Chapter 2037

Moya walked quickly to her office. At the moment of closing the door, she threw her coffee heavily into the dustbin and made a loud noise.

Moya's delicate eyebrows and eyes radiated vicious light, almost biting his teeth and scolding bitch.

Moya is not a fool. Jiujiu's behavior is clearly demonstrating to her.

He robbed the man who should have belonged to him, and now he dares to demonstrate to himself. It's like stepping on his own face.

Moya's back teeth were ground in his mouth. After a moment, he took out his mobile phone and sent a paragraph.

At noon, Nalan Weiyang ate the food cooked by Jiu Jiu.

Jiujiu cooked a very simple home cooked dish. After eating, there were Jiujiu cooked fruit tea and exquisite snacks.

Jiujiu's fruit tea is sour and sweet, coupled with Jiujiu's small, exquisite and not too sweet snacks, let alone how much to enjoy.

Anyway, no matter how Nalan Weiyang feels, the assistant feels that he is simply too happy.

After dinner, Nalan Weiyang told Jiujiu about the things he asked people to investigate, and then asked Jiujiu what he wanted to do.

The news investigated by Nalan Weiyang's men was naturally deliberately released by Jiujiu.

Of course, the man who can drop the steamed stuffed bun and give money to wanghong is Moya, because her system is too advanced, and even if Nalan Weiyang's men are powerful, they can't find Moya's head.

Jiujiu thought Nalan Weiyang would investigate a person she didn't know, but when she saw the four words he Lanjie written on the paper, she immediately recalled the corners of her mouth.

Jiujiu's eyes crossed the four words he Lanjie, raised his head, looked at Nalan Weiyang and said, "he Lanjie?"

"HMM." Nalan Weiyang raised his hand and rubbed the top of Jiujiu's hair. He felt the crisp feeling brought by Jiujiu's soft hair tip across his palm. The corners of Nalan Weiyang's mouth were uncontrollably hooked up, and his voice changed from calm and cold to gentle and soft.

Nalan Weiyang's palm crossed Jiujiu's cheek along Jiujiu's hair top, and his fingers crossed Jiujiu's delicate cheek. His fingertips gently pinched a piece of soft meat on Jiujiu's cheek, rubbed it with love, and directly held Jiujiu's small hand.

Nalan Weiyang's hands were very big and hot. Even if the air conditioner was turned on in the house, the moment their palms overlapped, there was a layer of sticky sweat where they adhered together.

However, neither Jiujiu nor Nalan Weiyang opened their palms. Nalan Weiyang played with Jiujiu's thin and soft fingers while looking at Jiujiu and asked, "what do you want to do with this?"

It is impossible to continue laissez faire, not to mention the group of net red brain powder squatting downstairs, even Nalan Weiyang, is unwilling to let Jiujiu have such a bad reputation on his back.

Jiujiu didn't directly give Nalan Weiyang how to deal with it. Instead, she raised her head, kissed Nalan Weiyang on his chin, and said with a smile, "a Yang, you are very kind to me."

Jiujiu's voice is already delicate and soft. At the moment, you can lower your voice. It's sweet and greasy like a piece of marshmallow, soft and boring.

Nalan Weiyang felt that if he didn't sit on the sofa at the moment, his legs would be soft.

Nalan Weiyang bowed his head and kissed Jiujiu's lips, saying, "yes, how do you want to deal with this matter?"

"I don't know much about these things, ah Yang. Just look at it and deal with it." Jiu Jiu looks up at Nalan Weiyang's eyes and trusts him wholeheartedly, which greatly satisfies Nalan Weiyang's satisfaction as a man and makes Nalan Weiyang feel that he is Jiujiu heaven and earth.

Nalan Weiyang looked at Jiujiu's tender cheek full of trust, and suddenly thought that Jiujiu was less than 20 now.

Nalan Weiyang's fingers crossed his tender cheeks, and his voice was low. After making a sound, he was ready to let the assistant deal with the matter.

Nalan Weiyang just took out his mobile phone and was about to call the assistant to let him deal with it. The door of the office was pushed open. Then Jiujiu saw the lady who had dumped her face with money. Nalan Weiyang's mother came in with an elegant step.

Even in her late fifties, Mrs. Nalan's figure remains very good. Especially now she is wearing a cheongsam, which perfectly outlines her figure. With the face that has experienced years, she has more and more charm.

If an elderly man is a jar of mellow old wine, then Mrs. Naran is a glass of wine with just right fermentation, which gives people endless aftertaste.

As soon as Mrs. Nalan entered the door, she looked at Nalan Weiyang sitting on the sofa and Jiujiu leaning on Nalan Weiyang's shoulder as if she had no bones.

At the moment of seeing Jiujiu, Mrs. Nalan's face was a little ugly, but because Nalan Weiyang was there, she didn't directly show her disgust for Jiujiu as last time, so she could only ignore Jiujiu and look at Nalan Weiyang and say, "I heard Xiaoya say you have a girlfriend?"

The five words "I heard from Xiaoya" have fully shown that Mrs. Naran was killed entirely because of the secret told by Maya

For businessmen, whistleblowing is the deadliest.

Nalan Weiyang, who originally looked at Moya differently because of Moya's good working ability, was a little bad about Moya's senses because of Moya's snitching on his mother.

Nalan Weiyang was a little unhappy, but he couldn't make an unhappy look at his mother, so he just raised his hand with Jiujiu and looked at Nalan Fu's humanity: "Mom, this is my girlfriend Han Jiujiu, Jiujiu, this is my mother."

"Don't introduce it. We've met." seeing Nalan Weiyang admit Jiujiu's identity in front of his own face, Mrs. Nalan's face pulled down in an instant.

Some time ago, Moya sent him a message, saying that she heard from a friend that the landlady of the cafe downstairs of Nalan Weiyang had to go to the company to meet Nalan Weiyang every afternoon.

After showing the housekeeper for a few days, she also determined that Jiujiu would go to the company every afternoon. Although she didn't stay for a long time each time, she did go every day.

When a man sees a woman every day, even if Nalan Weiyang doesn't notice anything, Mrs. Nalan, as a woman, can feel that, anyway, Nalan Weiyang's sense of Jiujiu is definitely not bad