"Okay, I promise you, Mo Enqiao, I want that role." She finally made up her mind.

Mo Enqiao's hand covered her cold little hand: "Eve, starting from chaos and abandoning from the beginning to the end is Nan Ruoxun's consistent true color, don't you care." ”

Laughing lightly, tears fell on the coffee cup, and tears fell on the neck and swallowed, leaving no trace.

She didn't even deserve these four words!

It's her who messes up, he never wanted to have it, so how did he abandon it?

Looking at the gray sky with bright eyes, a light smile on his thin lips, and secretly swore in his heart, Nan Ruoxun, I will definitely walk out of the shadow left by you and walk in the sunshine strongly.

At least I'll still be fine without you, but my heart still hurts and hurts.

She didn't know that she was being calculated, and he didn't know that she was being calculated by others.

The misunderstanding between the two people is getting deeper and deeper.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Nanfang sat in the living room, looking at his daughter with his eyebrows locked: "What about Ruoxun?" He's getting more and more talkative, and he doesn't know how to go home at this time? ”

Yun Qing smiled apologetically: "Ruoxun went to condole, the elevator accident two days ago had a very bad impact on Nan's, and he wants to save the company's image." ”

"Hmph, what's there to be nostalgic for that broken mall? Be sure to acquire! The South stood up dissatisfied.

"Dad, don't you know what that mall means to Ruoxun? Maybe that's the nature of mothers and children. Murong Xiao stood at the top of the stairs and looked at Nan Yunqing gloatingly.

Nanfang snorted coldly, glanced at his daughter with low eyebrows, and squinted at Murong Xiao: "Murong Xiao, the wind in Africa didn't blow your face black, do you really want to try the weather in the Middle East." ”

A flattering smile appeared on Murong Xiao's very well-maintained face: "Dad." Am I not in a hurry for you? Ruoxun is a little too disagreeable, and in a month he will get married to the mayor's daughter, and the days at home are getting fewer and fewer. It's time to spend time with you. ”

"You better take care of your Murong family's affairs, you don't have to worry about my Nan family's affairs!" Nanfang went upstairs.

Nan Yunqing turned around and walked towards the door, and Murong Xiao hurried to catch up with her: "What? People say that a long absence is better than a newlywed, why did you see your husband with such an attitude? ”

Nan Yunqing looked at her husband sadly: "Murong Xiao, we are almost fifty years old, for the sake of Ah Yuan and Ah Feng's face, please let me go." ”

Murong Xiao let go of his hand. Laughing a little lonely, over the years, he used alcohol to anesthetize his nerves. Everyone thinks that he is in the midst of happiness and does not know the blessing, everyone knows that he married the most perfect woman in the world, and only he knows that he is proud of his career and love. What kind of humiliation did he endure. Nan Yunqing's people were beside him, how could his heart beat for him for a second?!

What he Murong Xiao is fighting for is nothing more than a love, but after fighting for twenty years, it only makes the two more estranged.

Seeing Yun Qing busy instructing the maid in the kitchen, leaving only his Xiao Suo's back, hatred spread in his heart little by little, since he couldn't get Nan Yunqing. Just ruin her completely, take a sip of the wine in the glass. A sinister smile spread across Murong Xiao's lips.

"Dad, morning." Murong Yuan stood behind Murong Xiao, following his father's line of sight and looking at his mother, once, he didn't understand his father, and even shamed his father, after experiencing the grievances between him and his uncle, he both pitied his father and sympathized with him, as a man, it was a shameful and painful thing to not get the heart of a woman he loved deeply, he knew that his father loved his mother deeply, and his mother had a heart.

Father and mother are both victims of the marriage of interests, there is no right or wrong, but there is resentment.

"The boss is not small, how is the girlfriend's matter? The sooner you get married and have children, your grandfather will be happier. Murong Xiao deliberately complained.

Standing with this son, the two of them looked more like a pair of brothers.

Murong Yuan smiled: "Dad, you still have to worry about your own affairs, just don't let my mother find someone else to be my father for me." ”

"You stinky boy!" Murong Xiao kicked at his son, and Murong Yuan quickly ran to the door, shouting as he ran: "I'll pick up your future daughter-in-law." ”

Murong Yuan bumped into his uncle who entered the door: "Uncle, didn't you go to the company?" ”

Nan Ruoxun stared at his nephew: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve, where are you going to go without accompanying your grandfather and mother?" ”

"Uncle doesn't know? Dad has asked the driver to pick up my aunt, who has always been my role model, and naturally I can't be left alone, of course, to pick up my girlfriend. Murong Yuan sneered.

"What did you say?" Nam Ruoxun grabbed his nephew's collar.

Nanfang stood at the top of the stairs, with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "Your marriage with Xu Qian is scheduled for next month, so she naturally wants to come to her mother-in-law's house to greet her." ”

"I won't marry Xu Qian!" His black eyes stared at his father with burning eyes.

"The wedding date has been set, I can't help you!" The South, as always, is iron-fisted and unquestionable.

"I repeat, I will never marry Xu Qian, whoever is determined to marry!" Nam Ruoxun turned around and left.

Nan Yunqing trotted out, holding his brother's favorite fruit jujube cake in his hand: "Ruoxun, if you have something to say, you come back." ”

Nan Ruoxun stopped, only paused slightly, and strode out of the living room, Murong Yuan took the plate in his mother's hand: "I'll go after my uncle." ”

One hand pressed Nan Ruoxun's hand to pull the car door: "Uncle, let's talk." ”

Nan Ruoxun stared at his nephew: "Ah Yuan, Eve won't love you, after watching my sister and brother-in-law's twenty years of living in the same bed and dreaming of different dreams, aren't you enough?" Do you have to repeat their lives yourself? ”

Staring at his uncle with cold eyes: "So what? At least my mom is by my dad's side, and it doesn't matter where my heart is! ”

"You bastard!" Nan Ruoxun raised his fist high and slowly fell.

"Uncle, why didn't you beat me?" Murong Yuan smiled cheaply, he wished he had a good fight with his uncle, he had enough of holding his breath like this.

Nan Ruoxun turned his back to his nephew and pulled the car door: "You are not worth my shot!" ”

"I'm going to get Eve!" Murong Yuan shouted at Bingley.

With one foot on the accelerator, Bentley sped away.

Eve was busy in the kitchen, originally planning to celebrate the New Year with her third brother Jing'er, but Jing'er's sister insisted on going home to worship her mother, so she had to let the third brother accompany Jing'er back.

A person's New Year, too, is also good, she is ready to cook herself two exquisite side dishes.

There was a knock on the door outside the door, she thought it was Uncle Nan, and jumped to open the door, but she met Nan Ruoxun's cold handsome face, instinctively slammed the door, her back was tightly pressed behind the door, tears fell uncontrollably, she was already trying hard to forget, why bother to provoke herself?

"Open the door!" His voice was cold.

"You go!" Her voice was crying: "Aren't you going to get married?" Go with your fiancée. ”

Outside the door, he smiled, it seemed that she still cared about herself. (To be continued.) )