Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【245 The Arrival of Mrs. Nangong ([-])】

Song Xiaozhi hurriedly changed into neat and elegant clothes, got in the car, and drove out of Nangong Villa towards the Z City Airport. It takes 10 minutes to arrive at the airport, and the speed of the car must be fast to arrive safely. Fortunately, Ms. Song has skills, so she is not too worried about being late thing.

On the way, she immediately called Nangong Jue, "Young Master, you'd better appear in front of me as soon as possible."

Through the phone, Nangong Jue still heard her tense tone, and asked in a low voice, "What is Miss Song nervous about?"

"I'm driving to pick up people at the Z city airport, 10 minutes time limit."

"Who?"

Zhizhi paused, "Your mother."

Hearing the words, Nangong Jue got up abruptly, picked up his coat and put it on his arm, stepped forward and walked out, and said in a low voice, "Be careful, I'll be right there."

After closing the line, Zhizhi looked down at the time, bit his lip, stepped up the accelerator, and rushed towards the airport——

It took her eight and a half minutes to arrive at the airport. After parking the car, she ran to the airport and looked around.

His gaze finally fixed on a middle-aged beautiful woman sitting in the middle.

She didn't have Hua Yong's dress, no arrogant crowd guards, and no special reminders, but Zhizhi still recognized who the old lady Meng Yao was at a glance.

Although she wore wide sunglasses covering her face, she could still see that her complexion was even and fair, and well maintained. At first glance, one would think that she was a beautiful woman in her forties.

When Zhizhi walked over, she didn't move, she only slowly cast her eyes in Zhizhi's direction, with a slight displeasure on her lips, "Miss Song, you're late."

Miss Song suddenly had the illusion of hearing Elder Nangong's words, and the tone was exactly the same.

She nodded and smiled, "Madam, strictly speaking, from the moment I hang up the phone, there are still 15 seconds to 10 minutes, so I can't be considered late."

Standing close, Zhizhi couldn't help but look at the old lady carefully.

She coiled her hair meticulously on her head, neat and noble, although the color of her dress was plain, it could be seen that everything was of great value.

The straight back, majestic imposing manner, slightly indifferent face, and the indifferent expression sitting on the chair are very similar to Nangong Jue.

She finally found the source of the young master's icy face.

Meng Yao's thin lips moved contemptuously, and said in a cold voice: "Really, then why did I wait here for a full ten minutes? Miss Song, I don't like people who like luck and eloquence, put away your cleverness .”

As soon as the words came out, I knew that if the old lady didn't deliberately trouble her, it was because she really didn't like herself.

The sneer at the corner of the old lady's mouth was not concealed in the slightest.

Zhizhi didn't reply this time, and said with a smile: "I have already notified the young master and his wife of your return, I think the young master will come over in about three minutes."

Nangong Building is far away from the airport, and it is located in the city center, so it will take time to drive. Zhizhi quickly estimated the speed of the young master, and explained meekly.

"Don't wait for Ah Jue," Meng Yao stood up slowly, half a head taller, "I'm hungry, you go eat with me first."

The tone of the command is arrogant, not to be questioned.

Knowing and hearing the words, it is inevitable that I feel uneasy, Nangong Jue, this ice cube, why is it so slow!

But still nodded and said: "Okay, old madam, I will pick up the car later."

The old lady reminded coldly, "Why, aren't you Ah Jue's woman? He didn't even tell you this?"

Zhizhi stopped, and when she looked back, she found that the old lady took out a folding cane from her bag, opened it, tapped the buckle on the floor, and walked forward slowly.

Zhizhi's heart was shocked, and she quickly retreated to her side, supported Meng Yao with one hand and said, "I'll help..."

"I'm blind, not trash!"

Meng Yao sneered coldly, with anger on his face, "Not yet leading the way!"

Miss Song sighed softly in her chest, then raised her foot, walked to Meng Yao's side, led her to the car——

The air pressure in the entire car is very low, and the atmosphere is very cold.

The old lady sat in the back of the car with a cold face and said nothing, so Zhizhi had no choice but to drive obediently and remained silent.

After driving some distance from the airport, Nangongjue called and asked in a low voice, "I'm in a traffic jam, I'm late, where are you?"

"The old lady is hungry, let's go eat first, and I will contact you when we get to the restaurant." Zhizhi glanced at the old lady sitting at the back, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Remember to arrive soon."

Before Nangong Jue could speak, the old lady behind her said, "Give me the phone."

The stalemate in the car was finally broken. Miss Song was relieved when she heard the first words the old lady said to herself in the car, and handed over the phone.

Meng Yao picked up the phone, her voice faded away softly, "Ah Jue, um, it's me, okay, I'll go back to the villa right away, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for her, um, just go back to the villa and wait, hehe, Don't prepare too much, your mother, I'm in the process of body shaping, okay, I'll be here soon. Also, don't tell Nangong Zhan anything about me."

After hanging up the phone, the old lady's face was indifferent again.

Knowing this, she was about to turn the steering wheel and drive towards Nangong Villa, when the old lady suddenly said coldly, "Go to Lane 32, Liangsi Street."

Zhizhi looked sideways, "Isn't the old lady planning to go back to the villa first?"

"Miss Song is so afraid of being alone with me? I won't eat you." Meng Yao's voice became colder, "Why, you don't want to have a meal alone with me?"

Zhizhi pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "If the old lady is willing, I have nothing against it."

Meng Yao snorted softly, opened the car window, raised her hand, and threw Zhizhi's cell phone out.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the mobile phone fell quickly. A truck happened to pass by on the right, and the white mobile phone was instantly crushed to pieces...

"Miss Song, this style is old, you should change it when you have time." The old lady closed the window with a cold expression on her face, "In this way, you can have this meal with me at ease."

Zhizhi looked at the icy face through the car mirror, tightened her hand holding the steering wheel, her face was slightly angry, but she endured it.

She believed that, as the old lady in charge of the Nangong family, she would not be so willful, nor would she be so disrespectful.

This series of events added together, summed up, is a kind of provocation.

Patience, because she is Nangong Jue's mother.

The purpose of keeping silent is to wait and see what happens and see what her purpose is.

It's just to accompany her for a meal, she, Song Xiaozhi, is not too useless to dare.

Zhizhi pursed his lips, and said in a sweet voice: "Good old lady, since I am more important than your son in your heart, then I will accompany you."

Behind Meng Yao's sunglasses, the eyebrows frown slightly, and the disdain on her face is slightly concealed——

What Qian Ning said is right, this is a tricky, arrogant, and very good at acting, otherwise, how could she eat so much of her indifferent sons who have no interest in other women except Xiaolan?

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

In an old Chinese restaurant with a sign in the alleys of Liangsi Street, Meng Yao led Zhizhi into it. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a man in his 50s running the restaurant. There was no one around, except for a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl who was cleaning. When she saw Zhizhi and the others coming in, she yelled inside, "Daddy, here are the guests."

The man in front of the counter responded and raised his head. When he saw the person standing in front of him, his expression was shocked, he hurriedly dropped the things in his hand, and walked out quickly, with a very respectful expression on his face, "Ma'am... really It's Madam!"

"Yang Qi, I haven't seen you for so many years, it sounds like you're doing well." Meng Yao showed his first smile, "Come over with some simple dishes, long time no see, I want to catch up with you. "

Yang Qi led them into the private room, ordered them to be fried and served, and then came over to wait on him. Zhizhi followed the old lady to his seat, while he sat opposite, and said with a smile: "Alan went shopping by chance, and I'll be there later It's time to come back, Madam hasn't come here for many years, she used to bring the young master and Miss Lu here."

Zhizhi's hand holding the cup paused, without saying anything, and began to pour boiling water.

"Yeah, Alan has been with me in Nangong's house for many years, but he didn't expect to marry a cook, and he praised your craftsmanship every day. After hearing about it, Xiao Lan came to taste it, and later fell in love with your spicy taste. As long as I have time to come to Z City, I will force Ah Jue to come here to eat together every day."

Zhizhi pursed her thin lips.

"At that time, it was quite chaotic here, and it was also because Ms. Lu and Young Master Jue often came to patronize me, so my place has been safe and sound. Now, I really miss Ms. Lu."

"It's a pity..." Meng Yao sighed, her eyes were red, "It's a pity that Xiaolan is gone now, until now, I often think of her... I think of the joyful voice of her and Ah Jue coming back to me with a smile and reporting the completion of the task... ..."

"Miss Lu and Young Master Jue have known each other for 20 years, and they have gone through all the wind and rain. Who would have thought that Miss Lu would have suffered in the end! If it weren't for her, Alan, who was on the mission together at that time, would not be alive anymore." Yang Qi mourned "In those few days when Alan said to serve the young master, the young master didn't eat or drink for several days and nights, locked himself in the house, smashed everything in the house, and refused to listen to anyone's persuasion. At that time, I really thought that the young master I can't take it anymore."

"I'm afraid we Ah Jue, apart from Xiaolan, we will never find another woman who matches her."

After the old lady's voice fell, Zhizhi's hand trembling while holding the tea, spilled half of the cup.

(Thanks to Qufu Qilu, Ye Shen Xiaoyue for presenting silent gold medals, and dear 750884758 for presenting silent gifts^_^)