Su Lixiu was very anxious, even her voice was trembling.

"He had a fight with a classmate in an Internet cafe and went to the police station. That child belongs to... the Ji family. We can't afford to offend him in Hong Kong City, and we don't know if the other party is willing to reconcile."

Nan Huan suddenly heard the word "Ji family", her face instantly turned pale, she pursed her lips, and something popped into her head: Meng Lanhui's husband's family name was Ji.

In Hong Kong City, there is no one in the Ji family who cannot afford to offend.

Ten minutes later, Nanhu drove and Su Lixiu rushed to the police station.

Su Lixiu took Nan Huan's hand, her face a little heavy, "Huan Huan, when I see Jiawen later, please help me talk to him properly."

Nanhu: "Don't worry, Aunt Lixiu, Jiawen is also my brother."

She glanced around and saw Nan Jiawen sitting on the bench in a somewhat embarrassed state, with his clothes torn to pieces and bruises at the corners of his eyes and mouth.

The high-spirited young man in the past is now as decadent as a stray puppy on the roadside.

"Nan Jiawen! What's the matter with you?" Nan Huan walked over quickly and asked with a stern face.

Nan Jiawen looked up and saw her and Su Lixiu. He glanced at her and sneered, "Didn't you see? There was a fight."

Nan Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Nan Jiawen, please explain carefully why you are fighting. Where is the classmate you beat?"

Nan Jiawen hummed: "He is in the hospital with a dislocated hand. Why are we fighting? It's not because..."

Seeing that he didn't continue to explain, Nan Huan hesitated to explain, and there was no point in pressing him. The matter had already happened, and the most important thing now was to find a compensation plan that satisfied the other party.

Otherwise, if the Ji family makes trouble at the school, no school in Hong Kong will accept Nan Jiawen.

That child was probably a branch of the Ji family. According to her long-term investigation of Meng Lanhui, it was only vaguely found that she had a daughter and a son, but few photos were made public, and her age and appearance were all mysterious.

If you think about it, he must be in his early twenties, and he definitely couldn't be the classmate Nan Jiawen beat.

Nan Huan: "I think you don't know the heights of the world. Do you know what the other person's family background is? You have just grown up! What if someone sues you, what will your future be like!"

Nan Jiawen didn't want to listen to Nan Hu's lectures and nagging, so he covered his ears and glared at her, "You are not my biological sister. Mom usually only favors you. If you have you to take care of her till the end of her life, what else do I need for my future?"

With a "pop" sound, Nan Jiawen's face was slapped with a crisp slap.

It was Su Lixiu who hit me.

Nan Huan and Nan Jiawen looked at each other and were stunned.

No one expected that Su Lixiu would be so angry that she would take action.

Su Lixiu's eyes were red, her tone was sour and choked, "Jiawen, when will you understand something?"

Nan Jiawen saw Su Lixiu shed tears. After all, he had the temper of a child. He felt guilty and softened his attitude, "I know I was wrong, Mom."

At this time, there was another man following the police. He was wearing a dark gray suit and had a noble and ascetic appearance. At first glance, Nanhou thought he looked very similar to He Huaiyan.

Only when I got closer did I realize that he had a bit more lazy Qingjun and less aloofness than He Huaiyan. Such a person would never be just a small role player like the other party's lawyer.

The police went to talk to Su Lixiu, a parent, alone.

Nanhu first made it clear that she wanted to solve the problem properly, and took the initiative to reach out to the man.

"Hello, I am Nan Hu. Our family is deeply sorry about this matter. No matter what the reason was for the violence between the children, we will definitely compensate for the medical expenses and sincerely apologize."

The man did not hold Nan Huan's extended hand, but said, "Miss Nan, I know you."

Nanhou was so embarrassed that she scratched the air, retracted her hand, and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

The man looked her up and down and said in a deep voice, "I wonder if you know Mr. He?"

Nanhu knew exactly who Mr. He was referring to, but almost no one knew about her relationship with He Huaiyan, unless the person was close to He Huaiyan and was related by a close relative.

Nanhu couldn't figure out whether the other party was a friend or an enemy, so denying it was the wisest decision.

"Who are you referring to? I don't have any friends named He. Now we should have a good chat about how to resolve the conflicts among the children."

The man raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect her to answer like this. He was a little surprised. He paused and said, "We in the Ji family have been bullied and we must ask for an explanation."

Nan Hu knew that this man was a ruthless character, "This is natural, how do you want to solve it?"

The man said, "Miss Nan, could you please lend me a moment to speak?"

Nan Huan nodded and followed step by step. When they reached the corner of the corridor where no one was around, he said, "Please speak up."

The man chuckled, "No need to call you that, my name is Ji Chen, and your brother is beating my nephew. I have the final say among the younger generation of the Ji family. Now I give Miss Nan two choices."

Nan Huan's heart sank. Among the younger generation, could he be Meng Lanhui's son?

Ji Chen made it clear: "First, you can ask He San for help, and second, if you perform an intimate scene with me in front of He San, then this matter is over. Oh, He San is He Huaiyan."

Ji Chen saw Nan Huan in the short beauty salon video of Chi Xiu Qi in the WeChat group. He was not like Chi Xiu Qi who was joking about He Huai Banquet.

Instead, he hired someone to investigate and found out that Nan Huan and He Huaiyan had a shady relationship. As for why he wanted Nan Huan to act together, it was because of a woman.

Nanhu smiled. She was not stupid. There was no need to provoke He Huaiyan again. At that time, she could feel the protruding veins on her neck, which were almost crushed by the man's finger bones.

But Nan Jiawen's matter is big or small, and if he agrees to Ji Chen, wouldn't it be much easier to take this opportunity to get close to Meng Lanhui...

After all, the relationship between Ji Chen and Meng Lanhui seems to be much closer than that of He Huaiyan.

Moreover, according to He Huaiyan's temperament, even if she humbled herself and begged him, He Huaiyan would definitely not give charity to her.
Chapter completed!