The man is going to stay with her attitude, and if Nanfeng wants to leave, he will not keep it.

Went back to the guest room to pack her things, Nanfeng met Steward Fang when she went downstairs, he didn't ask her where she was going, but just offered to help her carry her suitcase downstairs.

"Thank you, Steward Fang." She smiled and waved goodbye, then went out without looking back.

After Steward Fang watched her car drive away, he went into the kitchen to make a cup of Ceylon black tea and sent it upstairs.

In the study, Mr. Lu was still sitting on the small sofa, flipping through a book in his hand, and his eyes swept over the French words line by line.

"Young Master, Miss Nan is gone." Steward Fang carefully placed the teacup on the small table.

Lu Chengyu said 'um', his tone was light, and he didn't know whether he heard it or responded casually.

Steward Fang looked at the dark clouds outside the window, smiled slightly, and said, "It seems that there is a rainstorm tonight." ”

"Hmm."

Seeing that he had no other orders, Steward Fang also retreated.

Not long after, there was a sudden wind outside the window, and the curtains rattled due to the sudden wind, Lu Chengyu picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip, never taking his eyes off the book.

……

Nanfeng drove in the forest, far away, I saw the dark clouds pressing the realm, the trees on both sides of the road were dragged and swayed by the wind, a few lightning bolts suddenly pierced the night sky, and the whole forest also flickered and brightened, she was a little frightened, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

Then came a downpour, knocking down the leaves and slamming them on the ground along with the raindrops.

Her car was parked in the middle of the road, and the hazard warning lights flashed and flashed, looking like a trapped scarab from above.

After a while, Nanfeng was less afraid, so he restarted the car and drove back to his apartment at a slow pace.

However, she never expected that she was in such a hurry to move to the Lu Mansion that day that she forgot to close the window, but her bed was not far from the window, and the rainstorm soaked her bedding.

She lives alone all the year round and has no spare bedding, so she has no choice but to take out her mobile phone for emergency relief.

"Sister Lan, please take it in."

"Isn't the Lu Mansion enough for you to live in?"

Nanfeng said miserably: "I moved out of the Lu Mansion, and the apartment has also entered the water, and I am now in urgent need of assistance from caring people in the society." ”

Although her words were nonsensical, Sister Lan still caught the important information and raised her eyebrows: "Where are you?" ”

Nanfeng reported the address, and Sister Lan quickly drove over.

The car stopped at the door of the apartment with a beautiful sharp turn, and the south wind whistled: "Lamborghini Reventon, limited to twenty cars in the world, and there are no two in China, right?" Sister Lan, why don't you take me with you when you rob the treasury? ”

Sister Lan rolled her eyes and said, "Guest's, just borrow me to open it." ”

The people who enter and exit the Golden Terrace are either rich or expensive, and it is not uncommon for a guest to drive this kind of car, and Nanfeng did not ask again, and got on the car directly.

Sister Lan handed her a thermos pot with hot ginger tea in the pot, and Nanfeng immediately threw it in her face: "It's so sweet, Sister Lan." ”

"Go, go." Sister Lan pushed her away in disgust, looked at her by the way and asked, "Lu Shao found out that you are a commercial spy?" ”

Nanfeng blinked: "Sister Lan, why are you so smart?" "Just guess it.

"I heard that the bid for the Puzhai project was opened today, and AS directly became a scrapped bid, plus you were kicked out of the Lu Mansion in the middle of the night, what else could it be besides this reason?" When she encountered a red light, Sister Lan stopped the car, but a car honked at her behind her, not to signal her to give way, but to get her attention.

"Such heavy rain can't stop this group of male beasts with excessive hormone secretion." She pouted, "I knew I wouldn't have driven such a swaggering car." ”

The ginger tea was still warm, exuding a sweet aroma in the carriage, and Nanfeng took a sip, burning from his throat all the way to the bottom of his heart.

She looked at the rain that was getting lighter and said, "Yes, I'm a commercial spy." ”

"Hiss~" Sister Lan glanced at her, "Why do you sound so unfinished with your emotion?" ”

Nanfeng smiled: "No." ”

……

There are seven floors in total, the first floor is the lobby, the second, third, and fourth floors are the private rooms for entertaining guests, the fifth floor is for the guests, and the sixth floor is for the girls.

Sister Lan usually lives on the sixth floor, she is the top brand, and the supporting facilities are naturally the best, there are three bedrooms and two living rooms in the suite, which is bigger than Nanfeng's apartment.

After visiting the room, Nanfeng asked, "What does the seventh floor do?" ”

"Where the boss lives."

Although she lives in the Golden Terrace, there are three doors in front and back of the Golden Terrace, and Nanfeng usually doesn't meet anyone at the back door, and more importantly, that door is only one street away from AS, and she can get to it by walking, so she feels that it is particularly convenient and affordable, so she simply doesn't go.

Seeing this, Sister Lan rolled her eyes: "Why don't you go and clean up the apartment, and go back and soak all your furniture." ”

Thinking that it makes sense, Nanfeng decides to go back and clean up on Saturday.

……

On Friday night, she was applying a mask on the sixth floor when she suddenly received a call from Sister Lan.

"Shengsheng, do me a favor."

"What's wrong?"

"There's a guest here who ordered a girl to sing, but the girls who sing well here can't pull away, so you come to the rescue." Sister Lan remembers that in college, Nanfeng represented the school in a singing competition and won an award.

Nanfeng took off the mask and was surprised: "Singing? ”

Sister Lan hurriedly added: "Don't worry, the guests in this box are all big people with heads and faces, and they are not at the same level as Boss Liu, they just want a girl to sing two songs to help the fun, and they won't mess around." ”

That being the case, with a gesture, Nanfeng naturally agreed: "Obey, Queen." ”

Nanfeng changed his clothes, drew a more colorful makeup and went downstairs.

Sister Lan was waiting for her at the door, and when she saw her coming, she pushed open the door and said, "Don't worry, these guests are very gentlemanly." ”

Entering the box, Sister Lan joked to a young man in the booth: "Wang Shao, look, the generation of songs of our Golden Channel has come later, I didn't lie to you, right?" ”

Wang Shao looked at Nanfeng and raised his glass to Sister Lan with a smile: "Okay, okay, I misunderstood you, okay if I punish myself for three cups?" ”

Nanfeng walked to the jukebox to order a song, sat down on a high chair, and said to everyone with a smile: "Don't dare to be a singer, at most she won't be out of tune." Sister Lan, is it okay for you to praise me so much in front of several big and young people? ”

She blinked as she spoke, and her naughty appearance caused everyone to laugh.

Nanfeng nodded "I want to sing to you".

The accompaniment music sounded, she held the microphone in her hand, and her body swayed slightly with the melody: "I want to sing to you, while I am as young as a flower now, the flowers will bloom to the fullest, and decorate your years and my branches are dumb......"

Her voice is crisp and crisp, and it is most suitable to sing this kind of slow song, that Wang Shao took another microphone and helped her sing the male part, and the two worked well together.

At the end of the song, the people who listened to it were a little unsatisfied, and Nanfeng didn't want to spoil the fun, so he ordered another song and was about to continue singing, at this time, the box door was pushed open from the outside, and someone walked in.

Wang Shao shouted: "Yan, why did you take so long to answer a call?" Almost missed singing after the song. ”

The person who came in smiled and responded: "It's the company's business." Hearing him say 'queen of songs', he turned his head curiously, and saw the girl sitting behind the jukebox, and her face immediately changed, "Shengsheng! ”

Nanfeng was also stunned.

Who would have thought that he would meet Jiang Yan here.

Jiang Yan stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and saw her wearing a slightly sexy bandeau dress, and her brows furrowed even more: "Why are you here?" ”

Wang Shaoying said: "She was called by Sister Lan to sing, Yan, do you know her?" ”

Hearing this explanation, Jiang Yan's face became more and more ugly, and he directly dragged her out: "Come out with me!" ”

Sister Lan immediately got up, and Nanfeng hurriedly made a gesture at her.

Jiang Yan pulled the south wind out of the golden platform, and on the side of the road, he opened his mouth to ask: "Why do you sing in such a place!" ”

His wrist was dragged by him a little painfully, and Nanfeng also frowned: "It's just a song, Jiang Shao, you're too excited, aren't you?" ”

Nothing more? Jiang Yan's face turned pale: "Listening to your tone, have you done anything else?" ”

“……”

Nanfeng knew that Jintai was not a good place, and the girls who came in and out of here would inevitably be criticized, and she was bumped into by him when she was singing, and it was normal for her to have a misunderstanding, so she didn't get angry because of his words, and was about to explain, but saw Jiang Yan looking at her with a disappointed look.

It was this kind of look that made everything she wanted to say stuck in her throat.

"When you left, I thought you would have a better life, so I didn't show up, I knew that you would live like this, I said that I wouldn't let you go!" Jiang Yan dragged her and whispered, "Go back with me!" ”

Nanfeng's footsteps seemed to be motionless in place, looking at him, she remembered the old days, remembered the lonely night, and asked softly: "Where are you going?" ”