Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 8 What kind of person is he?

Chapter 8 What kind of person is he?
Shu Nianchen looked at Nan Xianying's expression that seemed to be recalling, and called out uncertainly, "Mr. Butler?"

The girl's crisp voice made Nan Xianying wake up and return to reality.

He nodded towards Shu Nianchen, "Young master picked you, and only the young master knows the answer."

"Uh, what kind of person is your young master?"

Shu Nianchen admires her big heart. Until now, she doesn't know whether the man she is going to marry is tall or short, round or flat, and she doesn't know her appearance and personality. It's okay to be ugly, even when the lights are turned off. If she has a bad temper , then she will...

"We can't talk about the master behind his back. We will know when the young lady meets the young master."

"Well, that's right."

Shu Nianchen thinks about it for himself, and also wants to get to know him after meeting him. After all, there is a gap between what he heard from others and what he knows through contact.

Taking a deep breath, Shu Nianchen turned his eyes and looked at the passing scenery outside the window again.
The place Shu Nianchen passed that night was only a small part of the Nanfu compound. Now it was daytime, the light was bright and clear, the car drove in through the gate and turned into another driveway, and Shu Nianchen saw a different scene again.

Trees that are several meters high stand side by side, guarding this mysterious mansion like guards and guarding it tightly.

She couldn't help but look towards the front of the car, a single-family villa in traditional European style, standing not far away.

When he was about to arrive, Shu Nianchen discovered that the villa was surrounded by rivers on three sides, except for this straight avenue, an arch bridge was built above the river on three sides, connecting all sides.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Shu Nianchen wouldn't have believed that there are people who are crazy enough to make these messy things in their own homes!

In her surprise, the car stopped slowly and came to the front of the villa.

The driver opened the car door for her, Shu Nianchen looked at the villa in front of him, and swallowed subconsciously.

Is this the place where she will live in the future...

Nan Xianying came to her side and said respectfully, "Young Madam, the professionals are already inside."

"What professional?"

"Just in case, before the official confirmation, we must ask the young lady to conduct a pre-marital examination."

"...Oh." Rich people are so well behaved.

Shu Nianchen went into the villa, and after admiring the luxury of this place, several doctors and nurses in white coats took her into a room, checked it from top to bottom, and then took a large bag of blood from her body .

Seeing the continuous flow of blood flowing from his arm, Shu Nianchen couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it a pre-marital check-up? Do we need to draw so much blood?" Is this more than blood donation?
The doctor said to her, "There are many items to be checked, and a lot of blood is needed."

Shu Nianchen twitched the corners of her mouth, making it clear that she didn't believe his words, but she couldn't help it if he wanted it.

Who let the Nan family easily reverse the future fate of her and her mother?
"The results of the examination will come out in the afternoon, please young lady take a good rest in the villa."

After the lottery was over, Shu Nianchen lay on the rocking chair and waited for the relief. The doctors and nurses left one by one. Nan Xianying stood at the door, looked at her, and turned around.

As soon as she took a step, Nan Xianying was slightly taken aback, then bowed her head respectfully.

Not far away, Nan Jinghong sat in a wheelchair and waved to Nan Xianying.

Nan Xianying was slightly surprised, but still saluted again, and left the villa with the doctors.

(End of this chapter)

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