Chapter 147

Nanxi cleared his throat and then said, "next to him is Francesca, Rosie's wife."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded faintly, and then looked at nanjue on one side.

There was no expression on nanjue's face. He was as cold as an iceberg, and his whole body was cold and repulsive.

Ruan Xiaomian gently tied a knot in her eyebrows, raised her hand and held the big palm of nanjue Xu.

Nanjue's hand shrunk a little, slightly side head, the light fell on Ruan Xiaomian's body, big palm a little bit tight.

Ruan Xiaomian felt a little feverish in her heart. She seemed to be able to feel what nanjue felt now.

Once upon a time, nanjue liked his brother so much, but he became the enemy who kidnapped him and even wanted to murder him.

Such a change, the shock and cold, is in the future every night of insomnia think of, will be cold all over.

She used to like Lindy so much. After her father heard nothing from her and her mother died, she regarded him as her only relative in the world.

But then

I don't want to.

After taking a deep breath, Ruan Xiaomian maintains the calm on the surface and looks at Rossi and Francesca coming. Her delicate lips gently lift a light arc, which is very appropriate.

"This is my sister-in-law?" Rosie came up, smiling eyes fell on nanjue's beautiful and cold face.

His expression was very ordinary and natural, as if he was not the one who had planned to kidnap nanjue, as if he was not the mastermind of the gun battle that nearly killed nanjue in the sea of flowers.

"I am." Ruan Xiaomian nodded with a smile, "cousin, cousin, hello."

"Hello." Francesca reaches out to Ruan Xiaomian.

Francesca is an American. Her golden hair is coiled into a noble bun. Her face is the deep and deep western style. Her nose is high, and her red lips are warm. There are also Ruby earrings with high value, which makes her look noble and sexy.

In addition, she was wearing a white coat. When Ruan Xiaomian saw her for the first time, she felt that the woman looked like Marilyn Monroe.

It's a real beauty.

Ruan Xiaomian held out his hand with a smile and shook hands with Francesca.

Rosie's voice rang out at this time, "I happened to come to see Moran today. Daniel, why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"It's not a surprise to tell you." Nan Jue's handsome face still has no expression, even the voice is cold, "call me nanjue."

"Nanjue?" Francesca chuckled. "Don't you want to break away from the Stewarts?"

"Why do you say that?" Ruan Xiaomian's lips smile slightly deepened, like a poppy in full bloom, beautiful but poisonous. "Isn't nanjue's mother a member of the Stewart family?"

Francesca raised his hand, covered his lips, laughed, nodded and said, "it's just a joke. Let's go in. Don't let Mo LAN wait for a long time."

She said, reaching forward in a master like manner.

Ruan Xiaomian pinched nanjue's big palm and turned to follow them to go inside.

Along the way, nanjue did not speak, but Ruan Xiaomian exchanged greetings with Rossi and Francesca.

Entering the castle, Andre, the Butler in tuxedo, immediately came up.

On both sides of the hall of the castle stood two neat teams of men in black uniforms, who bowed respectfully to them.

"Welcome Mr. nanjue home." Said Andrea respectfully.

Nanjue strides forward, exuding a trace of awe inspiring royal demeanor, as if he were a god falling into the world.

On the escalator, all the way to the fifth floor.

Mo LAN is waiting in the reception hall on the fifth floor.

Ruan Xiaomian was nervous because she wanted to see Mo LAN, but after seeing Rossi, she was not so nervous.

Rossi was the greatest enemy of the Marquis, that is, her greatest enemy.

She is not even afraid of Rossi. What is mo LAN afraid of?

"Madame Moran is in there." Andre led the party to the reception hall, knocked on the door, and opened the door.

Nanjue looked down at Ruan Xiaomian and met Ruan Xiaomian.

When he looked at Ruan Xiaomian, his face became more gentle.

Ruan Xiaomian bent his lips and laughed, intending to tell nanjue that she was not nervous.

"Madame Moran, Monsieur nachos is back, and so is Mr. Rossi." Said Andrea.

Ruan Xiaomian's sight has fallen on Mo Lan's body.

It turned out to be an oriental woman.

She looks very young, with meticulous hair, wearing a light blue sweater, white trousers, black and white silk scarf around her neck and pearl earrings. She has a noble and elegant temperament. She does not look like a person in her sixties.

"Grandmother." Nanjue said, taking Ruan Xiaomian to the past, said faintly, "this is my wife, Ruan Xiaomian.""I know."

Mo Lan's voice is also very light. He looks at Ruan Xiaomian, and his sight falls back on Rosie.

Rossi and Francesca stepped forward and gave Mo LAN a face dressing gift respectively. Then Mo Lan said with a smile, "sit down."

Andre then arranged for the maid to serve tea and coffee.

Ruan Xiaomian fell down with nanjue, while Rossi and Francesca sat opposite them.

"Grandmother Nanxi coquettish general to Mo LAN in the past, sat down beside Mo LAN, a hug Mo LAN, but also on her face heavy kiss.

Mo LAN laughs happily, raised hand to touch Nanxi's hair, "think grandmother?"

Nanxi nodded, "of course, I miss my grandmother."

"Nanxi is becoming more and more lovely." Said Rosie with a smile.

"Thank you." Nanxi looked at Rossi and his smile faded.

"Xiao Mian." Francesca said the two words in poor Mandarin and then asked in English, "can I call you that?"

"Of course." Ruan Xiaomian nods.

"Xiaomian, I heard you and Dan I mean, nanjue, you have been registered for a long time. Why did you come back? "

"Because I'm still in school. Time is running out." Ruan Xiaomian answers in fluent English.

However, her remaining light fell on Mo LAN body, the bottom of my heart is a little embarrassed.

Should she take the initiative to talk to Mo LAN?

Francesca looked at Mo LAN. "Well, I can see that you and nanjue are in love."

"Of course, Xiaomian doesn't even care about nanjue's illness. It's true love to marry him." Rossi said nothing of the illness of nanjue.

"Yes." Francesca's expression seemed like she suddenly remembered, "Xiao Mian, do you know that nanjue suffers from claustrophobia? I am still looking for experts in this field recently. I really care about nanjue. "

"Of course I know." Ruan Xiaomian's smile remained unchanged, but she felt cold for nanjue in her heart.

"Do you really know? I didn't think nanjue would tell you Rosie laughed.

"What is there to hide?" Ruan Xiaomian makes a confused expression.

"Everyone gets sick. Whether it's physical or mental, animals are still sick. If they don't get sick, they're not even animals. But I really envy you and Francesca. They're healthy all the time."

Rosie's smile froze for a second and then recovered.

To his surprise, nanjue's wife looked very young, but she spoke so sharp that she didn't even take dirty words.

He was said to be a beast.

Breathing slightly heavy, Rosie looked at Mo LAN with a smile, "Madame Molan, Xiaomian really loves nanjue, I feel happy for you."

Mo LAN started from Ruan Xiaomian's words just now, and his sight has been on Ruan Xiaomian.

Sure enough, this little girl is not a simple role.

After three or two words, Rosie was speechless. No wonder he would accept the death of his father and his enemy's daughter.

"Madame Moran, here comes Miss nuna." Said Andrea, coming forward.

"Nuna?" Nanxi was obviously surprised and looked at Mo LAN from the side of his head, "grandmother, why does nuna come?"

Moran then elegant smile, "nuna has come for many days, these days I am very boring, she has been with me, Andre, bring nuna in quickly."

"Mrs. Moran, we'll leave first, and we won't disturb you to enjoy the happiness of your family." Rosie and Francesca stood up.

Just now Ruan Xiaomian finished that speech, he already wanted to leave in anger.

Mo LAN nodded, "welcome to the welcome dinner of nanjue tomorrow night. You are welcome to attend."

With that, Mo LAN stood up slowly and said goodbye to Rossi and Francesca.

"My pleasure." Rossi said, and then nanjue and Ruan Xiaomian smile and leave with Francesca.

Nuna came in and the sound of her high-heeled shoes was muffled by the expensive carpet.

She walked with a proud pace, went directly to Mo LAN, gave you a warm hug, and looked at nanjue, "brother nanjue, why don't you tell me when you come back, so that I can meet you."

"No need." Said nanjue coldly. He really hates this woman.

"Don't talk to nuna like that, nanjue." Mo Lan's voice became slightly stern.

After that, she went on to say, "Nanxi, you take Miss Ruan to visit the room. Nanjue, you stay. I have something to tell you."

Nanxi Du mouth white nuna one eye, rose to Ruan Xiaomian in front of, "go, I'll take you to visit the room."

Ruan Xiaomian stood up, nodded to Mo LAN, and left the reception hall with Nanxi.

As soon as she went out, Ruan Xiaomian took a long breath and sighed in Mandarin, "fortunately, your grandmother didn't speak to me.""Are you stupid? You should please my grandmother now. Look at that nuna. Can't you learn from her? " Nanxi said with regret that iron was not made of steel.

She is about to hate nuna. She dares to compete for favor in front of her. Her grandmother likes her most. What is nuna?

Ruan Xiaomian shook her head helplessly. "Your grandmother didn't like me at first. She wanted me to be like nuna. What's the difference between that and a clown?"

Nanxi Tsutsu nose, "nuna is a clown. My brother's room is on the sixth floor. I'll show you around. I'll find Zhong Yi. Is he outside? Will it be cold? "

Ruan Xiaomian patted Nanxi unhappily, "Hey, I'm not familiar with the place of life. Do you want to leave me? Is the clock important or am I important? "

"If you ask this question, it means that you have a low IQ and make a fool of yourself. Of course, my brother Zhong is very important. You are really an idiot." Nanxi has a look at Ruan Xiaomian.

"I don't care. You'll stay with me in the room." Ruan Xiaomian grabbed Nanxi's wrist and refused to let go of anything.

She wanted to see the young girl who was full of love.

"Ruan Xiaomian, you are the most disgusting person!" Nanxi angrily said, the volume has increased.

"I hate that you want to stay with me. Let's call An'an and ask how she and instructor Xu are doing. Let's go." Ruan Xiaomian grasped Nanxi's wrist and walked forward quickly, as if she knew the way.