Chapter 7: Too much like her

In Nan Chen's consciousness, the boss is indeed a special existence.

Seven years ago, she fainted on the side of the street in despair, it was the boss who saved her, it was the boss who repaired her piano, it was the boss who gave her a job, and it was the boss who let her know that there was still a trace of warmth left to her in this world. For seven years, she respected him and was grateful to him, but she never expected him to ...... Propose?

"Boss, you...... You...... You ......"

Nan Chen began to stutter in a panic.

Zuo Chen and store manager Yao Xue looked at her silently.

Qing Xuan in the computer slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

In his eyes, Nan Chen was too cute at this time.

Nan Chen finally found the text on his lips: "Boss, don't be joking, you know, I have been married once, I have had a miscarriage, although I still look like a woman, but I have no way to have children anymore, plus I am deaf and blind, I am not worthy of you at all, and ...... I...... I've always thought of you as my father. โ€

"Poofโ€”"

In a serious atmosphere, Zuo Chen couldn't help laughing.

Father?

This is a big misunderstanding.

Qing Xuan was calm, his eyes looked at Zuo Chen again, and then at the paper that fell to the ground.

Zuo Chen understood what he meant, bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and put it into Nan Chen's hand again.

Nan Chen frowned in embarrassment: "I'm sorry." โ€

She threw down the piece of paper again and hurried down the small stage.

Yao Xue hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Nan Zhi groped and left here.

At the moment when Nan Chen left, Zuo Chen laughed presumptuously: "Hahahahaha...... Father, Brother Xuan, seven years, for seven years, she has always regarded you as a father, hahahahaha, laughing at me. No, I've been helping you play the owner of this shop, and she should have treated me like a father. Alas, it's all your fault, you have never let me have physical contact with her, even if it is just for her to touch my delicate little hands, it will definitely let her know how young and vigorous I am. โ€

Qing Xuan's ridicule of him replied with a strong murderous aura, and his anger could be felt through the display screen.

Zuo Chen immediately got serious.

"Brother Xuan, didn't you say that you would come back in a month to propose in person?

"Yesterday Yao Xue told me that a little boy stopped her at the door of the store. Qingxuan said.

"Little boy?" Zuo Chen wondered.

Then Zhou Muchen took the child away. Qingxuan said.

"Zhou Muchen?"

Zuo Chen understood: "That kid is Zhou Tianxin, he's just a little kid and don't be afraid, are you worried about what Zhou Muchen will do?"

"I'm not worried about Zhou Muchen and Zhou Tianxin, what I'm worried about is ...... Zhou Tian Love. "Qing Xuan is meaningful.

"Isn't she a little kid too?"

"The kid...... It's too similar to her. โ€

Confident, proud, willful, smart, lawless, what she wants to do must be done, no one wants to stop her, not even Zhou Muchen, on the contrary, it is because of this kind of arrogance that Zhou Muchen will fall in love with Nanchen. Besides, he himself didn't take that kid, because it was too similar, as if he saw Nan Chen when he was a child.

"Brother Xuan, although I don't know what threat that little kid poses to you, but don't come back impulsively, you have endured it for seven years, and there is only one month left. โ€

"You don't have to worry about my business. โ€

After saying that, Qingxuan cut off the video.

Zuo Chen sighed heavily.

Fortunately, I didn't tell him about the kiss marks on Nan Chen's neck, but fortunately, Yao Xue's first-class makeup skills covered it, and it was not the first time that the kiss marks on Nan Chen's body appeared, if Brother Xuan knew about it, I am afraid that he would have rushed back a long time ago.

......

Zhou family.

"Knock, knock, knock. โ€

"Enter. โ€

Yan Tao opened the door of the study and hurriedly walked to the desk: "Mr. Chen, the little young master suddenly fell ill. โ€

Zhou Muchen, who was working, frowned, stood up suddenly, and strode to Zhou Tianxin's room.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Tianxin's weak cry.

"Mom...... Mom...... I want mom...... I want my mom ......."