Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[118 Who Kicked Who ([-])]

The engagement between the Nangong family and the Ou family was reported by various media, press conferences, banquets, high-level charity meetings... In one day, Song Xiaozhi accompanied Nangong Jue and Ou Xinya to participate in more than a dozen meetings. When the news came, There were overwhelming reports in newspapers, and the sweet accompanying photos of Master Nangong and Miss Ou could be seen everywhere.

Zhizhi was wearing black work clothes and a peaked cap, carrying the things that Ou Xinya was going to change for the banquet like a dog, and followed like a follower all day long.

It was approaching evening, and the last press conference was over. Ou Xinya left the venue, trotted over in a flowing floral dress and got in the car, "Xiaozhi, I must be very tired today. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Serving Miss Ou is my duty."

Zhizhi replied lightly, and looked at the man across the street.

The conversation between her and Nangongjue yesterday seemed to be effective. Nangongjue didn't sit in the car she drove, didn't pay attention to her again, and didn't say a word to her, not even a look.

Zhizhi saw An Yan open the car door, and Nangongjue sat in. Thin lips started and ordered something, the car started, and the dust flew away.

Ou Xinya's face was still ruddy and said: "Xiaozhi, the young master wants us to go back to Nangong's house first. My grandpa has already arrived. I will have dinner with Nangong's family tonight to discuss the wedding."

Zhizhi nodded in response, started the car and drove slowly.

She looked at Ou Xinya in the mirror, she was no longer as timid and timid as she was when she first arrived yesterday, she was more comfortable and calm, especially when she mentioned the word Nangongjue, her face was always faintly rosy.

Perhaps, it has something to do with their close talk last night.

Zhizhi smiled silently, staring at the front, unwilling to continue thinking...

"Xiao Zhi", Ou Xinya suddenly called her after her, "I have a question to ask you, can I?"

"You said."

"do you know……"

Ou Xinya paused, bit her lip, "Who is that woman who is very close to Young Master Nangong in those photos...?"

With a sharp hiss, the car stopped!

Song Xiaozhi parked the car on the side of the road, looked down at the stack of photos that Ou Xinya handed over, feeling unreal...

Who is this woman!

Isn't this woman her!

Moreover, even the clothes she is wearing now are exactly the same!

She pretended to be calm, turned her head and said, "Miss Ou, this... I don't know very well."

"Then... have you heard the rumors that the young master Nangong is not close to women?"

Zhizhi thought for a while, then nodded, "It seems that there is."

Ou Xinya grabbed her arm and asked fiercely like grabbing floating weeds, "Then why are these photos sent to the Ou family? If it wasn't for this, grandpa wouldn't suddenly change his mind and want me to marry the young master... "

Knowing his heart, it was not because of Nangong Yu, the third young master of Nangong who betrayed his elder brother to protect himself.

"Miss Ou, I don't know much about these things. If you want to know, I think you can ask the president directly." Conceal it, I believe the president will answer the questions Miss Ou wants to know."

Ou Xinya clasped her hands together at a loss, "Actually... I still don't dare to talk to him... When I see him... I'm always afraid... However, grandpa said that the eldest young master is more capable than the third young master. There are too many, it is my blessing to be able to marry the eldest young master, I will try what you say, Xiaozhi! Thank you, Xiaozhi."

Zhizhi was happy to be thanked, she nodded and started the car and continued to move forward——

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When they arrived at Nangong's house, the dinner was almost ready for the table. The old man of the Ou family and Nangong Zhan sat in the dining room to have a meal and talk, while Nangong Jue and Nangong Yu also sat at the dining table, but Nangong Mo was missing.

Ou Xinya entered the room and sat beside Nangong Jue, the two old men laughed.

When Zhizhi was about to leave, Nangong Zhan suddenly said: "Assistant Song, it's getting late, you should sit down and have dinner together before leaving."

Song Xiaozhi wanted to refuse, but Nangongyu had already grabbed her hand, pulled her to sit beside her, "Xiaozhi, I just ordered to prepare your favorite dessert."

Zhizhi nodded to Nangong Zhan and sat down.

Nangong Yu approached her and whispered evilly, "Xiao Zhi, how does it feel to sit next to Grandpa?"

"Third Young Master, where are you from, Master Rabbit?" Zhizhi smiled sweetly.

Nangongyu was ridiculed by Zhizhi again, with a frustrated look on her face, "Do you hate me? Scold me when you see me."

"Who scolded you!" She looked wronged, "I'm telling the truth."

Nangong Yu was impatient - this woman was too tough, he couldn't afford to provoke her.

Song Xiaozhi looked up and saw Ou Xinya covering her lips, talking to Nangongjue in a low voice, Nangongjue listened with deep eyes, with a very concerned expression.

He didn't watch his actions all the time like last time.

She didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy...

"Nangong Yu, why isn't Nangong Mo here?" She remembered that Grandpa Nangong said that no one should be absent today.

"He has a leg problem and can't wear prosthetics." Nangong Yu took a sip of wine, "The old man has always disliked useless people, and he hates seeing Nangong Mo's crutch appearing in front of him, so Nangong Mo simply returned to his place Went to rest."

Zhizhi was worried, "Is his leg okay, is it serious?"

Nangong Yu's face became even more bitter, "Why didn't you care about me when you kicked me as a third-level cripple? You were jealous of your elder brother and worried about Nangong Mo, so you never cared about me!"

"Nangongyu, are you a resentful woman?"

She rolled her eyes at him, hooked her head to eat, and stopped talking.

Nangong's dishes are still very attractive...the taste is very good...

Halfway through the meal, Mr. Nangong cleared his throat and began to speak. Most of them were about business and arms transactions after the cooperation between the Nangong family and the Ou family. Everyone kept quiet and listened respectfully.

Zhizhi leaned on the back of the chair, listening to Mr. Nangong talking about weapons, he was a little fascinated...

Suddenly, she felt a kick on her left leg.