Hearing Nanhe's words, Nanchen didn't have much emotion, as if he had expected Nanhe to say this, nodded calmly, and silently mourned for the manager in his heart.

No way, who made the boss of his family jealous?

And who makes this manager not understand the world?

If you want to blame the world for being unfair, he will still do it.

Song He's footsteps to pick her up didn't stop for a moment, as if something terrifying was following her behind her, and her steps were extremely fast.

There were a lot of people who came to pick up the airport, and in the face of this beautiful woman who suddenly appeared, they all cast amazing eyes, and couldn't help but make way for Song He.

Just when a Frenchman was about to boldly go up to Song He to ask for contact information, Nanhe took off his coat and walked to Song He's side and draped it over Song He's body.

The lowered voice is extraordinarily gentle and delicate.

"Protect yourself when you're out there, you know?"

Song He glanced back at Nanhe coldly, and then stared closely at whether there was Yin Xia who had to be careful among the people who came out of the airport.

She didn't want to think about Nanhe, he could do whatever he liked, she couldn't care about it, and she didn't want to care about it.

She only wants to see Yin Xia safe and sound, so she can rest assured.

Nanhe didn't mind Song He's coldness, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even deeper.

As long as others can't attract Song He's attention more than him, his mood is happy.

What did not disappoint Song He was that there was a Gundam man who walked out of the exit with a small milk baby in his arms, and his face was black, and the black one could be used as the bottom of the pot.

And the little doll who has cried enough keeps sucking one of her fingers, and her big eyes are particularly beautiful.

Before the man took the initiative to step forward, Song He hugged Yin Xia in his arms.

Maybe it was the telepathy between mother and son, Yin Xia, who was still a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, looked at Song He obediently, her eyes blinked, and she was very cute.

Song He hugged Yin Xia tightly, looking at the good baby in his arms, the whole person couldn't help but relax.

Her baby is still fine......

It's still good......

But the French man who came back with Yin Xia was dissatisfied, and ran to Nanhe's side and began to complain non-stop.

"The task you gave me was really not a good one, the child kept crying, and I was almost thrown off by the people on the plane."

The devil knows what kind of things he went through.

Yin Xia, who passed his hand, cried vigorously, and Yin Xia, who was full, was very energetic, and cried for three hours without rest.

At first, it was okay, and the passengers on the plane were able to understand.

But after a long time, I couldn't understand it, and some people even raised questions that he had abducted and sold the child back to China, and he wanted to sue him.

Nanhe raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but smile faintly, and patted the French man's shoulder easily.

"I'm free to have a drink!"

Hearing Nanhe's words, the French man's original dissatisfaction stopped.

His eyes fell on Song He, who was holding Yin Xia like a baby.

"Your new girlfriend?"

No way? I haven't seen Nanhe walk so close to any woman on weekdays.

In the midst of thousands of flowers, when did Mr. Nan, who didn't stick to a leaf, fall in love with a woman who had a child?

Not...... Although he is very beautiful, once he knows that the child belongs to that woman, no matter how beautiful he looks, he has no interest in it.

Hearing the words of the French man, Nanhe fell on Song He's body, and his originally cold gaze couldn't help but soften a little, and he changed back to the elegant Nanhe at the beginning.

"yes, she's finally back......"

Moreover, he will let Song He stay by his side like this, and he will never be able to leave......

Hearing this, the French man was stunned, couldn't help but look at Song He a few more times, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Although he and Nanhe are not a good friendship, the relationship has been quite good in the past few years, and he naturally knows the meaning of Nanhe's words just now......

Merely...... The person has returned, but is it still the same person who was the original?

Acknowledging a person's beauty, but not accepting her change, right?

"Is she still the same person she used to be?"

"I'll make her the same she used to be." Nanhe looked at the French man with certainty, and there was a slight dissatisfaction with his friend in his amplified voice.

In the end, the French man could only shrug his shoulders, said hello to Nan Chen and left in a hurry.

"Hey, let's go home." Nanhe affectionately looked at Song He, who was holding Yin Xia and checking everywhere.

Hearing Nanhe's voice, Song He's hand stroking Yin Xia stiffened slightly, but it quickly recovered.

Still didn't say anything, just silently followed behind Nanhe and got into the car.

Nanchen drove very steadily, Song He didn't even feel a little uncomfortable, not to mention that Yin Xia, who felt safe, was already asleep, and his quiet appearance added points to his immature appearance.

Until the car stopped, Song He got out of the car with Yin Xia in her arms, looking at the huge castle in front of her, her heart was mixed.

She had lived here for several years before, and this seemingly old castle gave her too many memories.

When the maid at the door saw Nanhe, she hurriedly opened the iron door, and lowered her body one after another, not daring to meet Nanhe's eyes.

The castle is very large, with a bit of ancient atmosphere, it looks like a fairy tale, the whole color is gray, and only the roses planted on both sides add a bit of color to the whole castle.

It was spring, and the roses were blooming luxuriantly, and the bright red flowers were entwined side by side, as if they were competing for beauty, and the beauty was like a fairy about to jump out of the stamens.

Song He couldn't help but reach out and stroke the rose petals, his fingers had just touched the rose, but he immediately took it back and frowned.

Nan He, who was next to him, saw Song He's expression in his eyes, grabbed Song He's injured finger and put it in his mouth.

"You still don't know the rules like this, you know that there are thorns on the rose, and you still have to touch it!"

In the past, Nanhe was like this, he liked roses very much, so he coquettishly asked him to plant the entire flower garden in the castle into roses, if it weren't for his insistence, he might not even be spared with the cherry blossom forest that has been planted for decades.

Nanhe, who loves roses, has to pick flowers every day when he comes back, occasionally making biscuits, making flower tea to eat, and the small north and south are often pestering Nanhe to eat, not to mention how beautiful that picture is.

But now......

Song He was stunned to see Nanhe's movements, instinctively pulled his hand back vigorously, and the whole person hurriedly took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and Nanhe.

"I'm fine!"

With such an intimate action, she only likes one person......

Only Yin Zheng will not make her feel disgusted.

Looking at Song He's resistance, Nanhe's smile couldn't help but be a little bitter,

"Do you still like roses?"

Song He, who instinctively wanted to nod, shook his head hesitantly: "I don't like it." ”

Even if you like it, it's not that you like the roses here.

The nostalgic attitude that Nanhe brought to her today finally erased the little good impression she had of Nanhe in her memory.

Flowers are just flowers, and they don't offend people, and what she doesn't like is people, not flowers.

Nan He smiled clearly, sighed inexplicably, quickened his pace and left, and didn't pay attention to Song He anymore, but left alone.

As soon as Nanhe left, Song He's originally nervous mood relaxed even more.

Nanchen looked at Nanhe's back, and then looked at Song He, who was holding the child, and finally stayed.

That's it, he still takes care of Song He, if he follows Nanhe away like this, Nanhe will definitely teach him not to protect Song He for various reasons.

It's better for him to learn to be smarter himself, and arrange Song He as soon as possible, and he will be liberated as soon as possible.

"Miss, come with me."

Song He nodded, and followed behind Nanchen silently, his obedient appearance was quite a bit of the past, which made Nanchen, who looked back, slightly stunned.

"You're still living in the same room you used to, can you?"

"Yes." Song He nodded slowly, still without any superfluous expression on his surface.

Anyway, it's only a temporary stay, so what does it matter which room you live in?

Nanchen secretly watched Song He's every move, and took Song He to the room to have a look.

The castle is very large, with a total of 12 floors, and there is an elevator in it, so you can move around at any time.

The basement floor is the parking lot and wine cellar, and the first floor is the lobby living room, where people can be entertained.

On the second floor is the main and secondary bedrooms for rest.

And Song He's room is next to the master bedroom.

When I walked to the door, I could smell a faint smell of roses coming from inside the room.

Song He closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying the ultimate experience brought by the fragrance of roses.

In the past, she really loved Rose, so she needed to be accompanied by Rose wherever she went, and even the rose perfume on her body was made by Nanhe himself, and he was the only one in the world who could mix rose incense.

"Miss, after you disappeared, this room is still reserved for you, the boss often comes back in the middle of the night to see, miss your taste, even the fragrance of flowers in the room is made by him himself in order for you to be happy when you come back."

No matter how affectionate a man is, that's just that, let alone a perfect god-like man like Nanhe.

If you let people outside know that Nanhe, who has always been known as the fifth king of diamonds, actually has someone in his heart, and his heart is just a foil except for the woman who is out of the mud and not stained, and the rest of the people are just foils.

For some reason, Song He, who heard this, couldn't help laughing.

"Chen, after so many years, you are still the same."

Still defending Nanhe.

What's the use of doing anything for her, no matter how affectionate it is?

In the end, it was just a matter of covering his ears and stealing the bell, and after a few days, Nanhe was still the same cold man.