Nanzhi's face turned a little darker.
I'm really too lazy to type a single word.
She added: [It’s just a show. If you agree, I will tell my great-grandfather that I was the one who made the nonsense a few days ago, and I will personally testify that you are in good health. 】
This time, after waiting for a long time, Huo Sijue sent another message.
[Come to the company at nine o'clock tomorrow morning]
Nanzhi read it several times, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this person was perfunctory and forced.
Early the next morning, Nazhi arrived at the Huo Group Building on time.
The front desk led her into the president's office on the top floor.
As soon as he entered, he saw Huo Sijue sitting on the sofa, sipping coffee with his eyes downcast.
It seemed that he was waiting for her specially.
Nanzhi walked over calmly, feeling somewhat regretful: "Sorry for the long wait."
However, Huo Sijue just glanced at Nanzhi lightly, then took an orange packaging bag from his side, stood up and handed it to Nanzhi.
Nanzhi opened it and took a look, stunned on the spot.
It is actually a limited edition customized handbag.
Huo Sijue spoke with an indifferent expression, "I made the reservation half a month ago. It just arrived."
Nanzhi's heart moved slightly.
Half a month ago...
It's her birthday soon, does Huo Sijue still remember it?
However, before Nanzhi could ask, Huo Sijue spoke again, his voice becoming more condensed.
"Originally, it was meant to be given to customers, but now that something better has arrived, this one belongs to you."
Nanzhi raised her eyes and met Huo Sijue's indifferent eyes.
The throbbing in her heart was extinguished in an instant. Nanzhi simply looked down on herself. She was still having such wishful thinking.
After calming down for a moment, Nanzhi showed an impeccable smile.
Things that are given away for free, don’t want them for free?
What's more, when I go back to Nan's house today, I can still show off with this thing.
"Thank you, Mr. Huo, for the compliment." Nanzhi snorted lightly.
Huo Sijue's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and a flash of hesitation disappeared briefly in his eyes.
Nanzhi had already turned around and left. Huo Sijue suppressed the hesitation in his eyes and left with her.
Nan Family Mansion.
In the exquisitely decorated restaurant, Nancheng sat at the main seat with a smile on his face.
He looked at Huo Sijue beside him. There was something indescribably flattering and respectful in his smile, and his tone was earnest: "Sijue, if there is anything that doesn't suit your taste, just say so. This is your home too!"
Huo Sijue responded calmly: "Thank you, Dad."
Nancheng smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, and his eyes towards Nazhi became gentler: "Xiaozhi, try it quickly, your mother specially made the ribs for you."
Nanzhi twitched the corners of her lips and looked at the middle-aged woman sitting opposite her.
Her makeup was exquisite and she was wearing a designer brand. When she looked at her, she had a gentle smile, but there was a coldness in her eyes.
This is what she calls a mother who can take the stage, Bai Fen.
In fact, she is Nan Xi's biological mother and Nancheng's "official wife".
"Xiao Zhi, when are you going to have a baby?" Bai Fen's voice was gentle and friendly, and every move she made was like a noble lady: "If you feel you don't have time, I can help you with the land."
Hearing this, Nanzhi's hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and she smiled in her heart.
How could Bai Fen help her take care of the child?
He just wanted a child with Huo family blood to consolidate the in-law relationship between the Nan family and the Huo family.
At this moment, Nan Xi suddenly smiled and said, "Sister, it's been three years since I started talking about this."
"In a normal life, there wouldn't be three years of silence."
She glanced at Nanzhi meaningfully, and then looked at Huo Sijue expectantly.
It's a pity that the man's eyes didn't change and he didn't even look at her.
She clenched her chopsticks and her eyes unconsciously moved to the living room next to her.
Seeing the corner of the orange packaging bag, Nan Xi felt even more jealous.
She saw it when Nanzhi came back earlier.
Such an expensive customized brand must have been given to Nanzhi by Huo Sijue. A child born to a servant actually has such a good life...
She gritted her teeth and said half-jokingly: "Sister, I'd like to remind you, you'd better go and have a look early."
"You are weak. If there is any other reason... it will put Si Jue in trouble."
She seemed gentle and caring, but in fact, every word she spoke was dragging her down.
For the Nan family and for her mother, Nanzhi endured it again and again.
Just when Nanzhi was thinking about how to refuse, the man beside him suddenly put down his chopsticks.
The air paused for a moment.
Huo Sijue's tone was as cold as dead water: "It's not difficult."
There was silence for a while.
Nancheng looked at Huo Sijue's face nervously and realized that it was Bai Fen and Nan Xi who were making a noise!
"Look at you, it's their business whether to have children or not. We are so anxious to be grandparents, why don't we respect the wishes of our children?"
He waved his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Xiaozhi, your sister is doing this for your own good, so don't be angry. Come on, eat more."
Nancheng said this for Huo Sijue.
He was like a pug. No matter how powerful he was, as long as he came in front of Huo Sijue, he could only try to please him.
When Lin Ya saw that they had finished speaking, she lowered her eyebrows and took a soup cup, hunched over and placed it next to Nanzhi's hand.
Bai Fen looked at Nanzhi steadily, and her tone was still as gentle as water: "Xiaozhi, I specially asked the servants to make soup for you."
She seemed to emphasize the word "servant", and her smile deepened.
Seeing Lin Ya's waist bending more and more, a sourness suddenly surged into Nanzhi's nose.
She gritted her teeth slightly, picked up the soup cup and drank it without saying a word.
Seeing Lin Ya take the bowl away, and neither Bai Fen nor Nan Xi meant to make things difficult, Nan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.
However, it only takes a few minutes.
An indescribable hot and itchy breath climbed up his throat, and this familiar feeling made Nanzhi's pupils vibrate.
She subconsciously looked at Nan Xi and saw secret pride flashing in his eyes.
Nanzhi instantly recalled the taste of the soup.
It's soybean flour!
She touched her neck in horror, and found small red and swollen bumps on her fingertips.
This action attracted the attention of Huo Sijue next to him. He turned his eyes and his eyes changed suddenly.
She was so itchy that she stood up and ran quickly towards the bathroom.
Huo Sijue's eyes were gloomy, and he glanced at Nan Xi, whose smile was too late to stop.
"Bring the medicine!"
She suddenly turned pale with fright.
bathroom
Nanzhi suppressed her voice and pressed the base of her tongue with her knuckles, trying to spit out the soup. The strong desire to vomit made her face turn red, and suddenly, there was a very light knock on the door behind her.
She turned back suddenly.
Holding pills in his hand, Huo Sijue pushed open the door and entered.
Seeing Nanzhi's watery eyes and abnormally flushed cheeks, Huo Sijue's Adam's apple moved subconsciously and handed the pills to her.
Seeing Nanzhi swallowing it without hesitation, the man's brows furrowed slightly.
"You have allergies, why didn't I know?"
Nanzhi lowered his eyelashes slightly and chuckled sarcastically.
"Mr. Huo's thoughts are all on Gu Yinghou, what else can he know?"
Displeasure flashed in Huo Sijue's eyes. He raised his hand to support the side of Nanzhi's face, clasped his cold fingertips on the small and delicate mandible, and leaned forward slightly.
It's a very ambiguous gesture, and it looks even more frivolous in the small space of the bathroom.
Nanzhi subconsciously dodged, but the man turned his hand and grabbed his neck.
Huo Sijue's eyes were dim, and his slightly cool fingertips were rubbing the slightly warm allergic area.
The itching penetrated the flesh and penetrated into the seams of Nanzhi's bones.
Her lips trembled slightly and her eyes were stern: "Huo Sijue, what are you doing?"
Huo Sijue raised his eyebrows slightly, his meaning unclear.
"Is it itchy?"
Nanzhi gritted his teeth: "Nonsense!"
The man's fingertips moved again, increasing the force.
Nanzhi's mouth was inexplicably dry when she saw those dark and unclear eyes.
Huo Sijue spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
"Nanzhi, what else are you hiding from me?"
