Uncle An stopped, took out his black mobile phone from his suit pocket, and said, "My mobile phone is here!"
Yu looked at the phone that was exactly the same as his own, and was surprised, "Then, whose is this!?"
Don't be, don't be...
"It belongs to the young master," An Yan replied with a smile, "The mobile phone that was just sent to me in the past two days is a special business model developed by the young lady for the Nangong family. Each one has a number and different built-in functions, but the appearance is the same. If you don't look carefully, you can tell them apart.
If it doesn’t come out, the young master only started using it before he left..."
"Little miss?"
"The young master's sister," Uncle An smiled as kindly as possible, "the treasure of the Quan Nangong family, the young master loves her very much."
ah--!
What are you afraid of, what come!
When Yan Xiaoyu got the shocking news, he immediately fell down and lay down on the sofa. His mind was full of the words of the little lady, I will tell my brother well, I will tell my brother well... repeating, repeating.
.
Miss Yan looked sad and completely resentful of her wife.
Oh my god, could she be more unlucky, could she?
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"Third aunt!"
Song Qingtian looked up from a cup of clean pudding and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Some people just said that I am a child who lives a prosperous life, is too lazy to manage the quarrels of his parents, is idle and moldy, and has a vindictive mentality towards society. Is that true?"
The third uncle Nangong Yu immediately became furious after hearing this. He stood up and threw the table and shouted angrily: "Who dares to say that about my little niece? What's her last name! What's her name! Where do they live? How many people are there! My uncle led the mafia to destroy his whole family!"
"
Xiao Qingtian is so cute, obedient, and beautiful. Who dares to insult her like this? Who would he care about, the once romantic Young Master Nangong San?
Qingtian bit her spoon and tilted her head to recall, "What's her name...by the way, loser, the loser lady that my brother mentioned."
Well, it turns out that the person who is Master Tou may become a member of their Nangong family in the future.
Nangong Yu felt impulsive and made a mistake, and fell silent in shame - why couldn't he be as thoughtful, calculated, cold, smart and sinister as his elder brother Nangong Jue?
Besides, it’s better not to mess with Young Master.
Nangong Yu was completely silent, afraid that Xiao Qingtian would ask again, so she immediately turned to the blond beauty next to her and asked with a smile: "Honey, what do you want to have for lunch? I will cook and prepare it for you myself."
The person called wife is none other than the famous Italian Mafia family, the leader and helmsman of the Roland family, Roland Chevette. Roland Chevette had been silently handling family affairs. After hearing her husband's question, she looked
He glanced at it and said flatly: "You decide."
The third uncle was so excited that he stood up and happily prepared lunch, completely ignoring the expressions of consolation from his subordinates behind him.
Mrs. Xuewei, who was looking at his back, began to feel helpless and depressed again.
This person, Nangong Yu, the famous romantic third young man of Nangong, used to travel around the world, attracting bees and butterflies, and passing through thousands of flowers. Now he finally changed his ways and got married to himself. I thought I would marry him, but I would always be wary of whether he had other women.
But it should be more than enough to manage the affairs of the Mafia family.
But now she realized that she was wrong, very wrong.
Nangong Yu has been the boss of the Mafia for more than ten years, but he still hasn't figured out how to use a gun or a knife in a mafia fight, let alone interfere with family affairs. Look at his happy and leisurely look
——I am either taking care of my son at home every day, or taking care of my niece at home. I am completely focused on studying how to become an excellent nutritionist to support my wife and children, and how to make myself and my sons fat and healthy. Now, I have completely developed into a
A househusband now!
"Auntie, why did my uncle ignore me and walk away?"
Xiao Qingtian asked confusedly, weren't you talking about going to fight with your brother?
Xuewei sighed at the ignorant child, touched her head, and said with a smile: "Your uncle, he is busy researching new pudding recipes for Qingtian..."
Qingtian immediately became happy after hearing this, "Uncle Third really loves me."
"Because your two brothers don't want to play with him, you are also popular on a sunny day!" Xuewei replied with a smile.
Qingtian tilted his head, "Why don't you want to play with Third Uncle? Third Uncle's pudding is excellent!"
It's a first-class movie, but it's a pity that the two adolescent boys have already left the dessert stage and decided to kick out the housewife Nangong Yu. From then on, they learn about family affairs together with their upright mommy who handles big things.
Luo Lan Xuewei stared at this obviously smart but incomprehensible child, and couldn't help but sigh——
Sometimes, giving birth to a genius baby is not necessarily a good thing. Xiao Qingtian can accurately grasp the key points of all buildings, institutions, tables, chairs, counters, tall buildings, as long as they can be formed, grasp the essence, and make
The most extreme design, unexpected creativity and expression, but in terms of self-care, dealing with others, and the beginning of love for a twelve-year-old girl... there is absolutely zero.
Now I think about the two boys in my family who inherited Roland's beauty. Although one is too lively and the other is too silent, overall, they are relatively normal!
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"Uncle An..."
Xiaoyu lay on the sofa, raised his head with difficulty with a trace of breath left, and asked with the last word of hope, "Mr. Nangong, he hasn't come back yet... Mr. Nangong, he won't come back tonight, right... Nangong
Sir...it will take a long, long time before he comes back, right..."
Uncle An chuckled, shook his head, nodded again, and said to Xiaoyu, who was looking at him hopefully, "Miss Yan, you are worrying too much."
Xiaoyu let go of her uneasy heart and slumped down on the sofa, thinking in her mind whether she should rob the prison tomorrow and escape from City D with Wei An... While she was thinking, she heard Uncle An pointing at
He himself said such shocking words, "Miss Yan, young master... Isn't he sitting next to you?"