Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【272 Each has his own thoughts】

Meng Yao stood up in a daze, her face was cold, "I wish I could let go, and not dream that she made me lose a child every now and then, and put my youngest son who was only three months old in the cold weather. Throwing off the ferry, I deliberately lost my eldest son who just turned six years old in the wilderness of the jungle for a full month before finding it, and the most outrageous thing is that..."

She paused suddenly, withdrew her angry words, calmed down, and said after a while, "Nangong Zhan, since you know that this is about Ah Jue, don't mention the name Beiming Wanrou again."

Nangong Zhan murmured: "A Yao, go and rest first, I'll talk to Ah Jue."

Meng Yao froze for a moment, got up and went out, An Yan helped her upstairs to rest.

Nangong Jue sat quietly for a while, but when Nangong Zhan changed the subject, he said solemnly: "You owe the Lu family's debt, and it's up to you to decide whether to pay more or less. Now, family matters are important, and the general meeting of the headquarters is about to be held. The forces of all parties are converging, and you must be very careful if you want to be elected as the heir."

Needless to say, his son understood.

"Father, don't worry, I am bound to win."

Nangong Zhan took his seat and said after a long while: "Third brother, there is news. The Milan Mafia is in civil turmoil. He made a big fuss in the Roland family. In addition to the three-party turmoil, the Roland family just called back to thank you."

"He has always had the right to take care of himself," Nangong Jue said lightly, "A tiger father has no dogs."

Nangong Zhan smiled with satisfaction, stared at the elder son with a deep complexion, and asked, "You refused to get engaged because of that eloquent Miss Song?"

Nangong acquiesced without answering.

Nangong Zhan said deeply, "Miss Song and the second child are now in the headquarters together, and Xiao Tou is the second son's son. Boss, what are you still obsessed with?"

Nangong Jue's face was dark, and he said in a low voice: "Father, are you trying to persuade me to give up?"

"Ambush in the middle of the year, I was selfish and chose to save you. The second brother lost a leg and lost everything. Now, he rarely has a beautiful woman..."

Nangong Jue got up suddenly, with a frosty face, "Father, you still agree with mother."

However, it was just a smarter way of persuasion.

Nangong Zhan didn't say much, and ordered: "Since you understand what your mother and I are thinking, it is good that the visitor is a guest, and the way of hospitality must not be lost. You should take care of the Lu family first, and tell An Yi to serve Lu immediately. Miss is treating illnesses, so attending the banquet can't disgrace the Nangong family."

Nangong Jue pursed her thin lips, turned her head and left through the door.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

Zhizhi and his group were led to a villa by An Yi, just as they stepped into the living room, they saw Nangong Jue walking out of the study, Zhizhi subconsciously paused, and Nangong Jue also stopped.

Her eyes fell on his injured arm, and in just a few seconds, she hurried away.

Nangong Jue's eyes fell on the arm that was supporting Nangong Mo, she kept looking at it, but couldn't move it away.

But in just two days, it was already like this. He looked at her cheek, only saw her tilt her head, only looked at her holding Nangong Mo's arm, and never turned away.

Whether she left for the Lu family or for Nangong Mo, he was beginning to be unsure.

An Yi nodded towards Nangong Jue and said: "Master, the people have brought them back, I will take them to the guest room."

Nangong Jue nodded.

Zhizhi grabbed An Yi: "I have to live here, can't I change it?"

An Yi turned her head and smiled: "This is the main villa of the old man. The eldest young master and the third young master have always lived here. The old man said that there is no difference in treatment this time, and they all live in this villa."

Damn the indiscriminate treatment, she really doesn't want to meet Nangong Jue Ri Ri Ri now, which only adds to her sadness.

Nangong Mo saw what Zhizhi was thinking, and said in a low voice to An Yi: "We have been treated differently for so many years, why bother to put on a show, let me and Zhizhi change to another villa."

Nangong Jue raised his head and looked at Nangong absolutely.

The sights met for a few seconds, the flames were already radiating, and the smell of guns was strong, but no one spoke or moved.

For a while, the atmosphere was awkward and deadlocked.

Zhizhi felt very powerless. She knew that Nangong Mo was considered a weak force here, and she didn't want to delay Nangong Mo's investigation of his mother. It's all over, other villas are not as comfortable as serving here."

Hearing her reminder, Nangong Mo suddenly realized that his mother might have lived here before, so he lowered his head and smiled at her, "Okay, as long as you want."

This sentimental scene made Nangong Jue's body stiff, Shen Yan suppressed his anger and turned his face away.

She had never pulled the hem of his clothes so intimately.

He had never looked at himself with such calm and gentle eyes.

For Nangong Mo, it can be like this.

It has nothing to do with anger, it's just that she couldn't continue to see her snuggling up to Nangong Mo and smiling at each other. When she turned around, Nangong Jue's voice was still indifferent, "An Yi, take them into the guest room, and go to Miss Lu for medical examination later."

After all, I didn't look back and went upstairs.

Zhizhi squeezed the corner of Nangong Mo's clothes, and unconsciously clenched it tightly, creating creases.

Lu Qianning also came.

Why did she feel so unexpected?

The Lu family will not make any special contributions to the Nangong family, but only have a special relationship, and that relationship should be Nangong Jue's fiancée.

From Lu Qianning's words like that, she would not be sad, but after he confirmed that it was true, it seemed that she had cut her unhealed chest again.

Impossible... Really Impossible...

In this way, the break is clean.

Seeing her lowered eyes, Nangong Mo pinched a mark on his shirt, leaving a deep mark on her fingertip through the shirt.

She didn't move, and her eyes were so pale, but he knew that she was trembling, at least her heart was trembling.

He held her hand silently, with an unspeakably low voice, "Zhizhi, I must be tired, let's go to the guest room first."

Seeing these three people, Shi Shi frowned, and pursed his small thin lips, but he didn't say anything, and followed An Yi back to the room.

(Thank you for humming the little love song and presenting the silent gold medal, okay╭(╯3╰)╮)