I go north, you go south

A steady and deep voice came from the direction of the coffee shop door.

In just a second, Nan Zishu fell into a hug that was so familiar to her that she instantly felt at ease.

She turned her head in disbelief, and found that Ling Bei's gentle and gentle face was close at hand.

I saw him lightly patted her shoulder comfortingly, then leaned close to her ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "It's okay, everything is up to me."

Yeah, now, she has him.

"You are Mr. Ling?"

Looking at the uninvited man in front of him, Nan Heng tremblingly stood up.Anger and confusion flashed across his face one after another at first, but now it has completely evolved into consternation.

"Oh?" Ling Bei looked at him with interest gradually: "Mr. Nan still knows me?"

He only heard a sigh, but the lingering tone in his tone didn't diminish by half: "That's really a great honor."

"After all, you are still Shu Shu's father by blood. And I, who is a 'prospective son-in-law', haven't come to see him until now. This point, I am not thoughtful."

Ling Bei's words and sentences are impeccably polite.But if you observe his attitude carefully, you will immediately feel that every word he said seems to be beating.

Since Nan Heng self-righteously underestimated Nan Zishu, then he, Ling Bei, held her hands up to the sky.

On weekdays, he would not be willing to say a harsh word to his fiancée.What right do you, a father who has abandoned his wife and daughter, speak ill of her here?

If it were placed on other occasions, such a person would not need Ling Bei to go off in person to scold him.But it was about Nan Zishu, so he directly had "zero tolerance" for it.

"What did you say about your relationship with her?"

Nan Heng looked at the two people who were acting intimately in front of him in disbelief.

In anyone's eyes, their status would definitely be answered as "couple" or "young couple", but even so, Nan Heng still couldn't believe it stubbornly: "Nan Zishu is someone who has no one to discipline her."

"Please be careful!"

Seeing that Nan Heng's words became more and more rampant, Ling Bei frowned and interrupted him harshly.

And subconsciously protect Nan Zishu behind him.

"Nanheng, do you still have any conscience? Did you know that what you just said was your own daughter?"

His voice was not loud, but judging from his sudden change of address and gradually oppressive aura, Ling Bei was really angry.

"You think she's really helpless after her mother died? You think she's the kind of canary who voluntarily sells herself to get money, don't you?"

He only heard him chuckle, and there was an unprecedented murderous look in his expression: "The woman I have been holding in the palm of my hand, when will it be your turn to speak!?"

As he spoke, Ling Bei swept Nan Heng with an extremely sharp gaze.He was so frightened that he fell back to the seat behind him.

"Remembering your identity, I can give you three points of noodles and repeat it patiently."

Ling Bei seemed very satisfied with his reaction.He smiled disdainfully, and said word by word: "Nan Zishu, she is now my fiancée, the future young lady of the Ling family."

"Now, do you know the relationship between her and me?"

He purposely turned his head slightly to look at Nan Zishu, and his eyes instantly softened.

"Mr. Nan, what you need to remember is that she is someone you can't afford now."