Chapter 340

Throw the suit coat full of faint aloe flavor into the driver's seat, lean back against the leather back of the co driver, sit quietly, and let the grief that can tear people run through your heart.

The car didn't turn off, and the key card was placed in the compartment of the central armrest.

But it's of no use to Nanxi. She doesn't have a driver's license and can't drive away. As she just expressed her heart, the other party turned a deaf ear and couldn't see it.

Point your finger on the control screen and increase the temperature by two degrees. Take out the nose blocked by heartache to avoid discomfort. Always love comes to your eyes.

I couldn't stand the great grievance. I took out my mobile phone to take photos of the car and edit the good information.

At the moment of seeing the time, it was deleted again.

At more than 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang's mother saw that it would spread to grandma Zhang's ears, which would only increase her worry about the old man and make the old man sleep well, which would have no other benefits.

Open the address book, search up and down, stop your finger on Duan Jingyuan's name, and wind up the message: sister Duan, have you had a rest?

If she doesn't have the heart to toss the old man Zhang, let alone nanmu, she will return to yunshang. Even if she doesn't say a word, it's tantamount to showing the two people quarreling in front of Nanmu.

The most important thing is that nanmu will worry about the whole night.

When the mobile phone was shocked, Duan Jingyuan received a message in seconds: not yet. I'm watching ghost movies to practice my courage. You just had your birthday. You're too excited to sleep?

Nanxi sent a [wry smile] expression, attachment: can I stay at your house for one night?

No reply was received, and the screen flashed the phone dialed by Duan Jingyuan.

Press the green key to connect, and the anxious inquiry rushed out of the mobile phone: "what's the matter with you? Have you quarreled with President Zhang?"

Late night care is also like sick warm porridge, frustrated discomfort, taking the opportunity to crush the lacrimal gland.

Erase a few tears, Nanxi cleared her throat and whispered, "no, he has an urgent business trip. I'm not just celebrating my birthday, so I'm a little behind. I want to go to your house and join your warm arms."

It's always ugly at home. Save face for them.

"Really?" Duan Jingyuan said she didn't believe it. Where would Nanxi she knew defeat a little gap. "Tell me honestly, what's the matter? You know all the scandals, sister. If you hide from me a little sad, I'll be too ashamed to look up to you in the future."

Don't hesitate to express your love from the black, and hit the softest place in Nanxi's heart.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." it's fine. The repeated words must drown Wei qu. the tears she restrained several times were finally overwhelmed. The embankment burst, and she couldn't cry.

The woman at the other end of the phone turned off the low voice TV, silently accompanied Nanxi, and silently listened to nearly five minutes of sad sobs.

At the moment when it stopped, Duan Jingyuan said decisively, "come to my house. I'll make you something delicious. When you finish eating, you'll spit it out to my sister in detail. Eat delicious food and talk about grievances. It's natural to be in a good mood."

"OK." Nanxi promised in a low voice.

Lock the screen mobile phone, take two deep breaths, take out a disinfection paper towel and wipe your face clean. After opening the mirror and confirming that his expression and appearance had returned to normal, he rolled down the window that had been gently knocked down, and the cautious voice of housekeeper Zhong came to his ears.

"Madam, please go upstairs and have a rest."

Sakura stood beside staring and dozing off, let the clock keeper touch her arm, and hurriedly put her hands on the knitting in her hands, as if she guessed that she would abandon her suit and coat.

Nanxi was not in the mood to figure out who arranged them, or should say that the answer was ready, and she didn't want to face it.

He closed his apricot eyes heavily. When he opened it, all the emotions in his eyes dispersed and said calmly, "you rest. I don't want to go back tonight."

He decided to frighten housekeeper Zhong and bowed down to show his invitation: "young lady, it's cold at night. What's the matter with you in the car? Let the old lady or ancestors know and blame us servants."

The moral binding is bright, and the delicate apricot eyes are calm.

Calmly, he crossed steward Zhong, looked at the bodyguard brother who had come behind steward Zhong, and asked softly, "brother, is the car coming?"

"Well, let's go." the bodyguard threw away the obstruction of housekeeper Zhong's hands and opened the door of wmotors.

Nanxi reached out to touch Xiang's chain badge bag and couldn't find it.

Bored to get the only possibility, Zhang Yichen picked up the cat bag and took it away.

Stare at the direction of the main hall door, get off and leave with the bodyguard, and walk to the nanny car parked by the garden fountain.

Steward Zhong was sweating and strode to catch up.

He didn't dare to pull Nanxi. He had to follow Nanxi and try to persuade him: "where are you going this late at night?"

"Please calm down. There are couples who don't quarrel. Don't hurt yourself by small things."

Nanxi fixed her steps and turned around. She pressed her hands on the shoulder of the clock housekeeper who almost hit her. Yu Guang inadvertently saw his gray temples and replied helplessly.

"Take Sakura to have a rest. I'll stay at my friend's house tonight."

Housekeeper Zhong was so frightened that he shook his head, exchanged eyes with his niece Sakura and blocked in front of the door.

Nanxi frowned sadly and asked, "is Zhang Yichen interesting? Go to have a rest and arrange you to spend time here."

When housekeeper Zhong heard the keyword, he hurriedly took out the Shang's sword and mobile phone from his pocket.

He handed it to Nanxi and said, "the little Lord has something to tell you. I didn't mention it before. He told me that if you didn't call his name, don't mention it first."

Walking around makes Nanxi lose all her patience. She pushes away her mobile phone and refuses with awe inspiring eyes: "I'm not in the mood to listen. If you feel a little distressed, I'll get out of the way. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow. I'll have a friend early and have a rest early."

Seeing that Nanxi had made up his mind to go, housekeeper Zhong had to close his eyes and recite loudly: "the little Lord said that if you don't care about the safety of the hostages, you can go."

"Hostages?" Nan Xi blinked in confusion, looked around at the next two door blocking gods, smiled and asked, "are you?"

"We know that we are insignificant in the young lady's heart and dare not cross the border. Yes," said housekeeper Zhong, with a very different face. He wanted to stop talking and simply played a "hostage" recording left in his mobile phone.

The terrible cry rang out in a circle, and everyone's face showed an unspeakable look.

Housekeeper Zhong glanced at Xiao Ying, who was about to break her Kung Fu, and motioned with his eyes to hold back.

The next moment, pull back your face, try to take out a formal tone and give suggestions: "please think about it."

Maybe they all felt uncomfortable. They suddenly adjusted their tone and said, "please think about the safety of the hostages."

Nanxi pointed to the phone where housekeeper Zhong played the recording and asked with a smile, "Zhang Yichen, is he ill? Threaten me with some kittens."

She also wondered why Zhang Yichen suddenly showed kindness and got out of the car and gave it to the cat bag. Sure enough, the evil capitalism would not do meaningless things.

Housekeeper Zhong bowed his head to accept Nanxi's anger. He didn't dare to comment more on the right and wrong of the little Lord or lady.

Looking at the cotton state that the other party let it go, Nanxi smiled angrily: "if I guess correctly, he will threaten me with my bag next time. Ha, he thought too naive. I like the bag in general and gave it to him."

After the big talk, housekeeper Zhong and Sakura raised their heads and pointed to the mask on their face.

Nanxi blinked blankly and remembered the recent hot national health events. She screamed in her heart.

The epidemic started again. All her documents were in her bag. She had to get the bag if she wanted to fly smoothly tomorrow. Otherwise, even if the temporary certificate is completed at the airport, the original registration is required to fly to other places.

Scold bastard ten thousand times in my heart!!!

Turn around and apologize to the bodyguard: "I'm sorry, brother. Please toss around so late. I may not be able to leave tonight."

The situation is uncertain after going upstairs. We can't let the bodyguard stay here all the time. She doesn't bother to follow Zhang Yichen's example because of this kind of trouble. Hum.

She thought about it, got her bag, went to bed, and slept with her head covered. Zhang Yichen wants to bully her. She keeps all the evidence and presents all the criminal evidence to Zhang's mother tomorrow.

"It doesn't matter. Please feel free to contact me."

The bodyguard turned to get in the car and galloped away. He supported Nanxi's decision with decisive action and didn't give her room for guilt.

Nanxi watched the car disappear in sight, no longer pretending to waste time with ink, and went back to the main building with housekeeper Zhong.

Take out the mentality of fighting at any time, put on slippers, came to the master suite on the second floor, walked through the porch, and saw her bag on the glass low cabinet in the cloakroom.

Speed up your steps, rush to the low cabinet, pick up the bag and open it for inspection. All the documents remain unchanged, and only one Polaroid photo of her, Huang Yi and Yang Panpan has disappeared.

Nanxi is not in the mood to investigate the whereabouts of small things. All the important things can be found.

With the bag on the messenger, I hesitated about whether to call the bodyguard to come back to pick her up, and my heart was closely followed by the idea of giving up.

Housekeeper Zhong and Sakura send her off. Nine times out of ten, they will lock the door in a mode that she can't open before they leave.

Light handed and light footed, I found the light yellow bedside lamp and went to the depths of the suite. Even if I was reluctant, I always went to the bedroom with the theme of black, gray and white.

Seeing no man who provoked her, Nanxi closed the door and locked it.

The act of trying to cover up may just be an excuse to hide one's ears and steal the bell, so as to convince oneself that he is a mature star and is not suitable for making crazy moves late at night.

Put the bag on the bedside table, unlock the mobile phone and edit a message to Duan Jingyuan: sorry, sister Duan, I can't get through it. If you have prepared delicious food, you must leave it to me. I'll go to the airport after I eat it tomorrow morning.

The number of apologies throughout the night was more than usual in January, all thanks to Zhang Yichen.

Duan Jingyuan, as always, was too lazy to edit the information. She dialed the phone and gently asked, "how are you with Zhang?"

"Well, here,"

Nanxi hesitated and decided to tell Duan Jingyuan the truth. She was willing to wait for her late at night. She didn't want to cover up each other's intentions.

After summing up all kinds of memories of childhood and this event, he groaned wrongfully: "he has never been able to deal with problems rigidly. He didn't like to explain before. Now he's holding up and jumping out a sentence or two. Don't be paranoid."

Duan Jingyuan listened with pity and coaxed poor Bao Xi in a soft voice: "don't be sad. In fact, it's hard for Zhang to give in. I've heard his legend in the business circle. What he likes, except what he gets, there is only one result to destroy. He can make a choice against the principle of doing things, which proves that he cares about you."

Duan Jingyuan accentuated the two words "very".

Nanxi found that Duan Jingyuan's perspective was similar to that of Zhang Yichen, and whispered the theme of the Zhenglou.

"I didn't want to take part in the show. I just depressed my past memory. I worked hard to make cookies before, and people played with their faces when they didn't eat them. The violin, which had been working hard, was buried with him at the age of 19. Up to now, I haven't taken over the kissing scene. As long as I have a too open plot with the male host and need to show the real scene, they will be cut off."

Duan Jingyuan listened to Tut and sighed: "how much love can you care so much. I guess President Zhang is the most painful and regretful person when you enter the entertainment industry."

"Oh, sister Duan, don't make fun of me. Let's talk about serious things." Nanxi sipped her lips and said angrily, "I just hope he can believe my choice and believe that I can handle the relationship between the opposite sex."

"OK, get down to business."

Duan Jingyuan slowed down her tone and coaxed a woman whose voice could make people crisp.

"Don't make trouble, don't you mean to stir up discord. Besides, I'll analyze it for you from the perspective of bystanders. You smart brain seeds could have used many comfortable ways to slowly capture his attitude, but you didn't waste your hard work at night to pave the way for another situation. All kinds of signs show that not only he cares about you, but you also care about him Emotions encroach on reason and can't wait to ask for his attitude. "

Provoking discord aroused Nanxi's soberness, his eyes were dark, made a cruel decision, and then admitted in a low voice: "I know, I began to like him."

"No!" Duan Jingyuan flatly denied Nanxi's self-knowledge. "You don't like him, you love him very much."

"Ah?"

Nanxi was surprised and exhaled low. The light pink lip flap was unbelievably half opened for a long time and forgot to close.

"That's right," Duan Jingyuan decided to film the conclusion after listening, "You love him very much. You make cookies and let jealous people break them intentionally or unintentionally. When you were a child, you won't be angry for too long. Starting from the good relationship between the two families, you can vent at that time, let bygones be bygones and continue to do some basic interaction. This time you think of biscuits again. Your mood is more uncomfortable. It's hard for him to waste your hard work Love is inseparable. "

And love are inseparable

The definition of heavy weight made Nanxi fall into a trance and said, "thank you. I want to go down. Sister Duan has an early rest and good night."

He hung up the phone and walked into the washroom.

The shower sprinkles warm water evenly, and the people standing in it turn on the water to the maximum, eager to wash away the bad mood and fatigue.

The current, as she wished, took away the boredom and physical fatigue, but could not wash away Duan Jingyuan's view, which was like a fact deeply engraved in her heart.

Click the electronic control board to turn off the rain, wipe off the drops of water with a dry towel, and the noisy voice in your head is still echoing.

Go out of the bathroom and look at the medieval European clock hanging on the wall. Two o'clock right away.

In her state, lying in bed is doomed to stare and can't sleep.

Tomorrow's trip is still pending. I don't know whether to shoot poppy in the night in Feishan city or crow in feijinling.

At night, the ink is angry because it wastes time, and nothing is done.

Thinking about this, Nanxi pulled the skirt of her nightgown and walked to the lighted study.

She kept doing ideological work for herself all the way. She went to talk about business. Well, yes, she went to talk about business!