Murong Qiao didn't expect the fifth brother Xianyu to call her, and he was a rainbow fart at her.

"It's okay brother, those comments don't affect me." Murong Qiao replied helplessly.

She is not a glass heart, and she can be broken into countless pieces with the slightest words.

Anyway, he has an entertainment company under his hands, and he also manages so many artists, and Murong Qiao's psychological ability is not ordinarily strong.

Xian Yu heard that her sister didn't care, but she had a smile on her face, but the smile was a little silly, so that the narrator's agent couldn't help but take a step back and express disgust.

"It's okay, anyway, don't read those comments, and save the mood." Xian Yu was not at ease.

He spoke for a long time, a little annoyed when he realized that time had passed too quickly. "I still have work to do, let's not talk about Qiaoqiao, I'll go to the crew to see you another day."

Murong Qiao also knew that Xian Yu was working, so he nodded and said goodbye.

It's a pity that compared to Xian Yu's actions that can still comfort his sister, they are far away, and Nan Xuan and the others, who don't even dare to disturb Murong Qiao, are very aggrieved.

Although he didn't often appear in front of Murong Qiao, Nan Xuan and the other three brothers had been silently paying attention to their sister.

Naturally, they also saw what was happening on the Internet, which created the silent atmosphere in the living room at the moment.

"This group of people really eats dung and scolds so badly." Nan Hao hugged his mobile phone and sneered.

His kung fu hand was not idle, and he used his account to reply to several comments that Murong Qiao was not good.

Nan Jin also had a calm face, "...... Maybe I haven't even finished nine years of compulsory education. ”

He was a little more restrained in his words, but the speed of replying to those people was not much slower than Nan Hao.

Only Nan Xuan, the eldest brother in the family, looked at his phone at this time and expressed his silence on those comments.

"I want to know more about Jojo's state than I want to refute them." Nan Xuan spoke slowly.

When such a thing happened, Nan Xuan, like Xian Yu, wanted to know how Murong Qiao was doing now.

Nan Jin's hand holding the phone stiffened, and she lowered her eyes and didn't speak.

What Nan Xuan could think of, Nan Jin could naturally think of, but when he thought of Murong Qiao's life so well now, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't give birth to the courage to call his sister.

However, Nan Hao listened to Nan Xuan's words and looked up at the two of them. "What then?"

Since his view of Murong Qiao has changed, Nan Hao's change is also the most obvious, compared to Nan Jin and Nan Xuan's introverted and forbearing, Nan Hao only feels that he owes Murong Qiao too much.

So I have to double and be twice as good to my sister in order to make Nan Hao feel better.

“…… It's not appropriate for the two of us to go again. Nan Xuan looked at Nan Hao, the meaning was obvious.

In the end, this major task of checking Murong Qiao's status fell on the youngest brother Nan Hao.

Who let Nan Xuan and Nan Jin dangle at the gate of Huida before, let the security guard remember, if you go to Huida, it is estimated that you will not be able to enter the door, and after thinking about it, Nan Hao has to come.

The next day, after taking his two elder brothers and his own to Murong Qiao as a gift of condolence, Nan Hao stood at the bottom of Huida's teaching building and waited for someone after class.

The weather was a bit overcast, and the clouds were piled up heavily, like a precursor to rain.

Huida's class time was obviously still going on, and Nam Ho could only faintly see the lights on the upper floors as he stood below.

Nan Hao felt the phone vibrate, hesitated for a moment and put the bag he was carrying next to him, and covered it with his coat so that it wouldn't really rain, and it still contained the gift he specially chose for his sister.

[Big Brother (Nanxuan): Have you seen Qiaoqiao? 】

Nan Hao explained the situation, but every time he typed a few words, he had to look up to make sure that he didn't miss people.

But as he was typing, two boys in the distance were walking towards him, and the sound of conversation fell into Nan Hao's ears.

"Eh, didn't you like to manage that flower tie before? Why don't we have fun? ”

"Come on, Ren and Huo Xiaocao are a couple...... Tsk, but I do like the way she looks. ”

"Why don't you try it? Before, Qingchuan was not also Qinggao, and it was like something, maybe this series of flowers was also a virtue, and he would complain if he gave some money. ”

"Hahaha...... Yes! ”

A sudden cry of pain rang out.

Nam Ho gave the boy a punch, which was fierce and terrifying.

"What are you doing? Crazy—"

The other boy took a step forward and was about to speak, but he also received a punch.

Nan Hao used all his strength to beat the person so that his nose was bleeding and dripping.

But he wasn't done yet, he reached out and grabbed the boy's collar, and while the other party was stunned by the beating, he pushed the person to the ground and began to beat.

Nan Hao hadn't learned any skills like taekwondo, and the fists dominated by anger fell on that person again and again, and the anger was so thick that it was about to overflow, and the expressionless pressure on him was very penetrating.

"Keep your mouth clean!" Nan Hao warned.

Hearing the two of them talking about Murong Qiao, the string called reason in Nan Hao's mind immediately snapped, prompting him to make the move just now.

The boy who reacted next to him was also anxious, and wanted to come over to restrain Nan Hao, and strangled Nan Hao's neck to make him stop, but he was kicked by Nan Hao firmly, and the pain between his legs forced the boy to let go.

Nan Hao's eyes turned red, "If I hear you say that kind of thing again, I'll beat you to cripples-"

Regardless of whether this is true or not, Nan Hao's fierce face and the nosebleed he still has made the two of them understand that the young man in front of them seems to be crazy.

The one-on-two fight ended with Nam Ho as the victor, but he was also injured as a result.

"Crazy ......" The two boys almost avoided leaving, and the tone of panic in the scolding voice.

As for Nam Ho, he silently tasted the faint smell of blood in his mouth, and then breathed a sigh of relief when his eyes glanced at the gift next to him that was still intact.

As for the two boys just now...... He would later see one hit at a time.

In the fight just now, Nan Hao had some traces on his body, so he simply put his coat back, and the zipper was also pulled to the collar, covering the traces on his body tightly, and he continued to wait for people after making sure that he couldn't see the traces.

It was hard to see Murong Qiao once, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on himself.

The movement of the fight was not small, and class was about to end, and many students slipped out in advance to see this scene, but looking at the fierce appearance of Nan Hao fighting just now, no one dared to approach this side.

And Yang Xin, the roommate who came to wait for Murong Qiao to go to dinner after class, sent a message to Murong Qiao to bombard her when Nan Hao was moving.

[Your brother seems to have fought at the door of the school building......]

[I don't know what the situation is, he suddenly rushed up and slapped people in the face, and I didn't dare to get close. 】

[Qiaoqiao, did you see my news, I'm at the door of the teaching building-]

Yang Xin couldn't sort out her thoughts for a while, and she hit whatever she thought.

She crackled and pressed her mobile phone, and looked up at Nan Hao, who seemed to be calm, from time to time, for fear that the other party would hurt people again in the next second.

Yang Xin came late, she only saw the fight, and she didn't know the cause of the incident at all, but she saw it clearly when Nan Hao did it first.

Murong Qiao, who was in the classroom, naturally received the news.

The teacher was making a closing remark, and after Murong Qiao hurriedly glanced at it, he frowned rarely, and quietly left through the back door with his schoolbag.

When she went downstairs, she didn't need to search the crowd more, and she could find the person she wanted according to the focus of everyone's eyes.

(End of chapter)