I go north, you go south

"What else is there to say?"

Nan Zishu was suddenly a little discouraged.

How could she have the feeling that she had said something wrong again unintentionally.

"Of course I will arrange a driver and a personal caregiver for you." Fang Jiaming replied that it was a matter of course.

Nan Zishu could only bend the corner of his mouth helplessly: It seems that his feeling is still very accurate.

After dinner, Nan Zishu chatted with Fang Jiaming for a while.Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, Fang Jiaming reluctantly planned to leave.

"mom."

Nan Zishu stood up and took Fang Jiaming's hand familiarly, with a cute tone: "It's getting late anyway, why don't you stay here today?"

As she said that, she shook Fang Jiaming's hand as if asking for credit: "I've packed the guest room for you a long time ago."

Seeing such a lovely Nan Zishu, Fang Jiaming was startled for a moment.Then she laughed even more happily: "Our Shushu family is good, thinking of me in everything."

She even embraced him unceremoniously.Then, while resting his head on Nan Zishu's shoulder, he complained in a "mourning" voice: "It's not like my son, who doesn't think about me as a mother at all."

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to turn around and pass Ling Bei a sharp eye.

Eh?Is this the first trick Ling Bei has harvested today?

In this regard, Ling Bei could only shrug helplessly.

It's just that when he met Shang Nanzi Shu Wang's eyes, he curled his lips at her quite politely.

How aggrieved and aggrieved that expression is.

Therefore, Nan Zishu couldn't help laughing at the mother and son's way of acting like a baby in different ways but with the same essence.

While Ling Bei and Nan Zishu exchanged glances quietly, Fang Jiaming sat up straight from Nan Zishu contentedly.He didn't forget to say something in his mouth: "It's good to have Shushu."

But when she looked at Nan Zishu again, the prettiness in her eyes had completely disappeared.She gently patted the back of Nan Zishu's hand: "But Shushu, although Mom doesn't want to reject your kindness, but"

Fang Jiaming pointedly turned his head and glanced at Ling Bei behind him: "You young couple are at home at night, so it's inconvenient for me to stay."

Nan Zishu didn't realize that there was anything wrong with these words for a while.He just thought that Fang Jiaming was worried about bothering them, so he continued to persuade: "It's okay, don't be afraid of trouble. You rest your time, and we won't bother you."

"It's probably me who will disturb you."

Seeing that Nan Zishu still didn't understand, Fang Jiaming didn't explain it on purpose.Instead, he smiled meaningfully and looked at the two of them back and forth: "Okay, it's getting late, so don't stay up all the time."

After speaking, she patted Nan Zishu's hand for the last time, and said in a low voice, "Just don't forget tomorrow at noon."

"Mom, wait a minute."

Just as Fang Jiaming was about to turn around, Ling Bei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped her.Then I saw him copy a document bag from the coffee table beside him.

"What?" Fang Jiaming couldn't help showing doubts.

She reached out to take the slightly old but very heavy paper bag, flipped through it briefly, but did not open it on the spot.

"There's nothing written on it," Fang Jiaming muttered to himself, and looked at Ling Bei with some curiosity: "What the hell is it that makes it so mysterious?"

"The Ling family gave it to you, and they said it was for you."