Chapter 5

But the man one year older than her stopped all intimate actions, suddenly stopped the desire to burn to the high point, and ridiculed her vulnerable fear: "I thought you were at the door of my house day and night, ready to bear everything."

The laughter was piercing, Nanxi's ten fingers were buckled into the silk sheet, and her empty eyes suddenly burst out a firm look.

Turning over and looking directly at the man above, he said calmly with a hoarse voice: "it's not worth 1.2 billion to vent. Isn't it the life motto of the young master of Zhang Jia to maximize interests?"

Zhang Yichen sat up and said coldly, "your face is indeed more valuable."

Nanxi lay on the cold sweat soaked bed and dared not move, nor did she dare to see Zhang Yichen in the dark. Like the master of endless hell, he had no emotion and pulled her into the abyss.

Waiting for the arrangement at night, she had nightmares. For a time, she thought she had to do the most shameless activities. Fortunately, Zhang Yichen arranged for her to re-enter the entertainment industry.

He didn't ask her as promised, but the evil capitalists couldn't let her go easily. Once she entered the entertainment industry to play. After signing the agreement, she lived as Yang Bailao.

"I didn't mean to pick it up. I took a taxi back. Yichen was so good that he took the initiative to ask me about my itinerary. I'm an old lady. I shouldn't delay your business for me."

With nanmu's half complaining and half praising, the two old people and Zhang Yichen entered the main hall.

The meal was prepared at the same time. When the place name kitchen made delicious dishes, the aroma smelled, but Nanxi couldn't afford to eat.

After washing her hands, Zhang's mother pulled her ready to flee to a corner and said softly, "you sit next to mom and Yichen."

There was nothing to push. He sat down and glanced at Zhang Yichen's side face. He was not interested in eating.

Although his angular facial features are not inferior to the popular star, he is too arrogant. Others can't peep into his inner thoughts from his face. He is too introverted. Not only can't guess, but also he can easily see through. It is said that no one can look at him for more than ten seconds.

Of course, Nanxi disdained to look at each other.

"Xi'er, move chopsticks."

"OK, mom." she showed her filial piety to her daughter-in-law. She didn't say her personal gratitude and resentment with Zhang Yichen. The second old man of Zhang was very nice to her. Zhang Yichen agreed to a hidden marriage on the grounds that the performing arts circle could not expose marriage. Usually thanks to the two old people who have nothing to give her pocket money, otherwise I can't imagine how hard life will be.

Put a piece of sea cucumber on the plate with public chopsticks and send it to the import with private chopsticks for chewing. Staring at the arm in front of me from time to time, I felt disgusted and slipped out of my mouth: "hate, Wang bazhang!"

The voice is very low, but it is very loud on the dinner table where only the elders occasionally chat.

Surprised eyes came one after another. Nanmu asked with concern: "Xiaoxi?"

Nanxi suddenly returned to her soul, secretly scolding anger as the devil and making mistakes. Zhang Yichen, who is surnamed Zhang, doesn't know that he is alone. He is so angry that he hurts his old man. He can't help but smile and explain: "I mean, sea salt chopsticks."

He said with a vague articulation and repeated in his voice: "sea salt, small row of incense."

"Eat more incense."

"Hey! You!" what's wrong?

Staring at Zhang Yichen who really used public chopsticks to clip her a sea salt platoon, Nanxi wanted to tear each other's face! I know I'm tired of eating mutton and can't stand the smell of mutton.

But she was so focused and affectionate that she didn't notice her anger at all.

Several old people looked at each other and smiled. They all quarreled as young people.

After dinner, the old people moved to the audio-visual hall to watch TV, accompanied by Nanxi.

Suddenly, mother Zhang held her little hand, and her heart trembled.

Sure enough, the old saying came: "Xi'er, mom knows that you and Yichen have a heavy career. You also like your career very much. When you were young, you love to stand in front of the camera. When you were seven years old, you participated in the violin competition. Once the competition video was released, it set off a great trend. The Li family and the settled girl competed to follow suit. Unfortunately, they imitated."

Nanxi nodded with a smile. Thanks to Zhang Yichen, now she is most annoyed with playing the violin.

"It's right to work hard, but our old man is boring. Our family is very lonely. Lao Zhang and I have big eyes and small eyes every day. It's inevitable that there will be many contradictions." Zhang's mother is very satisfied with her daughter-in-law regardless of watching TV or watching real people. She is afraid that her cold son will not be lucky and can't stay. If you have a grandson or granddaughter, it is estimated that they will naturally take heart.

According to Nanxi's past experience in the history of blood and tears, this kind of forced palace situation is getting worse and worse, facing the problem: "Mom, the competition in the entertainment industry is serious now. If I really have a child and leave work for a year, no one will remember who I am when I go back. I've worked hard for several years, isn't it a surrender to others."

Zhang's mother photographed Nanxi's soft and tender hands, raised her face and said, "nonsense! I watch TV every day, and no one can compare with our Xier. Singing and dancing are not as good as Xier's figure, and acting is not as good as Xier's expression."

"Ha," Nanxi smiled awkwardly and threw the spearhead at Zhang Yichen, "mainly because he is too busy and we don't have time to take care of the children."

"I'll take it. Anyway, I'm very busy."

Nanxi's mother, who has a big head and aims to make trouble, has reasonable evidence to suspect that her mother and mother Zhang are in good communication, so they put pressure together.

"Yes, I brought it with my in laws." Zhang's mother said, and didn't forget to cast an ambiguous little look at her mother.

Nanxi didn't say anything, but first cooled each other's enthusiasm.

But Jiang is old and hot after all. The old man is not afraid of cold show. He continued: "it's a big deal. Let's not go to the entertainment industry. Yichen will raise you. Right? Son."

Fortunately, the spearhead was also thrown to Zhang Yichen.

It's interesting now. Nanxi smiled and sat waiting for Zhang Yichen to be embarrassed. He must have refused to answer, ignored the past, and was scolded for at least half an hour.

"Yes."

Nanxi's smile froze around her mouth, Nani? Where did this sound come from?

Is it difficult for Wang bazhang, who is all evil, to eat his brain today? He waited in amazement for a few minutes, but the other party didn't change his mind at all. For a moment, everyone watched her eagerly, waiting for an answer.

The degree of depression is five stars and continues to rise.

Glancing sideways at Zhang Yichen, how dazzling and familiar is the arc of his thin lips? Isn't it just the schadenfreude at the corner of his mouth that he defected intact?

Don't mess, don't mess, look at the degree in time. Nanxi woke up and blamed herself for being hasty! Wang bazhang wants to fix her. Take out the quality that the film queen should have, manage his expression, hide his amazement and other expressions, and don't let Wang bazhang be proud.

At present, we are outnumbered. Running is the best policy.

"I have to shoot the magazine cover early tomorrow morning. Mom and Dad, you have to rest early. I'll go first."

The body didn't stand up. Nan's mother said to mend the knife: "Yichen, I just came back today. The family is empty. You and Xiaoxi stay with me."

"Me!"

"OK."

What a wool, Nanxi stared at Zhang Yichen and tried to adjust her unsteady breathing.

"I should accompany my mother and be filial today."

What a high sounding promise, as if her absence was unfilial? In my heart, I kept reciting the classic quotation of "actor's self-cultivation": those who always like to talk about noble things in their mouth are, to a large extent, those who do nothing in improving noble things.

Idol truth, Zhang Yichen is the son of a bitch who wears human skin and does hypocritical things.

"Sister, Zhang Jian and I went back."

"I'll see my sister off."

"No, No. you've just come back. Get busy."

The old sisters winked at each other. Should it be so obvious that they were secretly selfish?

Nanxi felt isolated and hugged her poor self. Sure enough, under the ideological corrosion of evil capitalism day after day, even my mother was transformed.

No, she can't bow to evil forces!

"I'll sleep with my mother." don't you want to sleep with me? Accompany to the end and help nanmu upstairs.

Enter the suite, wash quickly, get into the quilt, cover your head and close your eyes. She doesn't care. Even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes today, she can't get up.

Not long after, the mother lay down, hugged Nanxi, who was curled up in a ball, and whispered, "kiss my mother's little Xi'er, I miss my mother."

Nanxi half true and half false pulled down her nose and made a astringent voice: "hum, you want to die and push me out. Mom, you don't love me."

Nanmu advised, "mom knows the sacrifices you have made for this family, but mom will agree to this marriage. She not only values Zhang's financial resources and relations, but also likes Yichen's character. He is a good child and lives up to her mother's expectations. Mom is very relieved to have him protect you these years."

Nanxi broke away from her mother's infiltration attack in a slow voice, opened the quilt, opened her apricot eyes, and asked in shock, "Mom, what medicine did he use to wash your brain? The effect is so remarkable. He protects me! You don't see how abnormal his desire for control is? I can only take the job he approves."

I don't dare to say that even the freedom of speech has been lost recently.

Seeing her daughter's wronged eyes turn red, Nan's mother changed her mouth and said, "well, mom knows that feelings are not difficult. It's also strange that Yichen has never formally pursued my daughter and didn't really enter my daughter's heart."

Who wants a pervert? She doesn't have goldmore syndrome.

Nanxi couldn't stand turning his elbow out, "Mom, your virgin heart is for me. I don't need to divide him. Many people love him and worship him. I have nothing to do with his problems. I don't want to pursue or not pursue. Whether he marries me out of true filial piety or seeing color, I don't want to put the last chip on him. No, it should be said on anyone. I want to stand tall enough and stable enough! Moreover, I don't like him and can't accept the touch of insensitive people Me. "

Nanxi's mother hugged Nanxi tightly and patted her on the back. Her baby daughter is so strong that it hurts. After Nanxi's father went in, Nanxi didn't cry in front of her once.

"It's also strange that mom and dad are useless and wronged my daughter." nanmu said it really and brought out some sadness.

Aware of her mother's sadness, Nanxi hurriedly said, "look what you said, how can I blame you."

Nanmu turned her eyes and asked with a half tone smile, "tell your mother what you hate Yichen?"

Nanxite wanted to say that you should ask me what I like about him. Just answer No. There are many annoying places. Can you finish it in a moment and a half?