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Chapter 867 She Has Lived Here For Four Years

Chapter 867 She Has Lived Here For Four Years
Nalan was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "Of course."

"But." Uncle Zhang's expression was obviously complicated.

"Uncle Zhang, treat me as a stranger." Nalan Jun stated the facts in a calm tone, "I have nothing to do with the Leng family anymore."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang's hand holding the tray became inexplicably tighter, "So, Miss Nalan, you came here for the young master?"

Nalan Jun paused, a pair of clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed a strange light.Soon, she nodded and admitted directly, "Yes."

Hearing this answer, Uncle Zhang couldn't help feeling some worries.

The wife doesn't know at all that the young master has become very lonely now, he is obsessed with researching robots all day long, he doesn't go to kindergarten, and plays alone every day.

He didn't even know how to tell his wife.

"Uncle Zhang." Nalan Jun folded his hands in front of him, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "How is Mu Mu?"

Uncle Zhang's eyes flickered for a moment, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "Of course it's very good. The young master is living a good life. He just plays every day."

When Nalan Jun heard this, he instantly felt relieved.She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already 10:30.

"Uncle Zhang, I have to go to the interview, I can't talk anymore." After finishing speaking, she bowed politely to express her gratitude, after all, Uncle Zhang took care of her just now.

After bowing, she was about to leave.

Uncle Zhang looked at her leaving figure, with inexplicable melancholy on the corners of his eyes and brows.

The wife is here for an interview, should he tell the husband to know?
Just as he was hesitating, suddenly, the girl who had already left turned around and asked, "By the way, Uncle Zhang, the path in the back garden should still be there, right?"

Uncle Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly said, "The path in the back garden is still there, Mrs. Nalan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'll go out from the back, and the interviewer must not know that I slept in the guest room of Leng's house." Nalan Jun said, raised his hand, then turned and left.

Seeing that Nalan Jun's figure really disappeared this time, Zhang Bo thought for a while, and finally put down the tray, then took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and typed.

In the hall, Leng Zimu took the tea made by the robot and gurgled down it.

After drinking a cup of tea, he jumped off the sofa, and then manipulated the remote control. With his control, the robot got down again, so he sat directly on the robot, touched the flat remote control in his hand with his fingers, and the robot crawled. and left the hall.

Walk around from the hall to the restaurant, and then leave through another entrance of the restaurant.

Outside the restaurant is the back garden, which is planted with green plants and rockery, including big tree swings, and trellises full of grapes.

Leng Zimu sat on the robot, and after coming out of the restaurant, he controlled the robot to come to the grape trellis, immediately stretched out his little hand, picked a grape, and threw it into his mouth.

At the same time, after Nalan Jun left the guest room, he made a detour, passed the servant's room, then went to the kitchen, and then crossed the dining room.

She has lived here for four years and is already familiar with the place.

This house is very big, and every place is cleverly designed. People who don't know it will easily get lost, but she will definitely not.

Passing through the restaurant and heading towards the exit is the back garden, she hurriedly planned to walk to the small path on the Qingshiban Road.

boom!
At this moment, a sound came from not far away, she stopped and turned to look.

(End of this chapter)

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