She touched the sachet in her pocket, thinking about her second brother Xia Nan, it was a gift she didn't have time to give, and it was also her promise to her second brother, but now, it doesn't matter anymore, perhaps, the second brother has become a husband and a father.

The day after tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Nanfang stood in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit villa, the servants were busy shuttling back and forth, preparing to welcome the New Year, in the huge villa, there was still only him, after tomorrow, he would be eighty years old, eighty years old, how many eighty years old in life? He couldn't watch his hard-earned family business fall into the hands of Nan Ruoxun, and he was even more unwilling to let a country girl live in the villa and become the hostess here.

Uncle Nan pushed the door in, stood silently behind Nanfang, followed him for nearly twenty years, and Uncle Nan knew this stubborn old man very well.

After a while, Nanfang sat down: "What did Murong Xiao say?" ”

Uncle Nan bowed slightly: "Murong Xiao promised to cooperate with you, and I still hope that Ah Yuan can inherit twenty-three percent of the shares of the Nan family." ”

"Hmph, the lion opened his mouth." The South snorted coldly.

"You mean to reject him?" Uncle Nan looked at the south tentatively.

Nanfang waved his hand: "No, deal with him ambiguously, get Ah Yuan back first." ”

Uncle Nan nodded in agreement, seeing that Nanfang closed his eyes and was about to retreat, Nanfang still closed his eyes: "Anan, call Ruoxun and ask him and Miss Xia to go home for the New Year." ”

"Yes."

Nan's Group, the meeting lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, after the meeting ended, Nan Ruoxun rubbed his eyebrows, and Haoxiang sent a bunch of documents to him: "Sign it." ”

Nan Ruoxun asked while signing, "How is it?" No news yet? ”

Hao Xiang shook his head: "It's strange, the information about Mo Enqiao fifteen years ago is complete. He is a popular student in the film and television industry, and Xia Xi's suspicions should not be established. ”

Nan Ruoxun threw down the pen: "Don't you think it's a kind of regret to be too perfect?" Every time Mo Enqiao shoots a TV series, there will be scandals with actresses, but who has ever seen him and which actress are very close? Haoxiang. As far as I know, every winter Mo Enqiao goes to France for vacation, only this year, he is still in the East China Sea, why? Is it just a coincidence? ”

Hao Xiang pondered deeply and nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable, but I am worried about alarming the Mo family." So I don't dare to look too deep. ”

The phone rang, and Nam Ruoxun answered the phone.

"Ruoxun, the chairman asked you to take Miss Xia home for dinner." Uncle Nan was as polite and respectful as ever. It's just that Nan Ruoxun always feels that his eyes hide too many secrets, and he doesn't like this man, especially not like it.

Hao Xiang asked who it was with his lips, and Nam Ruoxun made a gesture. A cold voice: "Please tell my father." I'll definitely take her back when I have time. ”

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and Uncle Nan meant something: "Ah Yuan's father and son will be on the plane at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and the chairman hopes to have a reunion dinner tomorrow." ”

Uncle Nan immediately hung up the phone, and he was busy with the sound for a long time, and he held the receiver in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Hao Xiang looked at him worriedly.

"Ah Yuan and Murong Xiao will have a flight tomorrow morning, but you will pick up the plane."

"You said Ah Yuan will come back tomorrow? Aren't you and Eve then? The old man made it clear that this was going to be difficult for Eve! Hao Xiang jumped up.

He frowned: "I have my own measure, you just pick up the plane on time tomorrow." ”

It was already late at night when I got back to the villa, and I pushed the door open. In the pale yellow light, she lay on the table. Asleep, her long hair covered her handsome face, and on the dining table were his favorite boiled liver tips and bitter gourd wrapped eggs, which she was best at and especially learned for him.

Thinking of Ah Yuan, I couldn't help but sigh, he and her were destined to not get along peacefully.

"You're back?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Why did you sleep in the restaurant? What about Sister-in-law Qin? He scratched her nose in distress.

"Sister-in-law Qin went back to the villa to help, I'll wait for you to have dinner, and I'll fall asleep after waiting." She was embarrassed to smile.

hugged her in his arms: "Don't wait for me in the future, you know?" ”

She hummed softly.

"Let's go take a shower." He looked tired.

She still nodded obediently, but when she closed the door of the bathroom, tears fell to the ground, looking at her beautiful face in the mirror, her fingers slid over her cheeks, she knew that her current self was no different from those girls who sold their youth for a living, so she was not qualified to accuse Yun Jing'er of betrayal and infidelity to her third brother.

Debts always have to be paid, and if she is destined to pay them off like this, she has no choice.

The faucet rattled.

When she came out, he was already lying on the bed, and seeing that her hair was still dripping, he got out of bed and scolded a little: "I'll help you dry your hair." ”

Sitting in front of the dresser, he picked up her long hair, a little trance, when he first met Jian Luo, Jian Luo also had such long black and smooth hair, but later, Jian Luo became a model, and her long black hair was never smooth again. She looked through the mirror, looked at his distraction, guessed that he regarded himself as his first love, and her heart was inexplicably sour, Mo Enqiao was right, she was just a stand-in, as long as the genuine card appeared, it was time for her to get out.

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts.

This night, Nan Ruoxun was unusual, just hugging her.

Intuition told her that something must have happened, but Nam Ruoxun didn't say it, and she wasn't qualified to ask.

The next day, after sending him to work, she decided to go back to the rental house to see her brother, Chinese New Year's Eve, the shops on the street had already pasted festive couplets, closed their doors, only a few pedestrians, and their faces were in a hurry. The usually crowded streets of the East China Sea suddenly became much wider, and if she was on the long street, she liked such quietness.

Recalling that when they were in the countryside for the New Year, Yun Jing'er's mother would always make them dumplings stuffed with leeks, and when she thought of Yun Jing'er's mother, she couldn't help but sigh.

The Audi A6 stopped behind her, and Uncle Nan stopped her: "Miss Xia." ”

She turned around and looked at Uncle Nan, who motioned for her to get in the car.

The car stopped in a hidden corner, Uncle Nan looked at her and sighed lightly: "You have lost weight, Ruoxun is not good for you?" ”

Her eyes drifted out the window, wasn't it? It's not bad, as in all stories, as long as she plays the role of a good lover, and he also gives her a worry-free life, she will live with it, and wait for the day he gets tired of it, or the day he marries his mayor's daughter, maybe he will be free again.

Although she tried her best to avoid the existence of that girl, she still knew in her heart that the mayor's daughter was worthy of Nan Ruoxun.

Uncle Nan's big hand involuntarily fell on top of her head, like a father, staring at his daughter lovingly: "Eve, if he treats you badly, leave him, instead of spending his feelings on the person he loves deeply, it is better to make do with someone who loves him deeply, at least, Mo Enqiao really loves you." (To be continued.) )