass of wine.
Qin Bei was extremely anxious outside. The young master hadn't eaten anything and was just drinking. Drinking like this would hurt his stomach.
He couldn't help but call Wen Qiao, and the voice from the other end was still calm and indifferent.
"What's up?"
“Our young master has been drinking since he knew that you were willing to inherit He Xihuai’s pentagram.”
Silence, a long silence at the other end.
"He didn't eat anything, he just drank. No one dared to persuade him to drink like this. It would hurt his stomach..."
Wen Qiao clenched his fist and said calmly: "You try to persuade him."
"Miss Wen, you know that no one can persuade him except you."
Wen Qiao hung up the phone directly, worried that she would not be able to help but care about him.
Qin Bei cursed softly into the phone, then mustered up the courage to knock on the door and go in. His young master was already half drunk.
"Master, go home."
Fu Nanli's face turned pale and he fell on the sofa.
"I can't do anything to her, nothing at all."
(End of this chapter)