Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【216Dispute】

No more pursuing...

Song Xiaozhi sneered, it was just as Lu Qianning said, Nangong was absolutely sure that Lu Qianning would neither punish nor punish her, so she, Song Xiaozhi, was given the title of "enough."

Zhizhi never thought that she was being petty, nor did she like to be obsessed with one thing, but Nangong Jue's attitude really made her feel clogged in her heart.

He asked her to come here, and she came.

And then just to have a woman named Lu warn me, threaten me, and hurt her by the way?

It's really ridiculous.

Throwing away her hand, Miss Song pursed her lips and walked out quickly with a hint of anger on her face——

Nangong Jue looked at her stubborn back but did not stop her.

It's true that he likes to pamper her, but that doesn't mean he can let her be arrogant and hurt others randomly!

Thinking of this, he strode out of the living room and told Lu Lu's family, "Prepare two helicopters and return to City Z."

"Yes, young master."

After everyone heard this, they hurried to prepare their machines.

Zhizhi pursed her lips, feeling really angry——

Is this a way to draw a clear line with her, or is it showing that the CEO is unhappy?

If she is not lost, losing is bullshit.

Two planes, pretty good.

You take your Yangguan Road, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge.

It would be best not to meet each other again!

Thinking of this, Song Xiaozhi took big steps and walked out without looking back.

Nangong Jue had a knowing look on his face. When he saw her stubbornly walking into the helicopter prepared for the Nangong family's subordinates, anger inevitably accumulated in his chest. He stood there for a while, but he actually resisted the urge to take her back, with a sullen face.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Lu in a hurry, he boarded another plane and left——

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Lu Wei sat on the sofa and waited for a few minutes. Lu Qianning, who was applying her face, walked up from the back room and sat next to Lu Wei, "Grandpa, Qian Ning was beaten by that woman."

Lu Wei laughed and said, "My good granddaughter, it doesn't matter if you get beaten, as long as you achieve results."

"Grandpa, but I am very unwilling..."

"Don't do things too hastily," Lu Wei patted his granddaughter on the head, "Take your time, don't let the person you hate die too quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to understand your hatred."

Lu Qianning endured the pain, stroked her swollen and sore cheek and smiled, "Grandpa, don't worry, I understand."

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The helicopters arrived at Nangong Villa in Z City one after another. Zhizhi went straight to the research room as soon as he got off the plane. Without even looking at Nangong Jue, he pursed his lips and walked straight forward.

Nangong Jue watched with a dark face as Zhizhi walked past him. He stood there for a while and then couldn't help but take a big step and follow him.

Zhizhi was walking forward when her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. Then her body jumped into the air and someone picked her up. No need to guess, she knew who was hugging her.

She quickly took out a sharp small blade with her right hand and cut it towards Nangong Jue's chest——

There was a hiss, the sound of fabric being cut.

The black coat and white shirt were cut to pieces by a sharp blade, and the smell of blood spread in Zhizhi's nose. She looked up and was inevitably surprised.

She had dodged no matter how hard she attacked him. How could this blade hurt him? She just wanted to take advantage of his time to dodge and escape from his arms.

But he didn't dodge, his clothes were torn, and a long bloody mark was seen on his chest.

She pursed her lips, threw the bloody blade to the ground, and whispered coldly: "Put me down."

"I know you are wronged and unhappy." Nangong Jue held her still and looked down at her, "It is wrong for the Lu family to hide the news, but Miss Song, you also have to think about what you just did to Miss Lu

What."

Zhizhi raised his head, "In the end, you still feel sorry for me for slapping that Miss Lu, right?"

Nangong Jue frowned and looked at her, "The Lu family's matter is over, please stop making trouble."

What's wrong with her?

Zhizhi didn't feel any hurt in his eyes. He endured the grievances in his heart and bit his lip. The thin lip was under his own teeth, and it hurt from the bite.

What he meant was that he had stopped pursuing the Lu family's affairs, but she was still clinging to it, being mean and cunning and hitting people, right?

"It turns out that I was the one making the fuss all along." Zhizhi laughed silently and said in a low voice, "It was all the fuss."

From the beginning to the end, this matter was just because the Nangong family was not notified. Nangong never got the news and came to the rescue. He was not angry and did not pursue it. Why should she be depressed?

The reason why she was angry with him in Venice was because she valued him, Nangong Jue. When she was injured, when faced with danger, or when she was about to die, all she thought of was Nangong Jue.

Now, she is also angry, angry about why she takes Nangong Jue so seriously.

There is no need at all!

Zhizhi didn't struggle anymore. Nangong Jue carried him into the house, put her on the sofa, and sat next to her——

He looked at her, and saw that her eyes were getting colder and lighter, and finally, as if they were empty, they turned into a disregard that was even more uncomfortable than the cold words.

He sat next to her and she was invisible.

Nangong Jue's heart suddenly felt like something was drilling into it, and the pain was severe.

"Miss Song..." He called her name, but couldn't say anything else.

He indeed owed the Lu family a lot, and he also forgave them this time. Even though the Lu family hurt the people closest to his heart, he still chose to forgive.

This is a necessary habit and a necessary apology.

But I feel a lot of regret towards her.

Nangong Jue understood what she was annoyed about and what he had done. He did feel a lot of apology to her in his heart, but facing her extremely cold face, all the words piled up in his chest, but no sound came out, leaving only

silence.

He is used to giving orders, instructions, and deployments...

But I don't know how to express it or how to deal with an angry woman.

I don’t know how long it has been...

The two of them just sat like that, no one spoke or moved, as if they were stubborn and vowed to sit there until the end of time.

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