Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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Bribe the assistant next to the mother? Inquire about the mother's news? Collecting my sister's black material?

Around the yard, all the people I heard were shocked.

This kind of secretly buying assistants, peek into the inquisition, and whoever put it on, is unacceptable.

What's more, there is still a **** foster daughter who is aggressive to the foster mother. What does this mean? She is wary of her mother, and she has to borrow her mother's hand to deal with her sister? !

"--South Weiwei!"

Nanmu Yue thinks that the colder the heart, the look of the south slightly is not right, upstairs south slightly stunned and tightened his body, squatting back.

Through the window, everyone can see her pale face, and her lips are constantly shaking.

"I am not, mother, you believe me, I don't have-"

She tried to argue in vain, but by looking at her performance, she was able to conclude that everything the assistant said was true.

Nanmu’s expression became more and more disappointing: “How did you become such a person? You went to the study and gave me waiting.”

"mom!"

Nanmu did not care about her again, and she looked down at the housekeeper: "You go to beat everyone in the house. All these things are not allowed to be rumored."

This is to block the news - although Nan Wei's work has completely disappointed her, but now Nan Wei's identity is still Miss Nan, if her bad things are spread out, the whole South is lost. face.

The Nanmu had just told me that she had looked up and saw the sorrow of the door curiously.

The girl has just been discharged from the hospital for less than half a month. The vitality has not yet been fully raised. The various nutrients are supplemented, and the cheeks are still thin and thin. The more and more eyes are dark and clear, pale and fragile, and it is distressing.

The mother’s angry heart was not soft.

"Lost, why are you here? Have you sent Dr. Chu, how is the injury she said?"

She whispered and said that she stepped forward and pushed the cockroach back into the house. She touched her hand and was cold and cold. She was anxious: "How is it so cold, is it frozen? Hurry and let people cook brown sugar for you. Ginger water to drink!"

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about me," Russell took the mother's hand with her right hand in her hand. She smiled and looked up. "I'm freezing all the time in the house all day?"

She patted the blanket on her knee again: "And I still wear a blanket. But it's mom, are you just coming back? Yesterday it snowed, it was cold outside, and mom didn't wear it so thin for beauty. Clothes, it should still be thick."

Nanmu This is just coming back to a party.

Banquet, naturally wear formal gowns, look good, but there is no cold-proof function.

Even if there is a car transfer in and out, it is winter now. Once in and out, the cold wind is poured into the sleeves of the skirt. The mother thinks that she has adapted to it, but she can be felt by a single person. cold.

Her heart was soft, and the heat almost dispelled the cold: "Hey, I am still worried about my mother coming? My mother is strong and strong, how can it happen?"

Russell frowned and shook his head: "No, no, I will send a good brown sugar **** water, and my mother will drink a bowl."

"Well, let my mother drink, mother must drink."

Jiang Shui has not been sent yet, but Nanmu’s heart seems to flow into a warm warmth, driving away her chills. She smiles more and more happy.

A daughter secretly bought her assistant and inquired about her whereabouts; a daughter cared about her body and played with her little temper to drink **** water to drive the cold.

When there is no comparison, I can still give up. But now, when I compare it, which one is really concerned about her, how can I not see it?