Mo Fan parked the car in the parking lot, returned downstairs, and found Nangong Xue standing there, looking at him and smiling.
He frowned, and there was no trace of sunshine on his usually sunny and handsome face.
"Brother Mo Fan, you are back. I have been waiting for you here for a long time. The security here is so annoying that they didn't even let me go up." Nangong Xue had a sweet smile on her beautiful and delicate face.
Mo Fan looked at her. In the past, he had some affection for her. He felt that she looked very similar to Xi'er when she smiled coquettishly.
Sometimes some stubborn expressions look more like...[
That's why he didn't refuse her to come to him all the time, and he also felt that it was very easy to be friends with her.
He said coldly: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"
Nangong Xue has always been pampered and has never known how to read people's faces, let alone guess their thoughts. Little did she know that Mo Fan was very angry now, angry with her for treating his Xi'er like that, and even more angry with her for wanting to kill Xi'er.
He really doesn't want to see Nangong Xue now.
After hearing this, Nangong Xue smiled even sweeter, walked up to him, shook the delicate box in her hand, and saw that it was a meal packaged by a big hotel.
She said: "You said you didn't have time to accompany me today, so I thought you would come back in the evening, so I packed food to have dinner with you, but now the food is cold."
In the past, Mo Fan must have been surprised, thinking that this young lady was really attentive and very kind to him.
If he didn't know about Xi'er, he would not refuse to develop a relationship with her.
But now, it's impossible.
Xi'er is his sister, he must protect her and never let others bully her.
Mo Fan's attitude became even colder, and he said, "I've already eaten." This meant that he was full, and you, the eldest lady, should go back.
But Nangong Xue couldn't notice his coldness and alienation, and said happily: "It doesn't matter, there are desserts inside, we can drink champagne while drinking desserts, didn't I buy a box of champagne last time and put it in with you? Let's go together.
Drink, okay?"
Mo Fan frowned, feeling that this eldest lady was really selfish. Could it be that she didn't understand what he meant at all?
He said: "Miss Nangong, I am very tired. I don't want to socialize with anyone or drink. I just want to go to bed early." For him, it was very frank. He had never had such a cold attitude towards a woman.
Talk to your mouth.
Mo Fan felt that any woman would have understood what he meant. No matter how politely she refused, it would still be rejection. Women should be more sensitive than men.
However, Nangong Xue really didn't understand. She said, "Are you tired? You won't be tired after drinking. I'm so bored today. I've been waiting for you all day. Come on, let's go up and have a drink."
As she said this, she habitually held his arm and looked at him with a sweet smile.
He couldn't help but frown again, avoiding her hand without leaving a trace, and his tone was colder than before: "Miss Nangong, what I mean is, I don't want to drink with you, and I don't want to accompany you, do you understand?
?Please don’t come to me in the future, I’m just a poor boy and I can’t afford to be your eldest lady in the famous society.”
Nangong Xue was stunned. She finally understood, but she still couldn't believe it.[
Brother Mo Fan has always been very gentle to her. She likes his handsomeness, his talent, and even more his vitality. He is not like other young men who completely lose their personality in order to please her.