"Is he uncle? It seems that his physical condition is not too bad!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile on his face and his tone was calm.
Nangong Aoyue didn't say anything, and walked quickly towards the two middle-aged men. Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan could only smile bitterly, and followed him from behind.
"Dad, how many times have I told you that you should stay in the ward and rest. Your body has just recovered. Why don't you cherish it so much?" Nangong Aoyue said with a little helplessness in her tone, and even a hint of helplessness in her tone.
He said reproachfully to one of the middle-aged men who was slightly stout.
The two middle-aged men originally focused all their attention on the chess game in front of them and did not notice anyone approaching. Suddenly hearing these words, the two of them raised their heads.
The one who was stared at by Nangong Aoyue with an unkind expression smiled awkwardly and said: "Baby girl, dad just feels that the ward is too stuffy and wants to come out to breathe some fresh air. Besides, my body is already able to
Now that you can move freely, you no longer need to lie in bed all day like special care patients, which will only make you sick."
"Then you're playing chess here? It's so windy, what if you catch a cold again? It really doesn't worry me at all. Why don't you put on your coat quickly?" Nangong Aoyue looked at him wearing only a pair of clothes.
The father, who was wearing a vest, sighed helplessly, then picked up the coat on the side and put it on him.
"My good daughter knows how to love my daddy. Haven't I been feeling a little itchy since I haven't played chess for a long time?" Nangong Xingwen chuckled and explained casually, then he realized that he was following Nangong Aoyue.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"Aoyue, is this your friend? He looks familiar!" Nangong Xingwen asked curiously.
"What looks familiar? Dad, I think your memory is getting worse as you get older. Didn't you often mention him to me before? He is Zhuo Yifan, the chairman of Zhuo Group. Don't you think so?
Do you recognize it?" When Nangong Aoyue heard this, she reminded him speechlessly.
"Ah? Zhuo Yifan? Oops...look at my memory. I have only occasionally seen Chairman Zhuo's photo in the newspaper before. I have never seen this person in person, and I really didn't think of it at once! Chairman Zhuo,
Don't be offended, don't be offended!" After hearing this, Nangong Xingwen immediately stood up and looked at Zhuo Yifan with a more solemn look. Are you kidding, Zhuo Yifan, the chairman of Zhuo Group? How dare he?
Neglect?
"Uncle Nangong, you're welcome. Ao Yue and I are friends. I heard that you were unwell in the capital this time, so I asked Ao Yue to bring me to see you. I came a little abruptly and I didn't say hello to you. Please forgive me.
!" Zhuo Yifan nodded very politely and said.
"Friend... friend? I was just wondering why Chairman Zhuo was here! So you and our Aoyue are friends?" Nangong Xingwen was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Nangong Aoyue with some suspicion.
Asked: "Aoyue, why haven't I heard you say before that Chairman Zhuo is your friend? I remember when I mentioned him before, didn't you even know who he was?"
"Uncle, we just met last night." Zhuo Yifan explained for Nangong Aoyue from the side.