Lu Nuan's eyes widened in surprise. He turned his head and looked at Huo Siming on the sofa beside him.
"He... Was treated like a girl when he was a child?"
Looking at hosming's strong and handsome face, Lu Nuan never thought that he would be regarded as a girl.
Nangong Chen kept smiling, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. He continued: "yes, I can't help it. Who let Siming have red lips and white teeth at that time? He was very delicate. He looked like a white porcelain doll. Everyone praised him for his beauty."
Lu Nuan stares at huosiming's face, half believing and half doubting: "is this really the case?"
Nangong Chen coughed again and tried to look more serious. He said, "it's not the point. The point is that all the boys in the kindergarten regard him as a girl. Beautiful girls... Naturally, they like him, so they all pay attention to him. Every day they send delicious snacks and toys, and the girls in the class are not happy, Taking advantage of one day's recess, several girls push Si Ming into the utility room of the kindergarten and lock him in it. "
Nangong Chen said, and shook his head, frowning.
"It's conceivable that Si Ming was a little boy of several years old at that time, and he was afraid of the dark. He was locked in the dark and could not see his hand. But they didn't tell the teacher. As a result, Si Ming's room was found the next morning after a whole night. At that time, he cried so hoarse that he couldn't speak. Since then, except for Aunt Huo, He hates the close body of any woman. As soon as he gets close to him, he can't help feeling sick. Aunt Huo worries that he will never be able to get married and have children because of his misogyny until you appear... "
Nangong Chen looked at him with a smile and said, "so it must be a misunderstanding that you see him having an affair with other women today, because only if you are special to Si Ming, and you are close to him, he won't feel sick."
Lu Nuan looks at Huo Siming with a look of astonishment. His eyes change again and again for a moment, from complexity to the final heartache.
Imagine that a few year old boy was locked up in a dark sundry room, no one should answer what he said. He must be very scared.
Seeing the change in Lu Nuan's heart, Nangong Chen added, "Lu Nuan, Si Ming is a straight and domineering man, but he must be sincere to you."
Lu Nuan twisted his eyebrows slightly and looked at huosiming. "I..." a lot of words came to his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fortunately, nangongchen didn't plan to ask any more. He just looked up with a smile and drank a whole glass of wine. He said, "well, it's not early. These are things between you two. I don't have much to say. Now I'll send someone to help Siming out. You can take him home first."
Lu Nuan nodded, "OK, thank you, Mr. Nangong."
"You're welcome." Nangong Chen recalled a smile of unknown meaning and said.
After all, he had a lot of fun in arranging the story of hosmin today. He thought he could be the best screenwriter!
Nangong Chen stands up, goes outside and calls the waiter of imperial club to help him lift Huo Siming and help him out of the box.
Lu Nuan followed him, watching Huo Siming being half helped and half dragged out by Nangong Chen and a waiter. He said anxiously: "Mr. Nangong, be careful, walk slowly, be careful not to fall."
"Don't worry, it won't be. Besides, Siming is a big man with thick skin and flesh. He won't be ok if he falls down..." Nangong Chen deliberately disagrees.
Sure enough, the next second he saw Lu Nuan's face more and more worried, "Mr. Nangong, you..." she faltered and said, "you'd better be careful. After all, if you fall, it will definitely hurt."
"Well, I know. For your sake, I promise that if I fall, I won't fall Siming myself."
Lu Nuan's face flushed with fun. "No, no... Mr. Nangong, don't be kidding."
Nangong Chen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He stared at Huo Siming, who was leaning on his shoulder and passed away drunk. He felt funny.
If Si Ming didn't get drunk today, he would not be happy to see Lu Nuan in such a hurry.
Holding Huo Siming to the car at the gate of the imperial club, Nangong Chen breathes a sigh of exhaustion, holding his sour arm, and says in a plaintive tone: "it's as heavy as a mountain. I'm almost exhausted..."
Lu Nuan took Huo Siming's suit coat and covered it for him. He bent down and came out of the car. He gave Nangong Chen a smile and said, "Mr. Nangong, thank you for helping him down. It's not too early. You should go back to have a rest and drink a lot of wine. You'd better not drive by yourself and call a substitute driver to go back."
Nangong Chen picked a eyebrow a little, "OK, then you take Si Ming back quickly, we'll see you another day."
"Well, I'll see you another day."
Looking at Lu Nuan stooping to get on the car, the car goes away, Nangong Chen touches his well-defined jaw and smiles.
Oh, I'm looking forward to the situation when Si Ming wakes up tomorrow. What should I do?
Or risk your life and go to Jiangfeng villa for a close look?
But at the critical moment, Nangong Chen remembers that last time Huo Siming asked him to eat a big pot of mangoes and the two big boxes of mangoes he sent home. He shivered.
Forget it, eating melon is precious. Life is more expensive. It's good to live. He still won't go there and kill himself.
The car drove for 20 minutes and stopped at the door of Jiangfeng villa.
Lao Liu got out of the car and opened the door. Lu Nuan yelled in the car, "housekeeper Gu, Xiao Yu, come here and help Siming up the stairs."
Gu housekeeper and Lin Xiaoyu have been waiting at home since Lu Nuan went out. Hearing the sound of the car coming back, they have come out of the house. Hearing Lu Nuan's call for their help, they quickly go over.
Lu Nuan: "steward Gu, help Si Ming. Be careful and help him down..."
"Yes, Miss Lu."
The three of them helped Huo Siming out of the car. They helped Huo Siming into the living room. Lin Xiaoyu asked, "Miss Lu, shall we put Huo on the sofa first?"
Lu Nuan thought about it. Huo Siming was so drunk that she didn't know when to sober up. She said, "be careful. Let's help him to the bedroom upstairs."
"Yes, Miss Lu."
He helped huosiming up the stairs, and the three carefully put the drunk and unconscious huosiming on the big bed of Simmons, all of them panting for breath.
Lin Xiaoyu slowed down for a while, mixed over and said, "Miss Lu, I'll go downstairs and cook a cup of sobering Soup for Mr. Huo."
Lin Xiaoyu can't walk two steps, Lu Nuan stops her, "no, Si Ming can't drink now. You can prepare the sobering soup early tomorrow, and it's not too early now. Go downstairs and have a rest with housekeeper Gu, and give Si Ming to me."
Lin Xiaoyu and housekeeper Gu looked at each other and said, "well, I'll go downstairs first. If you have something to do with Miss Lu, just call us."
Lu Nuan: "well, I know."