Beixincheng, Nanjia.
As usual, Nan Zhen'er put on makeup before going to the restaurant downstairs to eat.
Seeing that the tableware on the dining table was missing only Nan Xing's portion, Nan Zhen'er raised the corners of her lips and smiled secretly.
"Dad, I will go and deliver food to my sister as soon as we finish eating."
Nan Zhen'er took a bite of the fried dough sticks, raised her head and said to Nan Weiguo.
"Well, I'll go and ask your sister if she has thought clearly."
"If she thinks clearly, let her come downstairs to find me and go to the Zhang family to apologize."
"I know dad, don't worry, if my sister still gets into trouble later, I will try to persuade her."
"But I think my sister is so smart, she must know that the face of our Nan family is the most important thing."
Nan Zhen'er sipped the soy milk in the bowl and smiled like a considerate little white flower.
"Oh, we Zhen'er are still sensible,"
"If only Nan Xing was as obedient as you, dad wouldn't be embarrassed in front of Young Master Lin."
Nan Weiguo smiled happily when he saw his daughter being so well-behaved. Most of his anger with Nan Xing yesterday was gone.
Next to him, Patty Qin was eating breakfast silently without interrupting for the first time.
Not only did he feel happy about what Nan Weiguo had just said.
Is there any need to say whether Nan Zhener is sensible or not?
After all, she is Qin Peicen's daughter.
How much worse could it be?
No matter what, it's better than that dead thing from Nanxing.
"Aunt Zhang, please prepare another breakfast for me. Just make it my sister's favorite food. I will bring it to her later."
"Okay, Miss Zhen'er."
Zhang Ma also heard about Nan Xing being imprisoned in the attic yesterday.
It's a pity that she is just a part-time worker, and she is inconspicuous.
The little thing I can do is to cook more delicious food for Miss Nan Xing.
After Nan Zhen'er gave her instructions, she went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
When people in the restaurant outside were not paying attention, Zhang Ma put a bowl of egg custard secretly made for Nan Xing into the thermos bucket.
"Miss Zhen'er, it's ready."
With a smile on her face, Zhang Ma placed the thermos bucket on Nan Zhen'er's left hand side.
"Sorry, Aunt Zhang."
Nan Zhen'er finished her meal quickly, stood up and picked up the thermos bucket, "Dad, I'm going to see my sister first. You and your mother have a good meal."
"Good boy, go ahead. Dad will wait for you to come back before going to the company."
After saying that, Nan Zhen'er found the key from the housekeeper and went to the attic where Nan Xing was staying alone.
Along the way, Nan Zhen'er was thinking about how she would take a dig at Nan Xing when she met her.
Walking to the stairs, Nan Zhen'er placed the thermos bucket on the ground.
He put his ear to it and listened to the movement in the room.
There was no sound.
Nan Zhen'er lowered her head and glanced at the newly purchased Patek Philippe, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
What time is it, and this ugly guy is still sleeping!
She was obviously locked here just to think about her faults, but did she really think of herself as an old man waiting for food to open his mouth?
Nan Zhen'er was so angry that she immediately made up her mind and slapped the door panel hard.
Before the lock on the door was opened, it made a rattling noise.
Nan Zhener couldn't help laughing while knocking on the door and making noise.
Want sleep?
No way!
Today, I am here to see you make a fool of yourself!
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.
Nan Zhen'er's hands were tired from shooting.
Due to the great force used just now, the tender palms are already red and swollen.
Depend on.
Nan Zhen'er was a little impatient.
He took out the key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it a few times. The door opened with a loud bang. When she walked into the room and took a look, she was stunned.
no one?
I saw the quilt on the bed folded into tofu blocks, neat and tidy, with no trace of even being used last night.
Nan Zhen'er walked toward the bathroom in disbelief.
I suspected that Nan Xing hid in the bathroom because he didn't want to be teased.
As a result, I walked into the bathroom and saw that there was nothing inside.
Depend on.
The door to the room was obviously locked, but she just opened it, but there was no one inside.
Where did this ugly monster go? !
Nan Zhen'er stood in the room with her arms akimbo. Suddenly she turned around and found that the window was open.
Could it be that Nan Xing escaped through the window?
On second thought, I thought it was unlikely.
Nan Zhen'er cautiously walked to the window with some speculation in her mind.
When she lowered her head and looked down at the green lawn, she almost fainted from fright.
The attic where Nan Xing lived had three floors, and she lived on the top floor. If she jumped from such a high distance, she would be killed or injured.
If Nan Xing really came out from here, how did she jump down?
Looking around the room, there are many things that can be used, such as curtains.
Suddenly, Nan Zhen'er felt as if she had seen a ghost. She even forgot to take the thermos bucket and ran downstairs in a panic.
Nan Weiguo had finished his meal and was sitting in the living room drinking tea and waiting for news from Nan Xing.
Seeing Nan Zhen'er come back with a pale face, he immediately thought that Nan Xing had bullied Nan Zhen'er and threw the teacup on the coffee table with a thud.
"Zhen'er, what did Nan Xing say? Did he bully you again?"
"Dad, no," Nan Zhen'er swallowed hard and pointed in the direction of the attic, "Dad, sister, she...sister is missing."
"What did you say? Nan Xing is missing!"
Nan Weiguo stood up from the sofa in a flash, and even Qin Peicen next to him was shocked.
"Zhen'er, what's going on? Please explain clearly."
Nan Zhener told the story in detail.
When Nan Weiguo heard this, the frost on his face almost turned to ice.
I don’t know if I don’t believe that Nan Xing is really that bold, or if I don’t believe that Nan Xing has the ability to jump out of the window and escape.
He went to the attic and took a look himself.
I took the butler with me by the way.
Looking at the empty room and the slightly open windows, Nan Weiguo turned around and asked the housekeeper, "Are you sure Nan Xing was in this room last night?"
Despite the tactful tone of his words, how could the housekeeper fail to hear the underlying meaning of Nan Weiguo?
In order to eliminate the suspicion of letting Nan Xing go, the housekeeper hurriedly explained carefully.
"Master, I followed your instructions and locked Miss Nan Xing in the room last night."
"During this period, I never went to the attic again until Miss Zhen'er asked me for the key this morning."
The housekeeper analyzed with a serious look on his face: "Sir, is it possible that Miss Nanxing was angry with you for locking her up last night, so she ran away from home in anger?"
After the housekeeper finished speaking, Qin Peicen glanced at him with a vicious look.
"Why does Nan Xing have the right to be angry with someone who has almost brought shame to the Nan family?"
"Uh," the housekeeper knew very well how powerful this tigress was, so he immediately shut his mouth knowingly.
"Dad, why do you think my sister is so impulsive?" Nan
"If you have any thoughts in your heart, you can express them properly. Why risk jumping out of the window? What if something happens..."
