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Chapter 1242

Nan Song's cold questioning made Jiang Fan tremble uncontrollably.

He raised his face buried in his hands, his face was wet, and he was as fragile as a child. His wet eyes met Nan Song's cold eyes, and his heart sank.

She is always so smart and can see through him at a glance.

Like a sinner, he hung his head deeply and moved his dry and flaky lips, "My father was responsible for the car accident between Uncle Nan and Aunt Nan."

Jiang Fan's throat rolled slowly, and he said solemnly: "My father betrayed your parents."

Nan Song's eyes narrowed slightly, "How did you know? Song Xi told you?"

Not getting the expected reaction, Jiang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at Nan Song, his pupils bulging, "You, you already knew?"

Nan Song nodded lightly.

Jiang Fan was completely stunned, and all kinds of complicated emotions flashed through his eyes in an instant.

For a moment, Nan Song felt like he was on the verge of collapse. His whole body was hanging in the air, teetering on the edge of falling, and he would fall off the cliff if he was not careful.

"Jiang Fan!" Nan Song leaned forward slightly and called him.

Jiang Fan trembled all over and his eyebrows trembled as well, as if a big hand was pulling him up from the edge of the cliff.

He looked at Nan Song steadily, and gradually came back to his senses. He pursed his lips and swallowed dryly, "Since you know, why do you still come to save me?"

"I saved you because you are Jiang Fan. What your father did is not equivalent to what you did."

Nan Song frowned, "If you know me well enough, you should know that here, there has never been any saying that the father's debt must be repaid by the son. If so, let alone you, even Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang's son, I

I won’t let it go. But what’s the point? Whoever did it will bear the responsibility. There’s no need to implicate innocent people.”

Jiang Fan listened and smiled bitterly, "But I, I can't pass the test in my heart..."

"So you fell into Song Xi's trap?"

Nan Song's indifferent expression combined with his flat tone, every word seemed to cut into Jiang Fan's heart, "I don't believe she defeated you easily with words. What methods did she use on you? The part when you were sick.

The time and state don’t seem to be staged, but they are really sick. Why on earth?”

She has a strong aura, and Jiang Fan has been with Nan Song for many years, and he knows that the calmer she appears on the surface, the hotter her temper is, and she can't help but tremble in her heart.

Under Nan Song's aggressive questioning, Jiang Fan finally couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Song Xi, she hypnotized me."

Like a "bang" of thunder, Nan Song's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he slapped the table and stood up, "What?!"

The police officers in the visiting room thought that Nan Song was going to take action, so they all looked this way, waiting for danger.

Nan Song's face was already furious, "What do you do for food? If she hypnotizes you, just let her hypnotize you!"

Cheng Xian, who had been sitting behind him, stood up and gave Nan Song a hand, comforting him and saying, "If you have anything to say, talk to me."

Nan Song had a sullen face and said angrily: "How can I talk to him if he does such a stupid thing like being sold and paid for by others!"

She couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves and beat Jiang Fan!

Jiang Fan was scared when he saw Nan Song angry, "Xiao Song, you, don't be angry..."

Nan Song stared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him.

She raised her finger and pointed at his nose, "Listen to me, my patience is limited. Just answer whatever I ask you. If you dare to hide it from me again, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Knowing that she would do what she said, Jiang Fan trembled and nodded obediently under Nan Song's gaze.

The police officers had different expressions when they heard Chi Guoguo's threat, thinking that this woman is really cruel.

No wonder he was able to take charge of the huge Nan Group at such a young age. If a woman is not ruthless, her status will be unstable.

Nan Song finally sat down again, but his expression was still ugly.
Chapter completed!
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