After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Murong Chen was wearing a high-end suit that looked expensive, and standing next to Nankang, it made Nankang look disgusting like mud and was not welcome.

"Qiao Qiao's biological father, right? You can tell me anything you want with her." Murong Chen said lightly.

The tone was so cold that Nankang couldn't distinguish Murong Chen's emotions. He looked at Murong Chen hesitantly, but when his eyes fell on the other party's clothes and the luxury car behind him, he couldn't help but salivate.

Nankang naturally knows Murong Chen, no matter how poor he is, the reputation of the president of Shengjing Group is simply like thunder.

So he changed his face, and immediately smiled to express his friendliness, "It's nothing, I just want to see my daughter."

This face-changing skill was so fast that the security guard next to him thought his eyes were blurred.

"Oh?" Murong Chen elongated his voice, his tone had no deep meaning.

When his eyes swept over Nankang, Nankang couldn't help but froze, and immediately had a feeling that he was being seen through from the inside to the outside.

Nan Kang laughed dryly, and said awkwardly: "By the way... borrow some money from Qiao Qiao."

He spoke softly, but Murong Chen heard it clearly.

"What qualifications do you have to control Qiao Qiao's borrowing money?" Murong Chen challenged directly.

He didn't intend to get entangled with Nankang from the beginning, and when he saw what the other party said, he simply opened the skylight to speak brightly.

Seeing the embarrassment on Nankang's face after being punctured, Murong Chen only felt that he deserved what he deserved.

Murong Chen also understood what kind of life his younger sister lived before, and nearly half of all the sufferings in it came from this Nankang who was full of interests and was not worthy of being a father at all.

Hearing what Murong Chen said, Nankang also stopped pretending and put on a domineering posture.

"I'm her father, it's only natural for her to raise me! What's wrong with some money?!" Nankang snorted.

Murong Chen felt that these words were extremely harsh.

Nankang said more and more vigorously, "I can't hide in the company when I come to the door. I still want people to see that she is still a daughter like her? My father is not willing to support..."

He cursed a few swear words, and vented all the resentment and anger he had suffered during this time on the three words Murong Qiao, but he didn't see Murong Chen's red eyes that gradually spread with anger.

That was his sister, how could Nankang be allowed to insult her like this?

"Tell me again—"

Murong Chen was so angry that he immediately took a step forward and wanted to strike, abandoning his previous composure, wishing to beat Nankang until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his body was paralyzed, it was best not to bother his sister for the rest of his life.

"elder brother!"

Murong Qiao, who had just arrived at this time, saw this scene, rushed over immediately and pulled his eldest brother Murong Chen back.

She barely stopped beside Murong Chen, took his arm, panted and shook her head hastily.

Seeing Murong Qiao stop Murong Chen, Nankang was about to shrink back and was slack, he thought that Murong Qiao was on his side, so he immediately smiled and opened his mouth to mock Murong Chen.

But then Murong Qiao's words made him smile frozen in the corner of his mouth.

"This kind of person is not worthy of my brother's hands." Murong Qiao looked at his elder brother, "There is no need to lower your self-worth to get in touch with a rotten person like him."

Nankang is a piece of rubbish, and Murong Qiao is unwilling to touch it, let alone let his brother touch it.

She didn't want her brother to get his hands dirty.

Nankang looked at Murong Qiao incredulously, "I am your father!"

He seemed to feel that this identity could suppress Murong Qiao, but he only got Murong Qiao's indifferent eyes.

Murong Qiao walked over, standing between Murong Chen and Nan Kang, obviously protecting Murong Chen, but looking at Nan Kang with impatience in his eyes.

"I severed ties with the Nan family a long time ago, are you a fool for drinking?" Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Nankang's tone of reason made Murong Qiongqiao feel baffled, she took two steps back to distance herself from Nankang, not wanting to be attacked by the smell of low-quality alcohol.

Nankang is really living more and more, and now Murong Qiao can't see that he was the head of the Nan family before.

After finishing speaking, Murong Qiao didn't care about Nankang's reaction, and turned around to give instructions to the security guard.

"Don't worry about him, just beat him up and throw him out, and he will be dealt with in the same way afterwards."

After explaining, Murong Qiao didn't even give Nankang an extra look, and walked into the company while holding his elder brother Murong Chen's hand.

When Murong Chen saw that his sister was handling things by himself, he silenced his voice and let Murong Qiao decide. He just looked at Nankang with unfriendly eyes, and remembered what Nankang said just now, which was enough to make him die a thousand or eight hundred times.

There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, Murong Chen thought in his mind.

Nankang wanted to catch up, but the next second he met the security guard's expressionless face.

It's just that this time with the boss's orders, the security guards beat Nankang severely without any scruples, the kind that beat Nankang relentlessly.

"Don't come to harass in the future, or come and hit me once." The security guard shook off the warning.

Nankang's hunched body only felt the pain until his eyes were black, and even a slight movement would cause burning pain.

He braced himself up, and wanted to play a rascal again, no matter what, he had to spend some money to go back.

But when he saw the stick in the security guard's hand, Nan Kang froze and withdrew his stepping foot, and even took two steps back unconsciously.

"Damn it." Nankang cursed.

Naturally, he didn't want to ask for a beating, but the security guard obviously didn't like the way of being snarky.

This made Nankang's original beautiful vision all come to naught.

Nankang squatted outside the company for a long time bitterly and bitterly. After confirming that he had no chance, he had to go back home.

But he didn't attribute the problem to himself. When he went home and passed by the small supermarket, he touched his whole body and found twenty yuan.

"Have a dozen beers." Nankang paid for it.

With his current level, he can only afford the cheapest beer in the supermarket.

The supermarket owner looked at Nankang, "You still drink, your son doesn't care about you?"

In the past two days, the frequency of Nankang coming to the supermarket to buy alcohol has increased significantly. Sometimes the supermarket owner is afraid that Nankang will drink to death and cause trouble for himself.

"What the hell! Who dares to control me!" Nankang was angry.

He didn't care about the boss' gaze, and went home with the wine in his hand, and got drunk straight away.

The crumpled beer can was casually thrown into the countless rubbish beside him. Nankang opened the next can with his face flushed, his eyes so clouded that he was as decadent as trash.

"I knew I should have thrown you out from the beginning..." Nankang murmured.

Once the alcohol hit him, it seemed that Nankang had returned to the time when he was in charge. He had the beautiful He Qian as his wife, and his well-behaved and sensible daughter Nan Zhi. Even the three sons were used to please him.

Only Murong Qiao, only she disobeyed herself all day long, messing up this and destroying that.

She is simply the root of all misfortunes!

Nankang thought bitterly, but the bruise on his forehead was still there, and Nankang grinned his teeth in pain even the slightest touch.

The injuries on his body couldn't just be left alone, Nankang's sluggish head was rarely able to function, remembering that Nanxuan should have bought some medicine to prepare at home.

He got up and wanted to look for it, but he couldn't move an inch when he lifted his foot.

Garbage was piled up all over the floor, and the smell was so strong in the crowded air that it was extremely difficult to find things in Nankang.

"Nan Hao, why hasn't the trash been picked up—" Nan Kang subconsciously called his son.

But after he finished speaking, Nan Kang realized that Nan Hao also left him not long ago.

He is the only one left in the huge house now, and there are countless rubbish to accompany him.