Chapter 1242

Su Jiawen really didn't expect Nangong Zhiyao to ask such a rhetorical question. It seems that her brain circuit can't keep up with her.

Fan Yayi is a little flustered. Of course, he knows what the identity of Nangong Zhiyao is. Now, the only thing left is to make good money.

After a busy day, Su Jiawen and fan Yayi planned to relax, so they went to the bar.

The bar was busy. Su Jiawen and fan Yayi were excited. They danced and danced, which was completely in line with the unbridled enjoyment of his age.

Su Jiawen and fan Yayi are drinking and chatting on the card seat. When a girl joins, they drink and chat together.

Suddenly, fan Yayi pulled Su Jiawen: "brother Jiawen, I seem to see the Yao of Nangong."

"Will she come here?" Su Jiawen: "where are people?"

Fan Yayi looked back and found that there was no one: "I'm not drunk, I should not be wrong."

Su Jiawen thought about it and asked, "are you sure you didn't read the wrong person?"

Fan Yayi thought about it and nodded: "No."

"Well, you wait for me for a moment." Su Jiawen goes to the direction where Nangong Zhiyao is missing. When he comes out of the bar, he sees Nangong Zhiyao by the side of the road.

Nangong Li is in the car by the side of the road, while Nangong Zhiyao obviously doesn't want to get on.

At the moment, Nangong Li saw Su Jiawen coming out and said to Nangong Zhiyao, "he's coming out."

Nangong Zhiyao was stunned for a moment. "If you have any questions, ask clearly. My brother is here with you, but once you get any results, you must accept them and go home with my brother." Nangong Li's voice is very severe. Obviously, there is a quarrel and compromise with Nangong Zhiyao today. Of course, there is also his brother's toughness.

Nangong Zhiyao was a little flustered, but soon calmed down.

No matter what, Nangong Zhiyao is not a fragile person. Only when she meets Su Jiawen, she becomes easily aggrieved and sad.

Before, she was a proud Nangong lady!

Nangong Zhiyao nodded to Nangong Li: "I know."

"Go ahead." Nangong Li's voice is soft.

When Su Jiawen saw Nangong Li, he didn't get any closer. Instead, he sat down in the chair at the door of the bar at a distance of more than ten meters.

Sure enough, Nangong Zhiyao and Nangong Li talked a few words, and she came to herself.

Su Jiawen didn't say hello again, because he didn't want to.

Nangong Zhiyao sits down opposite Su Jiawen. She stares at Su Jiawen with big eyes and thinks about her experience with him. She only feels that she is very far away from herself, which makes her a little fuzzy. She said, "damn Su Jiawen!"