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The phone call that Han Yao received was not from the hospital, but from her in-name mother-in-law, Shen Limei.

Just thinking about those eyes, Han Yao's entire body was trembling as if she could see through him and see through him, a gaze that could burn her entire body to the point that not even ashes could be seen.

In Shang Ya's coffee shop, there was a transparent glass wall with a clear and transparent marble floor. In the corner, there were a few pots of green lilies. Vines were wrapped around the glass wall, making it look very artistic.

Han Yao walked over uneasily and sat down opposite of her.

"What do you want to drink?"

The waiter handed over the list to Han Yao with a good attitude. Han Yao opened the menu and looked.

This price … It was even more beautiful than the decorations here!

"Ugh …" Give me a glass of plain water, will you? "

"Yes, miss, please wait a moment."

The waiter's attitude was good, but Han Yao heaved a sigh of relief, luckily she did not embarrass her because she could not order the coffee.

"I don't even dare to order a cup of coffee that I like. Since you're in such dire straits, do you think it'll be okay for you to be with my son?"

Shen Limei said indifferently, she withdrew her gaze from the window and looked at Han Yao's delicate face.

What a foxy girl, didn't she follow Ji Cheng back then? How did he get involved with his son in the blink of an eye?

"Mom …"

Han Yao cupped her hands, and before she could even finish speaking the difficult words, Shen Limei interrupted her, saying coldly and sarcastically: "In my heart, the only daughter-in-law is Xiao Xue, you better not sully the word 'mother'."

Snowy? Was he referring to Jiang Ruxue?

Actually, Shen Limei didn't want to find trouble with Han Yao the second day after the wedding either. However, the newspapers and the media were all reporting on how much they loved each other.

Considering the fact that she knew her son well, Shen Limei was afraid that Nanfeng Haozhe would fall even deeper into her trap, hence she decided to strike first and gain the upper hand.

"Han Yao, I don't care what motive you have for being together with my son, but, please leave my son! If you need money, and if you need medical fees and conditions, I can provide them. "

Shen Limei said as she slid a piece of paper from the table to in front of Han Yao.

"In addition, didn't Haozhe tell you today? The Design Draft participating in the competition, were they all drawn by you? Let me tell you, it's a failure. Ytin didn't even get into the top three. The company's clothing sales this autumn is still unknown … "

Did he lose the competition for one of the top ten items?

Han Yao's fingernails dug deep into her palm and she clenched her fists tightly.

"I... "I don't know."

These few words seemed to use up all the strength in Han Yao's body.

She did not know that Nanfeng Haozhe had ignored the objections of everyone and used her Design Draft to participate, and did not know that she had lost the competition.

The sunlight shone through the glass window and shined upon the fine beads of sweat on Han Yao's forehead, completely exposing her nervousness and awkwardness.

"I …"

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell him the truth. However, when she thought of how Nanfeng Haozhe had helped her so many times, she could not bear to betray him.

A slender finger grabbed the business card on the table. A crisp "hua" sound could be heard …

The business card was torn into several pieces and thrown mercilessly into the dustbin.

"Mom, if you have anything, just tell me directly. Han Yao is my wife and from today onwards, she is under my protection. I hope that in the future, if my mother wants to provide my grandmother with good medical conditions, she can discuss it with me directly. "After all, we are mother and son. There are many things that can be discussed easily."

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he held Han Yao's hand and directly pulled her out of the coffee shop.

From his cold face, Han Yao knew that he was angry.

"Your mother said. Competition... lost? "

Han Yao trembled as she asked. She lowered her head and looked at the center of her brows as she casually replied, "Right, if they failed, then it was because they had eyes but failed to recognize Mt. I told them that the temperature will drop significantly this year. They don't believe me when I tell them that the weather department didn't report anything. What basis do I have? "

"Then how did you know that it would greatly cool down?"

Nanfeng Haozhe sighed, looked at the sky, sighed, and said: "I have an uncle who went out to work, he is a monk at the Cloud Mountain Temple. Because he had been studying weather all year round and had leg pains, his prediction of the weather these years was especially accurate. He told me that the temperature will be greatly reduced today, and it is said that the temperature will be coming soon. "

"So that's how it is."

Although Han Yao felt that it was suspenseful, but's uncle had long been rumored to be floating in A City, so she was not very surprised.

"But, even if it is true, the competition has already passed, and we have lost. When I heard from your mother today, I was worried to death. Could it be that the employees won't get a salary and bonus this year? "

"These are not things you should worry about. Just be your Madame Nanfeng now. "

Nanfeng Haozhe consoled Han Yao, but Han Yao understood the seriousness of the situation.

The two of them walked home in silence. Nanfeng Haozhe laid on the sofa lazily and turned on the computer on the tea table, staring at the stock market above …

"Du, du, du … …"

The phone rang and he quickly picked it up.

Ling Ling anxiously called out from the phone: "CEO, are you looking at the stock market today? "We're falling in a straight line..."

Nanfeng Haozhe took the phone away from his ear, his right hand subconsciously pinching the bridge of his nose, he said: "I got it."

Han Yao stood at the side and listened to the wind, looking at Nanfeng Haozhe's calm expression, she also started to worry. However, in the next second, she heard Nanfeng Haozhe making a call …

"Hello? "Han Shu, help me buy the stocks that others sold. Oh yeah, I'll use your money for now, you help me hold on for three days, I'll buy everything back in three days."

"Good!" Young Master Nanfeng, with a single word, your brother's afternoon tea and night life will all go down the drain. "

After finishing his call, Nanfeng Haozhe called Ling Ling back.

Then turning back, he saw Han Yao looking at him with a worried expression, a cup of hot coffee in her hand.

He opened his mouth and motioned for her to feed him.

She shyly put the tip of her foot on top of the cup and brought it to his pretty lips. Her sexy thin lips parted and she gently took a sip. As the sweet taste of coffee entered her mouth …

"Wife …"

"Hmm?"

He cried out so suddenly that she deserved it, and then she blushed and slapped him on the chest.

Nanfeng Haozhe laughed softly, held her small hand and teased: "Tomorrow, after grandmother's operation is done, let's go travel, how about it?"