Nie Tong only looked at Nangong Ling with a look of love. Although her husband was married, they were not a couple because of her illness: "Brother Ling, are you back? I've been waiting for you here for a long time.
The suburban villa is being renovated recently, so I can only come to this villa, you won’t mind, right?"
In fact, Nie Tong was well aware of domestic news abroad. Jiang Xiyan living in this villa would always be a thorn in her heart, so after returning to China, she ordered Pan Hong to take her to this villa to exercise her master's power.
Nangong Ling stepped forward to support Nie Tong, who was standing in the wind and could almost be blown down. The look of distress on his face increased a bit. A naughty little girl who was so alive had gone far. In the next days, he could only accompany her.
She spent her last days with this person who was about to die: "Didn't I say I would pick you up in a few days? Why did you come back early?"
Nie Tong did not answer Nangong Ling's words, but looked at Jiang Xiyan in the passenger seat. Her eyes flashed with a vicious light. Jiang Xiyan once reminded her that she had a life when she was desperate for life.
consciousness, but this does not mean that she can let Nangong Ling go out like this.
Leaving Nangong Ling's arms and walking towards the car, Jiang Xiyan also opened the door and got out. She didn't want to get involved in their marriage, but invisibly, she always made a mess in their love lake.
peaceful.
Nie Tong and Jiang Xiyan stood face to face, looking at each other, but everyone had different thoughts in their hearts. Nie Tong didn't want Nangong Ling to be biased against her, so she could only do her best to play the role of a wife.
, hiding his scheming, put on a friendly smile: "Secretary Jiang, please take care of Ling these days. I will take good care of him in the future, so you don't have to worry."
It was time for Jiang Xiyan to wake up from her dream. Seeing Nie Tong being so friendly, she felt even more embarrassed: "Miss Nie is joking, the president has his own life, I'm just a secretary, I can't say I'm taking care of you, today's cooking competition
, I just wanted to come over and take a look after it was over."
Nie Tong stepped forward and took Jiang Xiyan's hand, leading her towards the living room: "That's just in time. The servant has prepared dinner. Let's sit together and eat and chat for a while. I'm so hungry
My child, I can feel him kicking me recently..."
Nangong Ling was also a little relieved. This kind of Nie Tong was the same as when she was in Switzerland, friendly, harmonious and able to consider others. She put all her thoughts back and followed the two girls towards the living room.
In the living room, Guo Zijie was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper in his hand about Nangong Ling's recent scandals. Occasionally he started to laugh at the reporter's words. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and looked at the person coming.
Although he had only met Jiang Xiyan once, his impression was still quite deep. When they met again, he had a hint of teasing. He stood up and walked towards the three of them, but blocked Jiang Xiyan's way: "Girl, lately
You look bad, are you broken in love? Come and talk to your brother, he will help you vent your anger."
These words had different meanings in the ears of the three of them. Jiang Xiyan glared at Guo Zijie, stretched out her hand to push him away and walked into the living room: "Go away, I have been doing very well recently."
Guo Zijie smiled meaningfully. These sensitive questions are really inappropriate now: "Girl, your temper is getting worse. Okay, I won't ask anymore. After dinner later, I will take you to a good place."
Nangong Ling patted Guo Zijie on the shoulder. He usually just turned a blind eye to this brother: "You didn't complete the task very well this time. Think about what 'reward' you should get?"
The four of them walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. After the servant next to them brought a plate of fruit, they went to work in the kitchen.
Guo Zijie naturally knew the mission mentioned by Nangong Ling, so he picked up the fruit and took a bite with an indifferent expression, his eyes flashed to Nie Tong, who was his supporter today: "This is Madam's order, I have to obey it.
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Nie Tong hugged Nangong Ling and played with the buttons on his suit, looking up at him pitifully: "I miss you, I know you will pick me up, but I can't wait for a day, so I just
Let them take me back."
Nangong Ling fondly held Nie Tong's cold little hand, and her eyes were less reproachful: "Don't be so willful next time. You are still pregnant. If anything happens, I will regret it."
Nie Tong smiled and nodded, throwing himself into Nangong Ling's arms and enjoying the little warmth.
The love broadcast live made Jiang Xiyan heartbroken. She wanted to run away immediately, but this was disrespectful to Nie Tong. Thinking about it, they were a real couple. She, an outsider, couldn't say anything even if she had something to say.
, suppressing the pain in her heart, she showed a few smiles.
Guo Zijie also noticed Jiang Xiyan's heartache. Nangong Ling's happiness was not Nie Tong's, but the responsibility prevented him from getting away. Any woman who falls in love with Nangong Ling will not be happy in the end. It's a pity that this silly girl has long been
He just put his heart on Nangong Ling.
The four of them had dinner. Although they talked and laughed, it was only the interaction between Nie Tong and Guo Zijie. Neither Nangong Ling nor Jiang Xiyan had any appetite, so they just drank a few mouthfuls of refreshing vegetable soup.
Nangong Ling looked sideways at Jiang Xiyan. The mark on her face from Nangong Hao's palm was still red. He wanted to reach out and touch the pain for her, but in front of Nie Tong, he still held back.
After drinking the soup, he ignored the others and walked towards the study on the second floor.
Jiang Xiyan said goodbye to Nie Tong with a smile. At this time, she should choose to leave.
Just as she walked out of the door, the whistle sounded from behind the car. Jiang Xiyan looked at Guo Zijie in the driver's seat, with some helplessness on her face, lowered her head and continued walking forward.
Guo Zijie opened the car window and exposed his head outside. This road was specially built for people living in villas, and there were only three or five villas here, so there were no cars or pedestrians on the road. A smiling Guo Zijie and Jiang
Xiyan said hello: "Come up, I just said I would give you a ride. If you go out this way, your feet will be blistered."
Jiang Xiyan thought she could take a break. She could see many things, but she couldn't let them go. After hearing Guo Zijie's suggestion, she could only bite the bullet and sit in.
The only voice in the car was Guo Zijie. Jiang Xiyan was tired and sat relaxed in the passenger seat. At this time, she wanted to find a shoulder for herself.
No matter how much he said, Guo Zijie could not beat the quietness. In the end, he could only shut up quietly and concentrate on driving until he sent Jiang Xiyan back to the rental house where she lived. When leaving, he wanted to joke a few more words, but
Seeing the little man who had lost his soul, he still couldn't bear to speak, so he could only say normally: "Goodbye!"