"No. The boss is my cousin. She has something to do today. I will help her look around the store." The handsome sister said this, playing with the phone in her hand as if she was playing with a toy. She spoke crisply, but her expression was
Sloppy and lazy.
It's quite similar to Nan Song's speaking style.
It's so tugging, it's unpleasant to look at.
Zhuo Xuan pursed her lower lip, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but she was too lazy to pay attention to it, and only said coldly:
"You always make coffee, right? The coffee is cold, please give us two more cups."
The handsome sister raised her eyebrows and glanced at Zhuo Xuan's thin neck, as if assessing how thick her neck was.
But she didn't say anything in the end, and got up to make coffee.
Zhuo Xuan's expression softened a little, and she regained a little sense of "the customer is God".
She turned to look at Nan Song and stretched out her hand towards her, wanting to hold her hand, "Nan Song..."
When Nan Song's finger was touched by her, he immediately retracted it and looked at her as if she was crazy. Then he took out a tissue and wiped his hands while saying: "It's not enough to just move your mouth. Now you have to do it. You are also serious."
It’s disgusting.”
"..."
No woman can bear to be described as "disgusting".
Nan Song spoke so rudely, Zhuo Xuan's face completely fell, "Ms. Nan, you have to be merciful and merciful. From the time you sat down until now, I have been talking to you very well, and I said you won't hit me if you reach out."
Smiley Man, you are going too far, aren't you? What do you want? Do you have to kneel down and beg you before you let me go?"
"Okay, if you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can really think about whether to be noble or not."
Nan Song wiped his fingers, then crumpled the tissue into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and lazily raised his eyes.
Zhuo Xuan's face was stiff and she gritted her teeth, "Nan Song, don't go too far."
"Why did I go too far? Isn't that what you said yourself?"
Nan Song raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, "You have to beg for help. If you ask me for help, do I have to agree to it? Where do you have the face and dignity to kidnap me morally?"
For such a shameless person, Nan Song has never had any morals, and no one can kidnap her.
Zhuo Xuan pursed her lips tightly, her expression forbearing to the extreme.
But Nan Song still refused to let her go, "If you beg me to let you go, I will put in place the conditions: Now, kneel down and apologize for the three things you did to destroy my family and hurt me. Please ask me."
Forgive me. As long as Miss Zhuo bends her knees and lowers her head, I can naturally broaden my mind and no longer have the same knowledge as you."
She actually asked her to kneel down and admit her mistake!
Zhuo Xuan felt a fire in her heart rising up in her chest, and it was about to reach her forehead. The top of her head was about to smoke. Her face with delicate make-up became distorted because of too much anger, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore.
, she picked up the cold coffee in front of her and poured it towards Nan Song——
It was too late and then it was too late. Nan Song quickly ducked to the side.
And an agile figure flashed from her side, holding up the tray in front of Nan Song. Two cups of scalding black coffee splashed out from the tray, pouring all over Zhuo Xuan's body and face.
, and a few drops splashed into her eyes, which made her scream in pain!
When Yu Jinwen arrived in a hurry, what he saw was such a chaotic scene.