Chapter 91 Temper and courage are getting bigger and bigger
He Wenli was still begging in a low voice: "Master Nie, please show your kindness... please give me a few more months of grace!"
"Didn't I already give you three months of grace?" Nie Qingyu asked calmly.
"Yes, yes, Master Nie is generous and kind. He let me go last time, but... let alone three months, even three years... I can't afford that much compensation..." He Wenli bitterly laughed.
The ground almost shed tears.
Nie Qingyu glanced at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "Since I know you won't be able to compensate in another three years, is it useful to ask me to extend my grace for a few more months?"
"I don't want the company to go bankrupt! Mr. Nie, please... If you think Xiaoran is not enough, I will send Wenwen over again..." He Wenli wanted to kneel down to Nie Qingyu, if it was useful.
Nie Qingyu refused coldly: "Keep that for yourself!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Master Nie likes Xiaoran more... Just let her serve you!" He Wenli wished he could prove that he was An Ran's biological father immediately, but unfortunately he knew it was impossible. "Master Nie, I really married Xiaoran's mother.
, no matter whether she is my biological daughter or not, I am her father!"
Nie Qingyu pondered for a moment and said, "I need to discuss this matter with An Ran alone."
"Okay, okay... Then I won't bother you." He Wenli seized the last chance to fight in front of An Ran. "Xiao Ran, our company is entrusted to you! You must say a nice word for your father in front of Master Nie.
Ah! Whether our He family can survive or not depends on you!"
An Ran turned half a circle to avoid He Wenli, not wanting to see his flattering face.
Regardless of whether He Wenli was her biological father or not, she was completely disgusted with this man.
He Wenli was finally sent away, and Nie Qingyu finally came over, took her slender hand, and said, "Come in."
An Ran entered the house, and Mrs. Liu came over and took the coat she had taken off.
Her face was ugly, but fortunately Mrs. Liu didn't ask any questions, she just understood it tacitly, and no one mentioned the crazy scene just now.
Nie Qingyu noticed that An Ran's back was wet with sweat, so he took her to the bathroom to rinse off.
"I'll wash it myself!" An Ran broke away from his big hand, walked straight to the bathroom, and then locked the door in a petty manner.
When Nie Qingyu heard the slight sound of the lock, he couldn't help but have the urge to show her the unique skills of unlocking on the spot. However, he thought that she had received enough stimulation today, so he generously didn't care about her because she was not yet a month old.
Already.
But the woman did not have such consciousness, nor did she think his kindness was so valuable. After she finished taking a bath, she continued to challenge his little patience.
An Ran entered the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel. Nie Qingyu was about to follow when he heard the bedroom door slam shut and the sound of locking was heard at the same time.
He laughed angrily and walked over to knock on the door.
"Changing clothes!" An Ran's voice came out.
"Change into the clothes I made for you." He was surprised at his extraordinary good temper, which simply broke the bottom line.
"No! I don't like any of the clothes you made!" The woman refused unceremoniously.
Nie Qingyu stopped knocking on the door and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Maybe it was her miscarriage that made him feel guilty. He had been avoiding her these days, fearing that she would be angry at him and hurt her body.
He made a lot of preparations before coming back to see her today. He made her clothes with his own hands, and went to Lan Yue's place to package the "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall", which was her favorite before.
In addition, he knew that Ahao had helped Anran overtly and secretly during this period. Anran had a good impression of Ahao, so he asked Ahao to help coax her.
This coaxing had no effect in other aspects, but her temper and courage were getting stronger and stronger.
Nie Qingyu pursed his thin pale lips, his chest heaved violently, and a storm was brewing in his dark eyes. After a moment of silence, he pulled out a very thin wire from his belt and inserted it into the keyhole.
After gently fiddling with the wire a few times, the door lock opened with a "click".
He collected the wire, hid it back in his belt, and pushed the door open and went in.
An Ran was changing her clothes when, unexpectedly, Nie Qingyu opened the door and walked in. She shouted low, covered her body, and stared at him angrily: "Why did you get in!"
Nie Qingyu laughed angrily at her: "Didn't you say when you were outside just now that this house is mine! In my house, which room do I need to get your permission to enter?"
An Ran blushed, not knowing whether she was angry or angry. "Get out! I haven't finished changing my clothes yet!"
Instead of going out, Nie Qingyu strode over and reached out to pull off her half-dressed skirt.
"Nie Qingyu...you bastard!" An Ran cried angrily. This is a bandit, a robber! There is absolutely no reason to argue with him.
Nie Qingyu took off her skirt three times, pinched her slender waist, and asked her: "I haven't seen or touched you before? Why are you pretending to be a monster?"
"What do you want!" An Ran hesitated and lowered her voice: "I'm still in Xiaoyue, I might catch a cold if you leave me dry like this..."
Nie Qingyu snorted coldly, then took her to the bed and covered her with a quilt. "Wait, I'll go to the study to get clothes!"
Sitting peacefully hugging the quilt, her pretty face was so gloomy that it was almost raining.
When she is around this man, she must learn to obey. She must do whatever he asks her to do, otherwise she will understand in a minute what it means to overestimate one's capabilities.
After a while, Nie Qingyu walked into the bedroom again carrying the bulging bag.
He spread the skirts one by one on the bed, and then asked the woman sitting on the bed: "Which one do you want to wear?"
An Ran pouted and looked at it for a long time, choosing nothing, but pointed at the closet.
Nie Qingyu's face began to look ugly again.
Before he could get angry, she explained softly: "The skirt you made for me last time had three-quarter sleeves and thicker fabric. I'm still in my childhood, so I can't wear it too cool."
Nie Qingyu slowly softened his expression, stood up, walked over, and took out the three-quarter-sleeved dress from the closet.
An Ran changed into the dress in front of him, and since the zipper was on the back, he even zipped it up for her.
After putting on her skirt, she sat barefoot on the edge of the bed.
He went to the shoe cabinet to help her choose a pair of soft-soled leather shoes, squatted down with his tall and strong body, and helped her put on the shoes with his own hands.
An Ran got out of bed, walked to the dressing table and put on light makeup.
She turned back and looked at Nie Qingyu strangely: "Are you okay?"
Nie Qingyu curled his lips and asked, "Are you ready to go out?"
"Well... I've been bored in the hospital for more than ten days and I'm almost exhausted. The weather is nice this afternoon and I want to go out for a walk." An Ran said, got up and walked to the closet, opened the door and picked one for herself.
Bag.
Nie Qingyu squinted his eyes slightly, his cold gaze repeatedly wandering over her body and face.
An Ran had a bad premonition, this guy was probably holding back the evil fire and hadn't yet unleashed it.
Sure enough, when she was about to leave the bedroom, she heard the man's unhurried voice: "Don't leave in a hurry, I have a few words to talk to you."
An Ran lowered her eyelashes, hiding the fear in her eyes. She felt somewhat regretful in her heart. She was already planning to run away, so why bother with this crazy critic again.
"You told your cousin that you planned to divorce me?" The man's tone was dangerous and soft.