Mo Xi'er was stimulated by the fragrant smell of Cordyceps Chicken Porridge, and her stomach moved towards her. Then she opened her eyes, and then she realized why she was lying in a strange place again.
Is this just a dream?
Then everything from yesterday came back, being teased by GIGI, having diarrhea, being imprisoned, Nangongze...
Everything everything...
She was suddenly startled and sat up from her bed. Then she lowered her head and found that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.[
She was surprised to find that some cool plaster had been applied to the back of her hand. The redness and swelling yesterday had now dissipated, and she had returned to her usual fair complexion.
This room is different from the last one. It is the same spacious room, but the taste is more conservative, very elegant and noble style.
You can tell from the size of the bed.
In any case, she wouldn't think this was a hotel.
It must be Nangongze's home.
She muttered, how many houses does this guy have? Even if it is not as unrestrained as last time, the garden outside the window from here is still so luxurious that it would shock ordinary people.
The bowl of porridge on the table is indeed very fragrant. Mo Xier didn't eat anything last night. She was tortured for too long and was frightened to death by Nangongze. Now she woke up with her stomach feeling like a drum.
She didn't care whether the bowl of porridge might be some kind of conspiracy, nor did she care that she didn't even wash her teeth, so she swallowed the bowl of very delicious porridge.
The wonderful taste buds made her feel relaxed.
She opened the door gently. No one was outside and it was very quiet.
This was a room on the second floor. She passed through the corridor, walked to the circular staircase with circular cloud-white marble handrails, and then walked down gently.
"Who are you! How dare you break into our Nangong home without permission!" A clear but stern voice sounded from behind her.
Mo Xier was startled, and then turned around calmly. She saw a woman with very hot and eye-catching facial features standing on the stairs, but she was definitely a beautiful person. Like Nangongze, no matter where she appeared, there was no
A protagonist who manages to be ignored.
She is equally beautiful and eye-catching, but her temperament is also equally overwhelming.
Mo Xi'er had worked as a reporter, so of course she recognized who she was. This was Nangong Xue, Nangong Ze's biological sister. They had a very good relationship. I heard that Nangong Ze loved his only sister very much.
The difference between Nangong Xue and Nangong Ze is that Nangong Ze's scandals never appear in the eyes of the public, while Nangong Xue's scandals are constant.
He looked down at Mo Xier with such proud eyes and expression, and those beautiful eyes were also sharp with light.
Mo Xi'er said calmly: "My name is Mo Xi'er, excuse me, I'm leaving now!"
Nangong Xue sneered: "Who do you think you are? Do you think that our Nangong family is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want? Aunt Ju, call the police for me!" [
A woman about fifty years old walked out nervously. She was the Aunt Ju mentioned by Nangong Xue.
She smiled and said to her in a friendly tone: "Xue'er, this Miss Mo is the young master's guest."
After a pause, she said to Mo Xi'er: "Young master and master will go out early in the morning. If Miss Mo wants to go to work, I will ask Aneng to take you out."
Before Mo Xi'er could speak, Nangong Xue had already walked down and looked at Mo Xi'er. Her eyes were full of judgment and disgust, as if she were looking at a fly. She said, "No, Aneng will give it away later."
I'm going out, Aunt Ju, you don't have to please this kind of woman, she won't become Young Mistress Nangong."