You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1196: I love you

He was actually in pain.

At that time, Lu Ning was called An Lu Ning. Many people used to call him Lu Ning.

As a result, many people asked him if Lu Ning took his mother's surname.

When those people asked this question, their eyes were full of contempt for ridicule and good show.

Lu Cui's name, like a needle, stuck in his heart, always reminding him of the fact that he is a soft fan.

But he still loves deer.

In order to win the favor of Lu Ning's grandfather and grandmother and Lu Jiayao, he took pains to Lu Ning in every possible way, like eyes.

Even if it's fake, after so many years, even if it's fake, he can't tell if it's fake or real.

At this moment, he and Lu Cui were sitting face to face in a hostile posture, and he was surprised to find that his love for Lu Cui was real.

He really loves this son.

It's a pity that his son doesn't love him anymore.

Seeing the coldness and hatred in Lu Ning's eyes, his heart was twisted like a knife.

He lost everything.

Wife, son, company, status, wealth, reputation.

He doesn't feel satisfied when he has it all.

He felt that the words "soft rice man" made him suffocate.

But after he lost it, he realized how happy he was at the beginning.

If only he hadn't messed with Pang Xiangwen at the beginning.

If he hadn't messed with Pang Xiangwen, he would still be living happily with Lu Jiayao and Lu Cui.

Not as it is now, about to lose everything and be on the streets.

He twitched his lips and looked at Lu Cui pleadingly: "Ni Nui, I'm your biological father, how can there be a biological father in this world who doesn't love his son? Ni Nui, believe in Dad, Dad is really I love you!"

An Ruru bit her lip, walked to Lu Ning's side, lowered her head, and said pitifully, "Brother, elder sister also likes you very much, you are so handsome and talented, I feel very happy to have a younger brother like you. Proud."

"Do you really want to see me vomit in front of you?" Lu Cui sneered and knocked on the table in disgust: "An Zhenglin, stop talking nonsense, sign quickly! I have been a fool for more than ten years, and It’s time to grow up a bit, you won’t be soft-hearted by your three or two lies, don’t be delusional!”

The sarcasm and hatred in his eyes were so obvious.

Death to hate.

An Zhenglin's heart fell straight into the bottomless black hole.

The last glimmer of hope was also dashed.

He had to pick up a pen and sign his name on the contract to sell the company.

Three words, exhausted all his strength.

The moment his name lands on the contract, it means that he is officially a poor man with no money and no place to live.

One stroke at a time, he struggled to finish writing his name.

He puts down his pen.

Someone took the contract he had placed under his subordinates in front of Lu Ning, and handed it to Lu Ning with respectful hands.

After confirming that it was correct, Lu Cui signed his name, then threw the pen, looked at An Zhenglin coldly and said, "From now on, the Lu Group will officially return to the original owner, you can leave!"

An Zhenglin looked at him begging: "Ninui, I'm your father, the father who has loved you for more than ten years, Ninui, father loves you..."

Lu Ning sat on the back of the chair and coldly instructed: "Throw them out to me. From now on, at the gate of my Lu family, people with the surname An are not allowed to take a step!"

The bodyguard standing behind him responded immediately, set up An Zhenglin's family of four, and threw them out of the company gate.