Chapter 17: Mr. He's mood
Nan Yi walked towards her, wearing a crisp white shirt and casual trousers, and a pair of narrow-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, looking like she had just come down from the lecture hall.
"Why are you here?"
Facing her brother, Nan Xian immediately stood up straight with her hands behind her back and blinked, "Of course it's eating...... What about you, brother? β
"Colleague dinner." Nan Yi's gaze swept around her skirt, "Who are you eating with?" β
Her eyes flickered, "Uh, that, friend." β
Nan Yi instantly saw through her weakness, frowned, and subconsciously brought out the sternness when facing the students.
"I heard that He Mingxiao is still pestering you, are you threatened by him, and he is the person who ate with you today?"
didn't expect him to guess so accurately, Nan Xian secretly complained in her heart, but she showed an angry look on her face.
"Brother, you and I are still a child! The marriage is divorced, I definitely won't have anything with him anymore, today is really with friends! β
Nan Yi pushed down her glasses, "Then you don't mind letting me meet your 'friend' too, right?" β
"No, he'sβhe's very shy, he doesn't like to interact with strangers!"
Looking at her anxious appearance, Nan Yi was almost sure of her guess.
Thinking of all kinds of malicious speculation and slander against her on the Internet when Nan Xian had just divorced, the anger that had not been completely suppressed suddenly rose, and his eyes were gloomy.
"You take me to see He Mingxiao, I have something to say to him." He's unequivocal.
Nan Xian sweated in an instant.
In the eyes of others, Nan Yi is a serious and upright professor of the ascetic department, who can treat everything calmly and with ease.
But only she knows that Nan Yi is really angry and has no reason at all-
When she was in elementary school, she was bullied by a male classmate and had a cut on the back of her hand.
Nan Yi saw it, and the next day he quietly hid an iron rod to go to school, and squatted after school and beat the male classmate's hand into a comminuted fracture.
Later, he also deliberately went to learn jiu-jitsu, and whenever he was free, he wore a training uniform to pick up Nan Xian at the school gate from school.
Since then, no one has dared to provoke Nan Xian.
Nan Xian didn't dare to imagine what would happen after Nan Yi discounted He Mingxiao's hand.
But at the very least, she couldn't let it happen.
was thinking urgently of countermeasures in his mind, and suddenly a person broke into his sight -
Black hair, purple dress, familiar face.
Nan Xian's eyes lit up instantly, and she trotted forward and grabbed the man's arm.
"Mingke!"
Yao Mingke was startled, and was about to speak, but saw Nan Xian squeezing his eyes at him.
is also a person in the circle, she understands in seconds.
"Brother, this is my friend, Yao Mingke, who has played with me before." Nan Xian took her and walked up to Nan Yi, raising her chin proudly, "Now you believe it!" β
Yao Mingke immediately took over the play and stretched out his hand towards Nan Yi with a smile.
"Hello, Professor Nan, I have long admired the Daimyo. I'm still wondering why Nan Xian went to the bathroom for so long, it turned out that she met you. β
Nan Yi shook hands with her for a moment, his eyes turned between the two, and his eyes were dark and he couldn't see his emotions.
"Okay, okay, now that you've seen it, brother, you should finally rest assured! Go to dinner, your colleagues are waiting for you! β
He was silent for a moment, then finally bowed his head, "Well, then I won't delay your time." β
He turned to Nan Xian again and lowered his voice: "Pay attention to safety when you go back at night." β
Nan Xian's chick nodded in a pecking style, "Mmmmmmmm, goodbye, brother!" β
Seeing him leave, Nan Xian was finally completely relieved, clutching her chest and taking a long breath.
Yao Mingke raised his eyebrows and looked at her, suddenly smiled, and said, "Nan Xian, are you having dinner with Mr. He?" β
Nan Xian touched her nose, "Yes...... Thank you for helping me out. β
"Little things, you're welcome." Yao Mingke waved his hand, "I'll go first, let's get together again when we're free!" β
With that, she turned and walked towards the bathroom, suddenly pausing in her footsteps and glancing thoughtfully in the direction Nan Yi had left.
**
When Nan Xian returned to the box, the dishes were already ready.
"I'm sorry, I met an acquaintance over there, and we talked a little more."
He Mingxiao raised his eyes to look at her and did not speak.
Xu was because of the previous episode of earrings, and both of them were a little silent during this meal.
After the meal, He Mingxiao sent her to the car.
Before opening the door, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Nanxian."
She turned her head, "What's the matter?" β
He Mingxiao pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Is it still possible?" β
The night breeze blew in through the window, ruffling her hair.
Nan Xian gently broke away, she raised her hand and pulled her sideburns, with some helplessness in her tone.
"Mr. He, we don't owe each other, let's let it pass in the past."
A wry smile tugged at his lips.
"What about friends, can't you be friends with me?"
She smiled.
"Of course, we'll be very good friends."
She started the car and drove away.
**
Jiang Tezhu found that the boss was in a bad mood again.
If you use the weather to describe it, this morning's boss is sunny and shining, and now he is cloudy.
I want to know who it is related to.
Jiang Tezhu glanced at his face from the rearview mirror, and quietly sighed in his heart: Sure enough, the brine and tofu - one thing to one thing, can make the boss, who has always been moody, show a sad appearance...... Miss Nan is really a god.
"Jiang Xing, have you ever been in love?"
He Mingxiao suddenly spoke.
Jiang Tezhu instantly tensed his nerves, "I talked about it twice in college. β
"Do you think there's any trick to chasing girls?"
Jiang Tezhu moved his lips, wanting to say but not daring to say.
He Mingxiao raised his eyes, "What, is there anything you can't say?" β
"Ahem, that-" Jiang Tezhu whispered more and more, "They chased me, I haven't chased anyone." β
He Mingxiao: ......
Jiang Tesuke: Woo, the boss's eyes are so terrifying