Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[246 Nangong Jue and Lu Lan]

Seeing this, Yang Qi hurriedly got up and said: "Miss, are you okay, I'm sorry, I was only interested in reminiscing with Madam, and I forgot to serve tea and water."

As he said that, he got up and took the teapot, and got up to go outside to urge the dishes.

Zhizhi looked at the red back of his hand, and subconsciously covered it with his left hand, which was completely cold.

Tea leaves float in the cup, and the fragrance of tea fills the room.

I know I have not tasted the tea, but I already feel astringent.

Meng Yao turned to her direction, and asked in a calm tone: "Miss Song, do you have anything to ask me?"

Zhizhi pressed the back of her hand with her fingertips and said nothing.

Meng Yao laughed, "Oh, I see, Ah Jue should have told you about it, right? He once had a childhood sweetheart, who grew up together, trained in various places together, did various difficult missions together, and Breaking through the Tenth Prison, being injured together, living and dying together, fighting together, the fiancée who will never forget, Miss Lu Family——Lu Lan."

Zhizhi's heart began to tingle in a daze, and the initial humming in her head almost occupied her entire brain frantically.

Should she know this?

She didn't know, not at all.

Nangong absolutely absolutely never mentioned this woman.

Why the Lu family is valued, because of Lu Lan, why Lu Qianning can be arrogant, because of Lu Lan, why Nangong will never give in to the Lu family again, because of Lu Lan.

It's not the Lu family that is important to him, it's Lu Lan.

Knowing at this moment, it became clear that the purpose of the old lady, the Lu family was threatened this time, and the old lady was invited to come out in person to repel her, the woman who broke into Nangongjue's life.

Never forget these five words, which made her temples start to throb, and she had a severe headache.

Is it because he really didn't forget that he made him hide something from himself?

Meng Yao didn't hear her voice, so he put away his smile, "Xiao Lan once lost her life for the Baonan Palace's arms, to save Ah Jue, and to save me. In Ah Jue's heart, you will never be able to compared to."

Zhizhi picked up the teacup silently, took a sip of tea, "Old lady, you also said that it was the past. In the past, I only knew Nangong Jue now."

"For so many years, Ah Jue is still protecting the Lu family. Even the last time something happened because of Qian Ning's mistake, he still managed to get by. You should be aware of Ah Jue's temperament, which is clear about rewards and punishments. Such things are covered in your head. Ms. Song, why don't you Is it interesting to continue pretending to be stupid and deceiving yourself and others?"

Every word Mengyao said made Zhizhi's heart sink a bit, and finally, when she mentioned the cause of the two of them's quarrel and cold war, she punched her right hand and clenched them together.

"It just shows that he knows how to be grateful." Zhizhi's voice was still very light, without any angry tone, "Old lady, it's too late to beat mandarin ducks with sticks. You brought me here to remember the past. It's really troublesome. But how Nangong Jue treats me, no one knows better than me. No matter how important the past is, it can only be the past. If you ask me how I feel today, I will only say that I respect Miss Lu very much , without any pretense, that’s all.”

Meng Yao was silent for a while, and her thin lips parted slightly, "Okay, let me see how much you, Miss Song, know about my Ah Jue."

Zhizhi calmly continued: "Ma'am, I'm not someone who retreats after a few words. If you really hate me, then tell Nangong Jue about it."

"You're such a great character."

"Don't dare to take it." Zhizhi got up, "I'm here, and the old lady doesn't feel at ease when eating, why don't I go around and pick you up later."

After saying that, Meng Yao couldn't help but agree, and Zhizhi walked out quickly.

When she walked to the lobby, she happened to see Yang Qi walking over. He knew that he was going to leave, and said strangely: "Miss, the dishes have just started."

Zhizhi shook her head, "I've eaten, the old lady's eyesight is inconvenient, please take good care of her, I'll pick her up later."

At this time, a teenage girl ran over with a framed photo of more than ten inches in her arms, and shouted loudly: "Dad, I heard you talking about Sister Lu, do you want to see Sister Lu's photo, Madam?"

"Xiaoxuan, quickly put away the photos, the old lady has bad eyesight, so she can't read them."

Zhizhi wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't control her eyes and looked over.

It was a very happy photo. It seemed that it should have been taken during a meal.

Teenage boys, teenage girls, the girl clasped the boy's neck with her elbow, opened the boy's mouth with a finger, and forcefully poured food into the boy's mouth with a smile.

The boy was very handsome, but his face was already cold at that time, but he was angry and helpless under the hands of the girl, twisting his stinky face and letting her force it.

Random short hair, flying eyebrows, beautiful, sunny, beautiful, healthy face, sweet and beautiful smile, rough movements, casual expression, but still can't hide the intersection of eyes that she can gather, eye-catching sharp.

Zhizhi looked at the photo, looked at it, and lost his mind.

This is... Nangong Jue.

With Lu Lan... Nangong Jue.

"Sister, your eyes are so red, what's the matter?" Tong Zhi's voice slid into her ears, she regained her senses knowingly, shook her head and said it was okay, then turned her head quickly, took steps, and walked out with her head hooked.

"Dad, what happened to that sister?"

"Don't ask too much, go, put away the photos first,

Meng Yao, who was sitting in the box, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

The seemingly strong woman likes duplicity, such beautiful rhetoric, but unfortunately, it can only be called a gorgeous disguise.

She groped, picked up the chopsticks, put the spicy dish in her mouth, and suddenly her eyes became hot...

Xiaolan, don't worry, the Nangong family owes you.

I won't make Ah absolutely look down on the Lu family.

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Zhizhi walked out of the restaurant quickly, and let go of her clenched hands, only to realize that her right hand was pinched by her unconsciously, and there were marks on her right hand, which were superimposed on the spot where she was burned, and it was very painful.

She went to the phone booth and called Nangong Jue.

The phone rang once and then answered, he seemed to have foreseen it, and his voice was filled with angry concern, "Where is it, why is the phone not connected?"

As soon as Zhizhi heard his voice, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and bit the flesh, for fear of crying...

"Why don't you talk?" He lowered his voice and tried to soften his tone, "Did she make things difficult for you?"

"It's okay." Zhizhi endured, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible, "I lost my phone, and I'm afraid you'll call me, so I specially called to tell you, don't worry."

Nangong Jue was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Miss Song, I can hear you crying."

Zhizhi shook her head, "No, I haven't been bullied, why cry."

She forced a smile, "The old lady is suddenly hungry, bring me something to eat, and I'll go back later, don't worry, that's all, I'll hang up first."

There was no reply from that side.

Zhizhi glanced at the monitor, and there was still a fee, so he called into the microphone, "Nangongjue?"

There is no echo.

No hangup sound either.

Zhizhi stared at the microphone, called a few more times, and found that there was no echo after all, when she raised her hand to hang up...

"I'm here."

Behind him, suddenly came a deep and mellow voice.

She was dazed for a moment, and the next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

The microphone fell and fell down along the white line, back and forth, shaking from side to side.

Zhizhi was buried in this embrace, remembering that when they met for the first time, she had slipped into this embrace and fell asleep, as if she was destined to fall in love with this man at that time.

Distance, close at hand.

She lay on his chest, and could hear his slightly rapid heartbeat and slight panting...

He started coming the moment he got her call.

Zhizhi's eye circles were red, and the bitten fingers began to hurt violently.

Nangong Jue raised his hand, and when he saw her tears and the blood stained on the corner of her lips, his chest shrank suddenly. He grabbed her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His tone was very angry but worried, " Miss Song, don't hide anything I said, who allows you to cry secretly here?"

"I didn't cry." Zhizhi said stiffly.

He rubbed her cheek and said angrily, "Then what's going on?"

"It rained just now", Ms. Song made nonsense.

Nangong Jue looked at her with a frown, Zhizhi changed the subject, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Why did you come?"

"I can't get through the phone. I thought something was wrong and I've been looking for you. When you called just now, I ordered a location check."

Zhizhi raised her moist eyes and looked at him for a while, then murmured to herself in a low voice: "In your last life, you must have been a Doraemon, or you could travel through time, otherwise, how could it be so fast!"

Nangong Jue raised her chin, stared into her eyes and asked, "You haven't told me why you're crying yet."

Zhizhi looked up at him, looked at him, and thought of the young man in the photo, he still had such indifferent eyes and such a handsome face, but it took more time to engrave on it, and there was more maturity and coldness that could not be seen at that time .

"It's not for Kakashi anyway." Zhizhi smiled slightly, pushed him and said, "Okay, the old lady is eating at the restaurant ahead, and we will pick her up, let's go."

Nangong Jue frowned slightly, did not continue to ask, and walked over following Zhizhi's footsteps.

Before I entered the restaurant, I saw the little girl sitting in front of the door, jumping up and down and shouting: "Sister, the old lady said that I will go back first, and I won't wait for you, my father wants me to wait here to tell you."

Zhizhi was surprised: "Who did the old lady go back with?"

"It was picked up by a sister, very similar to the sister in the photo." The little girl laughed, "The old lady said she went back to the villa first."

Zhizhi's body paused for a moment, and he already understood in his heart who was coming.

When Nangongjue saw this restaurant and heard the word "photo", he already understood very clearly what his Miss Song had just heard.

Nangong Jue held her hand and ordered in a low voice, "Get in the car first."

Zhizhi got into Nangong Jue's car and drove in the direction of Nangong Villa——

Along the way, Zhizhi leaned on the back of the chair and looked out the window, without speaking, her thin lips were slightly pursed, her face was silent.

"Miss Song, I once had a fiancée," Nangong Jue said suddenly, breaking the silence, "It's from the Lu family, named Lu Lan."

Zhizhi turned her face away and said softly: "Well, she is very beautiful, I have seen the photos."

Nangong hummed, and stopped talking.

Zhizhi waited for a while, and seeing that he had no more to say, she also turned her head away, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Once, fiancee, Lu Lan.

What he wanted to tell himself... So there was only so much.

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The car drove into the garage of Nangong Villa, Zhizhi and Nangong Jue got out of the car and walked towards the living room of the villa——

The living room was brightly lit, and through the glass door, one could see Meng Yao sitting on the sofa from a distance, chatting with others, with a smile on his face and a happy expression.

Walking in, the girl's back became clearer and clearer. She had short hair at the ears, a thin but exquisite upper body wrapped in a black tight top, and light blue jeans with some whitishness. She looked very neat and comfortable.

When she turned her face and smiled, Zhizhi felt that Nangong Jue beside her froze for a moment, as if she even stopped breathing for a second.

She opened her mouth to ask, but she heard his throat rolling with difficulty, as if suppressing the great pain, he uttered two words in a low voice, "Lu Lan..."

Zhizhi's heart suddenly lost weight, as if being crushed by a huge boulder.

"Nangongjue," she grabbed his arm and reminded in a low voice, "That's Lu Qianning."

Nangong Jue's eyes flickered, as if he was in some pain, and seemed to be enduring something, he held Zhizhi's hand with great strength, and Zhizhi felt that his hand bones were almost broken by him.

After a while, he responded in a low voice, his face regained his composure, and he walked into the living room with Zhizhi.

Zhizhi looked at Lu Qianning, her thin lips were filled with anger.

She still dares to come.

She cut her hair, changed her attire, and came here looking like Lu Lan!

(Thanks to Zhutou Lin for the gift to Mo, and cjj996979 for giving Mo Mo a red envelope, okay?^_^)