You Are My Rare Passion

He is actually in pain.

Lu Ning was called An Lu Ning at that time, and many people used to call him Lu Ning with two words.

Therefore, many people asked him if Lu Ning followed his mother's surname.

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

Lu Ning's name was like a needle stuck in his heart, always reminding him of the fact that he is a man with soft rice.

But he still loves deer.

In order to please Lu Ning's grandparents and Lu Jiayao, he loves Lu Ning meticulously, like eyeballs.

Even if it was pretending, after so many years of pretending, even he himself couldn't tell if it was fake or real.

At this moment, he and Lu Ning were sitting face to face in a hostile posture, and he suddenly discovered that his love for Lu Ning was real.

He really loves this son.

Unfortunately, his son no longer loves him.

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

He lost everything.

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

When he had it all, he felt dissatisfied.

He felt that the words "soft rice man" suffocated him.

But after losing, he realized how happy he was back then.

It would be great if he didn't mess with Pang Xiangwen back then.

If he hadn't gotten involved with Pang Xiangwen back then, he would still have lived happily with Lu Jiayao and Lu Ning.

Not like this, about to lose everything and live on the streets.

He trembled his lips, and looked at Lu Ning pleadingly: "Nei Nie, I am your biological father. In this world, how can a biological father not love his own son? Nie Nie, trust Dad, Dad really loves you of!"

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

"Do you really want to see me spit in front of you?" Lu Ning 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 I should improve a little Now, I won't be softened by you telling a few lies, don't be wishful thinking!"

The mockery and hatred in his eyes were so obvious.

Hate to die.

An Zhenglin fell straight into the bottomless black hole with one heart.

The last ray of hope was also dashed.

He had no choice but to pick up a pen and sign his name on the contract for selling the company.

Those three words exhausted all his strength.

The moment his name was put on the contract, it meant that he officially became a penniless pauper who didn't even have a place to live.

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

He puts down his pen.

Someone brought the contract under his hand to Lu Ning, and handed it to Lu Ning respectfully.

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

An Zhenglin looked at him beggingly: "Cui Nie, I am your father, the father who has loved you for more than ten years, Nie Nie, dad loves you..."

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

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