Back to the prosperous mansion.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw a small dumpling sitting on the sofa, and a dog-blooded family drama was playing on the TV hanging on the wall.
Nan Zelin's body curled up into a ball, holding the remote control in his hand, yawning while watching this boring plot.
He pouted his lips disinterestedly and pressed the switcher on the remote control in his hand, from dog blood family drama to jewelry financial news.
Yan Zhixu shouted softly, "Little dumpling."
Hearing this, Nan Zelin got up from the sofa, put on his shoes and trotted in front of her, threw himself into his arms and hugged his thighs.
He raised his head and his face full of collagen was tender and tender, as if he could squeeze out water with a light pinch.
The little guy asked in a muffled voice, "Cousin, where have you been? Why did you come back now? I haven't seen you for a long time."
Yan Zhixu's hand fell on his small head and tucked his soft hair, "Just got back from auditioning."
Nan Zelin obediently allowed her to rub her hair, and clapped her hands vigorously, "Cousin is amazing, are you going to make a TV series? Can I visit the crew in the future?"
Hearing his childish words, she let out a low chuckle in her throat, picked him up easily, walked to the sofa and put it down.
Yan Zhixu raised the index finger of his right hand, scratched the tip of his nose, and said jokingly, "It's just an audition, it hasn't been finalized yet."
Nan Zelin picked up a pillow and lay on it, shaking his legs exposed in the air clock.
He is full of confidence and pride, "Cousin will definitely succeed in the audition."
Cousin is almost omnipotent, how could a small audition stumped her.
"Lend your auspicious words."
Yan Zhixu glanced at the time, smiled and went to the kitchen to call Wang Ma to prepare lunch.
Forty minutes later, several plates of fried dishes with all the colors and flavors were placed on the dining table. After the two of them had lunch, she took a break and drove Nan Zelin back to the old Nan's house.
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Sitting in the driver's seat, she saw through the car mirror that there was a car following closely behind her, her brows furrowed imperceptibly.
After slamming the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator, the Hongqi car rushed into a road with a lot of traffic, and made a circle to successfully get rid of the Volkswagen that was following.
Nan Zelin sat in the co-pilot, noticed something was wrong, and looked at her suspiciously.
He didn't panic, and he was far more calm and calm than his peers, "Cousin, are we being followed?"
"Well, but it's alright."
Yan Zhixu tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and his eyes were filled with deep thought, analyzing who the person he was following was aimed at.
The car drove into the Nan family mansion, she unfastened his seat belt for him, and carefully instructed, "A Lin, pay attention to safety when you go out recently, remember to bring a bodyguard."
If the person behind the scenes is coming for her, she can protect herself, and she is afraid that the target of the other party is a small group.
"Good cousin."
Nan Zelin nodded. He was not surprised by such a scene, and this kind of stalking happened from childhood to adulthood.
He waved goodbye, opened the door, got out of the car, and entered the Nan family mansion.
Yan Zhixu watched him leave before returning to Shengshi Haoting, parked the car, took out his laptop, and retrieved the surveillance of the road just now.
When I saw the license plate with the tail number 377, I sent the screenshot to Jiang Yan, [Check this car for me. 】
It didn't take long for the opposite side to reply, [Boss, this license plate is fake, and the identity of the owner cannot be found out. 】
Seeing this reply, Yan Zhixu's brows were filled with arrogance and anger, "Come prepared."
She exited the chat page and turned off the computer, rubbing her slender fingers, feeling the thin calluses on her fingertips.
"Buzzing—"
At this time, the phone vibrated.