"You go to the banquet hall and wait for me. I will talk to Mr. Zhuo alone!" After walking out of the banquet hall, Nangong Aoyue gave a faint order to Li Yan who was following behind her. Naturally, Li Yan did not dare to have any objections, but
After glancing at Zhuo Yifan, he returned directly to the banquet hall.
Soon, Zhuo Yifan brought Nangong Aoyue to Box No. 1. Until this moment, Nangong Aoyue's heavy breathing eased slightly, but became more cramped. Zhuo Yifan knew that this woman was nervous and should be
She made a certain request, perhaps because she was worried that she would not agree to it, so she acted like this. But what made him curious was, what could make her talk to him with anger, unwillingness and nervousness?
"Sit down, Aoyue, I think you need to calm down now. What you want to tell me must be unusual. I can give you time, when you are ready, and when to speak again, don't force yourself." Zhuoyi
After Fan sat down on the sofa, he smiled and said to Nangong Aoyue, who looked nervous and uneasy.
It seems that he did not expect Zhuo Yifan to say such words, which made Nangong Aoyue slightly stunned. But then he recovered. At the same time, there was still a trace of gratitude in his heart for his words. This is a very understanding person.
A caring man. At least he would not put pressure on a woman, but instead help her relieve the pressure. This made Nangong Aoyue a little touched, but at the same time, there was a look of guilt on her face.
Of course, this trace of guilt could not escape Zhuo Yifan's eyes.
"Thank you!" Nangong Aoyue nodded gratefully and sat down opposite Zhuo Yifan.
"There's no need to be polite between us. But I'm really curious, what could make you so uneasy? This doesn't seem like your character." Zhuo Yifan shook his head disapprovingly, and then did not hide the interest on his face.
With an expression on his face, he asked with a smile.
"Master Zhuo...I...I don't know how to talk about this matter. Or rather, I don't know where to start!" Nangong Aoyue heard this, a hint of embarrassment and helplessness appeared on her pretty face, and slowly
He shook his head and explained.
"Why are you teaching me Master Zhuo again? Didn't you say you can just call me Xiaofan?" Zhuo Yifan reminded with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
Nangong Aoyue was stunned when she heard the words, and then nodded awkwardly and said: "Okay, Xiaofan. I came to you today because I actually have something to ask for. But this request is a bit too much, at least I'm not sure you will let it go.
You promise, but you’re not even 30% sure!”
"Oh? Are you so unsure of yourself? You know I rarely refuse requests from beautiful women." Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan immediately raised his eyebrows and asked thoughtfully.
"What if I hope you can help me take revenge?" Nangong Aoyue was silent for a moment. It seemed that after some struggle, she finally gritted her teeth and explained slowly.
"Revenge?" Zhuo Yifan was stunned when he heard this, and seemed quite surprised. Nangong Aoyue actually asked herself to avenge her? What hatred made her so unwilling and embarrassed, even in a state of uncertainty, she acted rashly
Come to me and say you want me to help?
"That's right. Not only for me, but also for my father." Nangong Aoyue nodded slowly. Now that the matter has been revealed, there is no need for her to hide anything.
"Because of your mother? This really surprises me. Didn't you say that your mother died because of illness? Do you still have enemies?" Zhuo Yifan frowned and immediately understood what Nangong Aoyue meant. At the same time,