Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 340 Threatening me? Innocent!

  Throwing the suit jacket full of faint fragrance onto the driver's seat, leaning back on the leather backrest of the co-pilot, sitting quietly, letting the sorrow run wild in the heart as if it could tear people apart.

  The car is not turned off, and the key card is placed on the compartment of the central armrest.

  It's useless for Nan Xi. She doesn't have a driver's license and can't drive. It was as if the heart she had just expressed, the other party turned a deaf ear to it and couldn't see it.

  Point your finger on the control screen to increase the temperature by two degrees. Suck the sadly blocked nose to avoid the uncomfortable always love rushing to the eye sockets.

  The great grievance was unbearable, so I took out my mobile phone to take a picture of the inside of the car and edited the message.

  At the moment of seeing the time, it was deleted again.

   To file a complaint more than 12 o’clock in the middle of the night, Zhang’s mother saw it spread to Grandma Zhang’s ears, it would only increase the worry of the elderly, and the elderly can’t sleep well. There is no other benefit.

  Open the address book, search it up and down, stop her finger on Duan Jingyuan’s name, and post a message: Sister Duan, have you rested?

  Can't bear to toss the old Zhang family, let alone Nanmu, this will return to Yunshang, even if she doesn't say a word, it is tantamount to showing that the two are quarreling in front of Nanmu.

  Don’t be babbled in your ears, the most important thing is to make Nanmu worry about the whole night.

  The phone shook, and she received Duan Jingyuan’s message in seconds: Not yet, I’m watching a ghost movie to train my nerves. You have just finished your birthday, are too excited and can't sleep?

  Nan Xi sent a [worry smile] emoticon, with text: Can I go to your house for a night stay?

   did not receive a reply, the screen flickered and the phone number Duan Jingyuan called.

  Press the green button to connect, and an anxious inquiry quickly rushed out of the phone: "What's your situation? Have you quarreled with Mr. Zhang?"

  Caring late at night is like warming porridge when you are sick, and uncomfortable feeling takes the opportunity to crush the tear ducts.

   Wiping off a few drops of tears, Nan Xi cleared her throat and said in a low voice, “No, he is on a business trip. I am not just over my birthday, so I feel a little bit lost in my heart. I want to go to your house and run into your warm embrace.”

  It's always bad to be ugly at home, so it will save the two of them a little bit of face.

"Really?" Duan Jingyuan said that she didn't believe it. How could the Nan Xi she knows be defeated by a small gap, "Frankly talk to sister, what's the matter? You know all the scandals of sister, if you have a little bit of trouble, you still cover me Cover it up, when I face you in the future, I will also be too embarrassed to lift my head."

  Hesitate to express her love, and hit the softest place in Nan Xi's heart.

   "I'm okay, I'm really," it's okay, the repetition must drown the grievances, the tears that have been restrained for a few times are finally overwhelmed, and the embankment burst, and she couldn't cry.

  The woman on the other side of the phone turned off the small-voice TV, and silently accompanied Nan Xi, silently listening to nearly five minutes of sad sobbing.

At the moment when she stopped, Duan Jingyuan decisively invited: "Come to my house, sister will make you some delicious food. When you are finished, you will tell your sister in detail to vomit. Eat delicious food, talk about grievances, and feel natural. Enough."

   "Okay." Nan Xi agreed in a low voice.

  Lock the screen of the phone, take two deep breaths, take out the disinfectant wipes and wipe your face clean. After opening the mirror to confirm that his expression and appearance had returned to normal, he rolled down the car window that had been gently knocked, and a cautious voice from Butler Zhong came from his ear.

  "Young lady, please go upstairs and rest."

  Sakura stood by and dozed off with staring eyes, letting Butler Zhong touch her arm, and hurriedly offered the knitted outer hands she held in her hands, as if she had guessed that she would abandon the suit jacket.

  Nan Xi didn't bother to wonder who arranged them, or she should say that the answer was ready, she didn't want to face it.

   Closed Xing’s eyes heavily, and when he opened them all the emotions in his eyes dissipated, and said calmly: "You guys rest, I don’t want to go back tonight."

Decided to frighten butler Zhong, bowed and made a pleased gesture: "You must not be a young lady, it is cold at night, what's the matter with you in the car. This must be known to the old lady or the ancestors, and we must be blamed." Woolen cloth."

  The moral bond is dazzlingly displayed, and the delicate apricot eyes are calm.

   Calmly passed Steward Zhong, looked at the bodyguard who had already come behind Steward Zhong, and asked softly: "Brother, the car is coming?"

   "Well, let's go." The bodyguard shook off the block of Butler Zhong's hands and opened the WMotors door.

  Nan Xi reached out to touch the Xiangjia chain badge bag, but couldn't find it after searching back and forth.

  I was bored and came to the only possibility, Zhang Yichen took the cat bag and took it away for her.

   stared in the direction of the main hall door, got off the car and left with the bodyguard brother, and walked towards the nanny car parked by the garden fountain.

  Butler Zhong, sweating profusely, strode to catch up.

   did not dare to pull Nan Xi, but followed behind Nan Xi and tried his best to persuade: "Where are you going in this big night?"

   "Quite your anger, there are no couples who don't quarrel, don't hurt your body with little things."

  Nan Xi stopped and turned around, pressing her hands on the shoulder of Butler Zhong who almost hit her, Yu Guang inadvertently saw his gray temples and replied helplessly.

   "Take Sakura to rest. I will stay at a friend's house tonight."

  Butler Zhong was so frightened, he shook his head repeatedly, exchanged glances with his niece, Sakura, and blocked each other in front of the car door.

   Nan Xi frowned her pretty eyebrows sadly, and asked, "Is Zhang Yichen interesting? Go to rest leisurely and arrange for you to spend here."

  Butler Zhong heard the keyword and hurriedly drew Shangfang’s sword and cell phone from his pocket.

   handed it to Nan Xi, sternly said: "Young Master has something to tell you, I didn't mention it before, but he explained that if you didn't call his name, don't mention him first."

If you go around, Nan Xi will be patiently patience. She pushed her phone away, her eyes awe-inspiringly refused to say: "I'm not in the mood to listen. If you have a little pain, let me go. I have a lot of things tomorrow. I'll go to my friends earlier. rest."

  Seeing that Nan Xi had decided to leave, Mr. Zhong closed his eyes and said loudly: "The young master said, if you don't care about the safety of the hostages, you can go."

   "Hostage?" Nan Xi blinked in confusion, looked at the two door-blocking gods left and right, and asked with a smile, "Are you guys?"

   "We know that we are insignificant in the heart of the young lady, and we dare not cross the boundary. Yes," Mr. Zhong said with a different expression, and simply played a recording of the "hostage" left on the phone.

  The tragic cry rang out, and everyone present showed unspeakable expressions on their faces.

  Butler Zhong looked at Sakura, who was about to break her work, and gestured to hold back her eyes.

  Return his face the next moment, try his best to give a suggestion in a formal tone: "please think about it,"

  Maybe I feel awkward, so I adjusted my tone suddenly, and finished speaking: "Please think about the safety of the hostages."

  Nan Xi pointed to the phone where Butler Zhong was playing the recording, and asked with a smile, "Zhang Yichen is sick? He threatened me with a few kittens."

  She also wondered why Zhang Yichen suddenly showed kindness and got off the car and handed it to the cat bag. Sure enough, the evil capitalism would not do meaningless things.

  Butler Zhong bowed his head to take on Nan Xi's anger, how dare he comment more on the right or wrong of the young master or the young wife.

Looking at the other party's unwilling cotton status, Nan Xi smiled backwards: "If I didn't guess wrong, he must threaten me with my bag next time. Ha, he is too naive. I like that bag so much. , Sent him."

  After the big talk, butler Zhong and Sakura raised their heads to point to the masks they were wearing on their faces.

  Nan Xi blinked blankly, and then remembered the recent hot national health incident, crying inwardly.

  The epidemic broke out again. All her credentials are in her bag. Tomorrow, she will have to get the bag if she wants to fly smoothly. Otherwise, even if you have completed the temporary certificate at the airport, you need the original to register for entry when you fly to another place.

   scolded 10,000 times in my heart! ! !

   turned around and apologized to the bodyguard brother: "I'm sorry, brother, I will trouble you to toss you back and forth so late, I may not be able to leave tonight."

  After going upstairs, the situation is undecided, so I can’t let the bodyguard stay here all the time. She doesn't bother to imitate Zhang Yichen with this kind of troublesome mess, huh.

  She thought about it, got her bag, occupies the bed, and slept with her head covered. Zhang Yichen must dare to bully her. She keeps all the evidence and submits all the evidence to Zhang's mother tomorrow.

   "It's okay, please feel free to contact me if you have anything."

  Bodyguard turned into the car and sprinted away, supporting Nan Xi's decision with decisive action, and giving her no room for guilt.

  Nan Xi watched the car disappear in sight, no longer wasting time with pretense, and went back to the main building with the butler Zhong.

   took out the mentality of fighting at any time, put on slippers and went to the master suite on the second floor, walked through the gallery, and saw her bag on the glass low cabinet in the cloakroom.

   Speed ​​up the steps, rush to the low cabinet, pick up the bag and open it for inspection. All the documents are in their original positions, only one Polaroid photo of her, Huang Yi and Yang Panpan is missing.

  Nan Xi is not in the mood to pursue the whereabouts of the little things, and all the important things are there.

   cross-body bag, after hesitating whether to call the bodyguard eldest brother to come back to pick her up, he followed up with the thought of giving up.

  Butler Zhong and Sakura finished sending her, and before leaving, in all likelihood, the door was locked in a pattern that she couldn't open.

   Looking for the pale yellow bedside lamp lightly and walking towards the depths of the suite, even though he was reluctant, he always walked to the black, gray and white themed bedroom.

  Not seeing the man who provoke her, Nan Xi turned her hand and locked the door.

  The behavior that wants to cover up may just be an excuse to hide the ears and steal the bell, so as to convince oneself that he is a mature star and is not suitable for making crazy moves late at night.

  Put the bag on the bedside table, unlock the phone, and edit a message to Duan Jingyuan: Sorry, Duan, I can’t make it. If you have cooked food, you must leave it to me. I will go to the airport after I finish eating tomorrow morning.

  There were more apologies throughout the night than usual in January, all thanks to Zhang Yichen.

  Duan Jingyuan, as always, was too lazy to edit the information, dialed the phone, and asked gently: "How about getting together with Zhang?"

   "Uh, this,"

   Nan Xi hesitated and decided to tell Duan Jingyuan the truth. She was willing to wait for her in the middle of the night. She did not want to conceal her intentions.

   After summarizing all the memories of my childhood and the incident, he grumbled and said: “I have always dealt with problems bluntly. I didn’t like to explain before. Now I’m stuck in a sentence or two. Don’t think too much.”

Duan Jingyuan felt sorry for her, and softly coaxed poor Bao Xi: "Don't be sad, in fact, it's very rare for Zhang always to be able to agree. I have heard his legend even when I'm not in the business circle. What he fancy is, except for what he gets. In addition, there is only one result left. He can make choices that go against the principle of dealing with things, which proves that he cares about you very much."

  Two "very" characters, Duan Jingyuan emphasized the words.

  Nan Xi realized that Duan Jingyuan's perspective was similar to Zhang Yichen's, and she whispered the theme of the main building.

"I didn't want to participate in the performance. I just made the past memory depressed and uncomfortable. I worked hard to make biscuits before, and people didn't eat them and even played their faces. The violin who had been working hard was buried with him at the age of 19. Up to now, the kiss scene I haven't accepted it, as long as there is too open a plot with the male protagonist that needs to be shown in real scene, it will be cut off."

  Duan Jingyuan listened and sighed: "This is so much love to care about it. I guess if you enter the entertainment industry, the most painful and regrettable person is Mr. Zhang."

"Oh, Sister Duan, don't make fun of me. Let's talk about serious matters." Nan Xi didn't pursed her lips happily, and groaned: "I just hope he can believe in my choice and believe that I can handle the opposite **** well. It’s nothing more than a relationship."

   "Okay, let's talk about business."

  Duan Jingyuan slowed down her tone, to coax the woman whose voice can make people feel soggy.

"Stop making trouble. You are making trouble like this. I will analyze it for you from the perspective of a bystander. You smart brain could have used many ways to make him comfortable to slowly attack him. You don’t, and you’re wasting the night’s hard work to prepare for another thing. All the signs prove that not only he cares about you, but you also care about him, so you let your emotions overwhelm your reason, and you can’t wait to ask for his attitude."

   Provoked the four words to evoke Nan Xi's sobriety, her eyes darkened, she made the next cruel decision, and then confessed in a low voice: "I know, I start to like him."

   "No!" Duan Jingyuan flatly denied Nan Xi's self-awareness, "You don't like him, you love him very much."

"what?"

   Nan Xi exhaled in surprise, her pale pink lips half-opened incredibly for a long time, and she forgot to close.

"Yes," Duan Jingyuan was sure to take the picture and the conclusion reached after listening, "You make biscuits, because he dislikes Su Zhu, he intentionally breaks Su Zhu not to eat it. When you were a child, you would not be angry for too long. Starting from a good relationship with your family, you can vent at that time, be generous afterwards, and continue to do some basic interactions. This time you think of the cookie thing again, and your emotions are more uncomfortable, and for his arrogant waste of your hard work, This kind of discomfort is inseparable from love."

  And love are inseparable...

  The definition of overweight made Nan Xi in a daze, saying: "Thank you, I want to go down, Sister Duan rest early, good night."

  Liu Shen hung up the phone without a master and walked into the bathroom.

  The shower sprinkles evenly with warm water, and the people standing in it use the maximum amount of water, eager to wash away the bad mood and fatigue.

  The water flowed as she wanted, taking away the boredom and physical fatigue, but was unable to clean up the thoughts left by Duan Jingyuan, which was like a fact that was deeply in my heart.

  Click on the electronic control panel to turn off the rain, wipe off the dripping drops of water with a dry towel, and the noisy sound in my head is still echoing.

  Get out of the bathroom and look at the medieval European clock on the wall. It will be two o’clock immediately.

  In her state, lying on the bed is doomed to stare and unable to sleep.

  Tomorrow’s itinerary is still pending. I don’t know if I should shoot "Poppy Flower in the Dark" in Feishan City or fly Jinling to make up "The Crow".

  Wasting time at night, the ink is angry, and nothing is done.

  Thinking about this, Nan Xi stretched the hem of her nightdress and walked to the lit study room.

  I kept doing ideological work for myself along the way, she went to talk about business, yes, she went to talk about business!

  (End of this chapter)