The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 142

Mu Xiaoran touched her face: "No, I'm fine."

Well, she has nothing to do.

Nangong Nongyue rolled her eyes: "If I believe you, I should suspect that my brain is not sick!"

Look at the look that is about to cry, do you think others can't see it?

Mu Xiaoran pursed her lips and said lightly: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, but this is the best result now. Tang Shaojue and my father have a grudge, and we will never be able to."

Her voice was sour, and there was a lot of helplessness.

But it was the truth, and she had to accept it.

Even without Lan Meng, she and Tang Shaojue would be strangers in the end.

This is fate.

Since it cannot be avoided, it can only be faced positively.

"It's not you and Tang Shaojue who have a grudge, why can't they be together? If Tang Shaojue is so indifferent, he doesn't deserve your liking!"

Nangong Nongyue said angrily that she was more emotional than Mu Xiaoran.

Mu Xiaoran could only smile faintly, but stopped expressing any thoughts.

Nangong Nongyue said bitterly, "But you like him, do you really want to give him to Lan Meng?"

"They are talented and beautiful, and they are a good match."

Mu Xiaoran said bitterly that the story of Cinderella and the prince can only appear in fairy tales.

In reality, the prince will only belong to the princess, and Cinderella will only be Cinderella.

She thought very clearly that it was the best choice for her or Tang Shaojue to leave now.

Nangong Nongyue sighed faintly: "You have given up on your own, nothing I say is useless, I hope you will not regret it in the future."

Mu Xiaoran's lips moved, but she couldn't find her own voice.

Will you regret it?Maybe, maybe not.

Nangong Nongyue sat silently next to Mu Xiaoran, but she would not give up persuading her.

At noon, Nangong Nongyue pulled Mu Xiaoran out.

She is in a bad mood, and she is bored in the ward all day long, so she will get sick sooner or later!
But as soon as they walked out of the hospital gate, a man in a black suit blocked their way.

Nangong Nongyue protected Mu Xiaoran behind her, and looked at the person in front of her vigilantly.

Mu Xiaoran's heart warmed up. Since they were friends, how could she let Nangong Nongyue stand in front of her?

And this person should have come for her.

So Mu Xiaoran stood in front of Nangong Nongyue without hesitation.

"Miss Mu, our eldest miss invites you to come over."

The man said indifferently, there was no ups and downs in his voice except for the pitch.

Nangong Nongyue snorted and said disapprovingly, "Who is your eldest lady?"

What the hell is this young lady?How could he stop a car and rob people halfway?
Mu Xiaoran also said angrily: "Go and tell your eldest lady that I am not free!"

"It's me, I want to talk to you."

Lan Meng stepped down gracefully from the car.

Although a pair of large sunglasses obscured her face, she was still striking.

Now, Lan Meng is ready to go all out. If she is secretly photographed by paparazzi, it should be regarded as increasing her popularity, because with Tang Shaojue involved, the popularity of the news will never be too low.

The title of national male god did not come casually.

He is not only handsome, but also rich, he is simply an impeccable and perfect man.

Lan Meng adjusted her sunglasses and said friendlyly, "Can we talk about it? It's about Tang Shaojue."

Nangong Nongyue tugged at the corner of Mu Xiaoran's clothes, which meant that you must not agree.

She never had any good feelings for Lan Meng.

(End of this chapter)