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Chapter 120: Zhuo Ling is back

Wang Yarui pulled Ning Haihai out, Ning Haihai struggled with his arm, and the other hand was tightly clutched on the sofa and refused to leave. I don't have anything to talk to you about, we have nothing to talk about."

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then don't go crazy here.Don't involve Nanxi in the matter between us.Isn't she bitter enough.She's only left with us.What do you want.."

Ning Haihai looked at Wang Yarui solemnly.After all, he was a man.As soon as he was fierce.Her momentum weakened.At the same time.At this moment, she realized that she couldn't just treat Wang Yarui as an ordinary friend like before.Sex because of love.Or love because of sex.She couldn't tell the difference.She only knew that she could no longer look at Wang Yarui calmly.She only looked at Nanxi calmly.

Ning Haihai cried, crying, even she felt skinless and faceless, rolled the sheets with her good friend, people treated her as a good friend, but she couldn't, crying and crying, laughing again, really like a madman.

Nanxi looked at Wang Yarui in surprise.Can't find the answer from Haihai.She looked for it from Wang Yarui.There must be something between the two.

Exposing his ugly side in front of the girl he loves is something that every man doesn't want to face.Wang Yarui didn't dare to touch Nanxi's questioning eyes.First Liang Yongqing.Then Ning Haihai.He thought that he would never have a chance.Maybe in the future.He couldn't even be a friend.If he could do it all over again.He would never confess.Even if he would always stand by Nanxi's side as a friend.It was enough.。

Ning Haihai refused to leave, and he had no choice.

Nancy is not a dull person.Looking at Haihai and Ari who want to say it and are embarrassed.She knows it in her heart.It's just that these things are not easy for her to ask.It's enough to know it.

She didn't blame Haihai for the insult at all, but woke up the person in her dream with a word. She and Wang Yarui really should draw a good line. She said playfully: "Haihai, Yarui, you have a good talk, I'll go first."

Wang Yarui wanted to open his mouth to stay, but he still didn't say anything with his mouth half open. Haihai wiped his tears and looked at Nanxi apologetically. Even if you want to say me, I still want to tell you that you're my best friend in life.

Nanxi is gone, and when she turns around, the smile on her face is extraordinarily sincere, whether it is for love or friendship, she has always had a clear conscience.

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The news that Zhuo Ling was coming back was heard from his secretary Lu Mei, and from the first month to the present April, it was only two months, but Nanxi felt as if a century had passed.

I'm finally coming back, isn't it.Finally able to meet.huh..

Facing the computer screen, she bit her lip desperately, and she suppressed her breathing hard enough to be steady.

"What time is the president's plane?" Someone next to me is asking.

Lu Mei looked at Nanxi, deliberately amplified her voice and said, "If the plane is not late, it will probably arrive at eight o'clock tonight, and I will come to work on time tomorrow.

With the news of Zhuo Ling's return, the news of his marriage to Angel also spread.Yes, this time it was a direct marriage, not an engagement.

However, these messages are automatically filtered.

Spring in Shanghai is a changeable season, the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, the day is so hot that I want to turn on the air conditioner, and at night, I want to put on a sweater. Sheshan villa area, high-end rich area, even the air seems to be mixed with a trace of wealth.

Nanxi carried her bag and walked slowly down the cobblestone path. The night wind was not as bitter as winter, but it was cold enough to make you shiver.

Next to it is Zhuo Ling's villa, she has the key, but, she doesn't want to go in privately.

Look at the time, it's already ten o'clock in the evening, she keeps looking in the direction of the road, Zhuo Ling isn't the plane at eight o'clock, two hours is enough to get home.

At that moment, there was a blinding light at the end of the road, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, unable to see the oncoming car.

It was a Bugatti Veilway Roadster that was limited to the world, and the luxurious headlights flashed dazzlingly.

The car was repaired, it cost six million, it cost her whole pure youth.

The sports car stopped at the door of the villa, and the handsome body formed a beautiful scenery under the dim street lights.

Nanxi was about to step forward, but the smiling woman in the driver's seat made her heart throb violently.

"Finally home, go in, take a shower, get some sleep." Angel put her hands on Zhuo Ling's neck and coquettishly imprinted a kiss on his lips.

Looking in this direction, Nanxi couldn't see Zhuo Ling's expression, only saw Anqi's face full of happy smiles.

Zhuo Ling stepped out of the car, and his deep voice was slightly tired. I'm going to go down and open the door, and you get the car in the garage."

He was stunned for a moment, and the closing of the door stopped.

At the moment when he saw An Qi, at the moment when Zhuo Ling turned around, Nanxi's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move.

"What's wrong?" Angel's soft voice rang out, and she leaned forward, bypassing Zhuo Ling's figure. Why are you here at night?"

yes.Why am I here on the big night.. I shouldn't have come here.

What she didn't expect was that Angel would come back with Zhuo Ling, and she didn't expect them to come back together with a kiss.

"I ......" Nan Xi looked at Zhuo Ling, trying to find a trace of care in his eyes, but Zhuo Ling's eyes were cold, the whole person was cold, and he returned to the state of a statue.

"I'm coming for you." She said it anyway, she said to Zhuo Ling.

The corners of Zhuo Ling's eyebrows twitched, and he continued to close the door next. Let's go back. It's late." He strode towards the villa, not even asking, "What are you looking for me?"

"I have something to ask you, you stop." What is choked in the throat is hoarse, and what is swallowed in the heart is sadness.

An Qi in the car said enthusiastically: "Miss He, let's talk about the work tomorrow, you haven't left your job, Zhuo Ling will also go to work, there is always time for you to report to work." It sounds like well-intentioned advice, but it's all mockery.

Nanxi didn't care, she only looked at Zhuo Ling, she waited for two months, she suffered for two months, and finally waited for him to come back, she just wanted to see him a few more times.

When it comes to love, a woman has no IQ to speak of.