An Yuqing followed Xi Wenzi into the ward shyly and timidly.

"Aunt Beimo." An Yuqing obediently walked in front of Mrs. Beimo Xi Meimei.

Mrs. Beimo smiled charmingly.

"Yuqing, this is my son Beimo Ziyue."

Bei Mozi smiled more lightly.

"Hello, I'm Bei Mo Ziyue." The corners of Bei Mozi's mouth twitched.

As soon as he came back, he asked him to go on a blind date.

Can you give him a break.

An Yuqing looked at Beimozi City.

On the surface, he is gentle and quiet, and he smiles.

Secretly, compare Bei Mo Ziyue with Song Shao.

Suddenly, my heart was much colder.

Although Bei Mo Ziyue is the son of the head of the Bei Mo family, how can he be as good as the Song Dynasty.

What she wants is Song Shao.

"I'm An Yuqing, it's a pleasure to meet you, Beimo Gongzi." An Yuqing is as gentle as water.

The more Bei Mozi looked at An Yuqing, it was not like other girls.

Know who he is.

I can't wait to be with her.

In my heart, I can't help but feel a little interested in An Yuqing.

Mrs. Bei Mo Xi Meimei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that Bei Mozi would not say a word and turn around and leave.

Bei Mozi did not leave.

Everything is going in the direction she wants.

——

A piece of news spread like a storm in the Tiandu Extreme Wealthy Circle.

The Nangong family wants to withdraw from the Beimo family.

Although it has not been confirmed by the parties.

But there is a nose and an eye.

Let the top of the sky be boiling.

Tiandu reporters moved when they heard the news.

As long as they saw the people of the Beimo family or the Nangong family, they all surrounded and asked questions.

Nangong Qingchen hid in the villa.

Pick up your phone.

Dial a familiar number.

"Nangong Qingchen, do you have something to do with me!" In the mobile phone, Ye Qinqin's lazy voice came out.

Nangong Qingchen gently hooked his rosy lips.

"Qinqin, there must be something!"

"Say!" In the mobile phone, Song Shao's cold cheers were heard.

It sounded like a dissatisfied tone.

Nangong Qingchen felt a chill in his heart.

Whoa!

He thought that Song Shao had already gone to work.

That's why he dared to call Ye Qinqin.

Nangong Qingchen broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

In front of Song Shao.

He's always been in a state of short circuit.

"I want Qin Qin to help me pursue Ah Jiu." Nangong Qingchen didn't think twice.

"......" mobile phone, there was silence.

Nangong Qingchen held his breath.

"Chase it yourself." In the mobile phone, Song Shao's impatient voice came out.

"But......" Nangong Qingchen still wanted to speak.

In the mobile phone, the busy sound of hanging up sounded.

Nangong Qingchen's eyes were glazed.

Look at your phone.

If he knew how to chase, he wouldn't need to call and ask Ye Qinqin how to chase Ah Jiu.

"Ah Jiu, what do you like!"

Nangong Qingchen supported the amount with one hand.

Recline on a leather sofa.

Throw your phone aside.

Rise.

Pick up a bottle of Chateaulator red wine.

Open the cap.

Pour a glass of red wine in a glass goblet.

Lightly decorate.

Bright red deep red wine, intense, powerful.

The palate is ripe.

The surface is extremely cold, and when you drink it, it has a different flavor.

It's like Ah Jiu.

Nangong Qingchen gently shook the goblet.

Watch the red wine swaying in the goblet.

in the mind.

They are all Song Jiu's indifferent and thin figures.

In the past, it was all girls who tried every possible way to get his green eyes.

He never chased a girl.

Unexpectedly, the girl he really liked regarded him as nothing.

"Ah Jiu, what should I do to make you like me!" Nangong Qingchen's eyes were tangled.

Stunned, he looked at the red wine in the goblet.

Ah Jiu doesn't like flowers.

Don't like money.

Skill, more powerful than him.

In front of Ah Jiu, he actually felt ashamed of himself.