"Oh, how can people from rural areas compare with educated people in big cities?"
"Nan Xing has not had anyone to take care of him for so many years. He must have been with the gangsters for a long time and has been influenced by it..."
"But since I'm back now, I just need to educate myself well. It's not too late before I marry into the Li family."
There was a sour taste in Qin Peicen's words, and she deliberately raised her voice to Li Sichen, "The Li family is a famous family, and we can't lose our status because of Nanxing."
"Yes, sister, you can't make such a joke. The person who saved Mr. Li was your mother. Naturally, you are the one who has good relations with the Li family. How could it be my turn?"
Nan Zhen'er hid her excitement, thinking that it would be great if that was the case. She wished that Nan Xing would get out of the house early and make room for her.
But she could only say these words in her heart, and she still looked like an innocent little white rabbit on her face.
"Okay, don't speak for her anymore. I know best what Nan Xing is like!"
Nan Weiguo made the final decision and turned to look at Li Sichen, "Sichen, our Nanxing is not sensible. Don't be as knowledgeable as her. Tell your uncle what you want to eat and he will arrange it."
The face changes faster than the sky changes.
"Don't bother." Thinking of Li Beitian's injuries, Li Sichen couldn't find anything to eat, "You should take care of Nan Xing! It's all because of her that my fourth uncle was injured today..."
This pot is thrown away,
Nan Xing suddenly felt that she was even breathing wrongly in front of these people.
In this case, then sweep away the morals and be yourself!
Anyway, the sky is not falling, and it will be released if you are sick.
"Finished?"
An inappropriate remark interrupted.
Everyone looked at Nan Xing.
Nan Xing: "I'm going to leave now that I'm done. I'm tired after a long day."
Nan Zhen'er took a look at the sky outside and murmured in a low voice: "Usually I don't feel sleepy when I come back from playing with my sister so late. It's not even night yet..."
"Except for not being sleepy when it's time to sleep, I'm so sleepy at other times that I feel confused."
Nan Zhen'er: "..."
Nan Weiguo was furious. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a rapid ringtone rang on his cell phone.
"Hello, Mr. Li? Yes, yes, yes, you said..."
Nan Xing looked over with bated breath, and couldn't help but frown when he saw Nan Weiguo's livid face changing from cloudy to sunny, and finally smiling.
"Xing'er, didn't you say you were sleepy just now? Go home and rest quickly. It's been a hard day taking care of Si Chen today. It would be nice to have us here."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Weiguo happily walked up to Nan Xing, completely different from his previous attitude.
Nanxing:? ?
"Your fourth uncle told you to have a good rest." Nan Weiguo smiled at Li Sichen on the hospital bed, "Sichen, we will stay with you. If you need anything, just say it."
"No, I want to be alone for a while. You all can go out first."
Li Sichen's head hurt from the noise. Although he couldn't hear clearly what was said on the phone, he knew that he had made his fourth uncle angry today, so it was better to stay calm.
When we walked out of the hospital building, the drizzle was still falling. The driver saw Nan Xing from a distance and trotted over holding an umbrella.
"Miss Nanxing, the master asked me to take you back first."
"Um."
Nan Xing was indeed a little tired. After getting in the car, he leaned on the back seat with a tired look on his face, thinking about one thing all the time.
What on earth did Li Beitian say on the phone to make Nan Weiguo so happy?
The phone suddenly vibrated.
It was a message from Grandma Jin: Good girl, what are you doing now? Have you got a meal yet?
Nan Xing cheered up, but before the edited text was sent out, Grandma Jin sent another voice message: Jin Yao just ordered me the seven-star fish ball soup from a restaurant in the east of the city. It is said to be the signature of the restaurant and the taste is very good. Yes, good girl, I pushed Jin Yao over on WeChat and asked him to take you to try it another day.
Nan Xing didn't even have a chance to refuse. The next second, Grandma Jin directly pushed her eldest grandson's business card over.
Nan Xing naturally knew what Grandma Jin meant, but she had no idea at all.
To put it bluntly, Jin Yao is not her cup of tea.
His eyes stopped on the seven-star fish ball soup, and a slight wave of emotion arose in his heart.
I don’t know how Li Beitian is doing now.
I was thinking to myself that I entered his name on Baidu without even realizing it.
There is very little information about him, not even a photo, only the identity of the leader of the Li Group.
As if unwilling to do so, Nan Xing turned his hand down and suddenly found the contact information of President Li's special assistant.
With a glimmer in Nan Xing's eyes, he copied Assistant Qi's phone number and saved it on his phone.
Then sent a message to someone: Busy?
This time, the person on the other side was very respectful: Baba, I’m not busy, what’s the matter?
Nanxing sent her phone number: Use your account IP to make a copy of your address book for me.
After explaining, Nanxing exited the chat window and politely replied to Grandma Jin's message.
On the way back, Nanxing asked the driver to stop at a roadside stall and bought her favorite food, kaoyu skin.
When we got home, it was already dark.
Nan Xing returned to the bedroom and took a hot bath first. When her hair was half dry, her phone vibrated on the table.
Nan Xing's long eyelashes fluttered, and her fingertips with water droplets slid open the screen.
"Baba, it has been sent, please check it."
Nan Xing curled her lips slightly, took a deep breath, and opened Assistant Qi's address book.
He barely looked down, his eyes fixed on the pinned contact.
Remarks: A—Tiantian supplier.
Nan Xing's eyebrows moved slightly, thinking that this name is really special.
She was not in a hurry to take the next step, but silently recited the number with 8 as the consecutive number.
After memorizing it by heart, Nanxing clicked on WeChat and entered the number in Add Friends.
this user does not exist.
Nan Xing clenched her phone tightly, the light in her eyes dimmed, and a faint sense of loss filled her heart.
But the more this happened, the stronger a certain desire became, prompting her to achieve her goal.
After a few seconds of pause, she boldly sent a text message directly to the owner of the number.
"Uncle Fourth, are you okay? Remember to change the dressing on the wound on time."
There was no reply for a long time. Just when Nanxing thought everything was lost, the other party replied: Yes.
Um?
Is that all?
Nan Xing's face was tense and he looked a little unhappy.
But since the other party was so cold, she didn't want to take the initiative to send messages. What's the matter with being so hot-faced but cold-hearted?
Just as I was about to leave my phone on the bed, the screen came on: I'm in a meeting, I'll talk later.
Nan Xing looked at the message and was too sensible to reply, but there was a smile flowing out of the corners of his eyes.
She put the phone aside obediently, then stood up and continued to dry her hair.
Time passed by minute by minute, and until ten o'clock in the evening, there was still no news from anyone.
Nan Xing looked at the clock on the wall and felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if a century had passed.
When I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang.
A deep magnetic voice came through the receiver: "You just finished your work, are you asleep?"
