Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【118 Who kicked whom (1)】

The engagement between the Nangong family and the Ou family was reported by all major media, including press conferences, banquets, high-end charity meetings... In one day, Song Xiaozhi accompanied Nangong Jue and Ou Xinya to attend more than a dozen events. When the news came,

The newspapers were full of reports, and you could see the sweet photos of Master Nangong and Miss Ou everywhere.

Zhizhi was wearing black work clothes and a peaked cap. Like a dog, he was carrying the things that Ou Xinya needed to change for the banquet, and he followed her like a follower all day long.

It was approaching evening, and the last press conference was over. Ou Xinya left the venue, trotted over in a flowing floral skirt and got into the car, "Xiao Zhi, you must be very tired today. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It is my duty to serve Miss Ou."

Zhizhi answered lightly and looked at the man across the street.

The conversation she had with Nangong Jue yesterday seemed to have paid off. Nangong Jue did not sit in the car she drove, nor did he pay attention to her, nor did he say another word to her, not even a look.

Zhizhi saw An Yan open the car door, Nangong Jue got in, and gave some instructions with thin lips. The car started and flew away with dust.

Ou Xinya's face was still rosy and she said: "Xiao Zhi, the young master wants us to go back to Nangong's house first. My grandpa has already arrived. He will have dinner with Nangong's family tonight to discuss the wedding."

Zhizhi nodded in agreement and started the car to drive slowly.

She looked at Ou Xinya in the mirror. She was no longer as timid and timid as when she first arrived yesterday. She was more comfortable and calm. Especially when the word Nangong Jue was mentioned, her face always showed a faint blush.

Maybe it has something to do with their close conversation last night.

Zhizhi smiled silently and stared ahead, unwilling to think any more...

"Xiao Zhi," Ou Xinya suddenly called her from behind, "I have a question to ask you, is it okay?"

"you say."

"do you know……"

Ou Xinya paused and bit her lip, "Who is the woman who is very close to Young Master Nangong in those photos...?"

With a hiss of sudden braking, the car stopped!

Song Xiaozhi parked the car on the side of the road and looked down at the stack of photos handed over by Ou Xinya, feeling imaginative...

Who is this woman!

Isn’t this woman her?

Moreover, even the clothes she is wearing are exactly the same!

She pretended to be calm and turned around and said, "Miss Ou, this... I'm not sure."

"Then... have you ever heard the rumors that Young Master Nangong is not flirtatious with women?"

Zhizhi thought for a moment and nodded, "It seems, yes."

Ou Xinya grabbed her arm and asked fiercely like grabbing floating grass, "Then why are these photos sent to the Ou family? If it weren't for this, grandpa wouldn't suddenly change his mind and ask me to marry the eldest young master...

"

Zhi Zhi knew that it was not because of Nangong Yu who betrayed his elder brother to protect himself.

"Miss Ou, I don't know much about these things. If you want to know, I think you can ask the president directly." Zhizhi said in a calm tone, "Since we have decided to be husband and wife, we should be honest with each other. There should be no

Conceal it, I believe the president will answer the questions Miss Ou wants to know."

Ou Xinya clasped her hands together at a loss, "Actually... I still don't dare to talk to him... I will always be scared when I see him... However, grandpa said that the eldest young master is more capable than the third young master.

More, I am lucky to be able to marry the eldest young master. I will try as you said, Xiaozhi! Thank you, Xiaozhi."

Zhizhi was happy to be thanked, she nodded, started the car and continued to move forward————

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When we arrived at Nangong's house, dinner was mostly set on the table. The old man of the Ou family and Nangong Zhan were sitting in the main seat of the restaurant, eating and talking. Nangong Jue and Nangong Yu were also seated at the dining table, but Nangong Mo was missing.

Ou Xinya entered the room and sat next to Nangong Jue. The two old men laughed.

When Zhizhi was about to leave, Nangong Zhan suddenly spoke: "Assistant Song, it's getting late. Please sit down and have dinner together before leaving."

Song Xiaozhi wanted to refuse, but Nangong Yu had already grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit next to her, "Xiaozhi, I just ordered you to prepare your favorite dessert."

Zhizhi nodded to Nangong Zhan and sat down.

Nangong Yu approached her and whispered evilly, "Xiao Zhi, how do you feel sitting next to me?"

"Third Young Master, where are you from, Master Rabbit?" Zhizhi smiled sweetly.

Nangong Yu was ridiculed by Zhi Zhi again, with a frustrated look on her face, "Do you hate me? You scold me when you see me."

"Who scolded you!" She said with an innocent expression, "I am telling the truth."

Nangong Yu is helpless - this woman is too tough, he can't afford to offend her.

Song Xiaozhi looked up and saw Ou Xinya covering her lips and talking to Nangong Jue in a low voice. Nangong Jue listened with deep eyes and a very concerned expression.

He didn't watch his actions all the time like last time.

She didn't know whether she should be disappointed or happy...

"Nangong Yu, why isn't Nangong Mo here?" She remembered that Mr. Nangong said that no one could be absent today.

"He has a leg disease and cannot wear prosthetics." Nangong Yu took a sip of wine. "The old man has always disliked useless people. He hated seeing Nangong Mo appearing in front of him on crutches, so Nangong Mo simply returned to his own territory.

Gone to rest."

Zhizhi was worried, "Is his leg okay? Is it serious?"

Nangong Yu's face became even bitterer, "Why didn't you show any concern when you kicked me to the third level of disability? You were jealous of your elder brother and worried about Nangong Mo. You don't even care about me!"

"Nangong Yu, are you a resentful woman?"

She rolled her eyes at him, turned her head to eat, and stopped talking.

Nangong’s dishes are still very attractive... they taste very good...

Halfway through the meal, Mr. Nangong cleared his throat and began to speak. Most of them were about business and weapons transactions after the cooperation between the Nangong family and the Ou family. Everyone kept silent and raised their heads to listen respectfully.

Zhizhi leaned on the back of the chair and listened to Mr. Nangong's talk about weapons, somewhat fascinated...

Suddenly, she felt her left leg being kicked.