Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【234 The so-called romance (1)】

Zhizhi closed the door and sat on a chair to eat lunch. After finishing her lunch in twenty minutes, she turned on her computer and started reading comics. She found Naruto, whom she hadn't read for a long time, and started reading seriously. She happened to see the scene where Kakashi died.

Then, I cried like a burst of tears...

When she was crying vigorously, the door was pushed open.

Zhizhi turned around and saw that the CEO paused for a moment, and then saw her with tears in her eyes. He quickly walked over, held her shoulders and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

Zhizhi pointed to the computer, hugged Nangong Jue's waist and cried...

When Nangong Jue turned around and saw those strange characters in the two-dimensional space on the computer, the corners of his mouth twitched in anger.

His woman - is actually crying for a man who does not exist in this world!

Besides, this was the first time he saw her cry, and she cried so heartbrokenly.

And this Konoha organization, this Kakashi... this woman called Sheep, apparently she once treated him like a monkey!

The eldest young master is angry, really angry!

I want to get angry, but I can't yell.

She cried so sadly.

He couldn't bear to yell.

Zhizhi hugged his waist, wiped all the tears and snot on him, took a tissue and blew a lot of snot in a beautiful manner, sobbed and said: "You are not Kakashi-sama, go away!"

Damn! For the first time, the CEO was so angry that he wanted to curse!

He raised his hand, turned off the computer, dragged Zhizhi directly to the bed, and kissed her so hard that she almost died, and said in an angry voice: "If you dare to mention other men again, you are not allowed to marry other men."

cry."

Zhizhi, who was originally heartbroken, was angry enough to be kissed by him so forcefully, and when she saw him forcefully shut down her computer, she didn't allow her to think about one of her favorite two-dimensional characters anymore, so she raised her hand.

She pushed him angrily, "You just like to order people, you just like to force people, don't you dare not be so domineering, don't you dare not be so annoying!"

Nangong Jue was stunned for a moment, "You hate me?"

She paused and said nothing.

Nangong Mo looked at her hands and saw that her wrists were a little red from being scratched by him, and he suddenly felt apologetic all over his face——

He looked at his hands, stood up, and sat up.

There were only two women in his life, one was Lu Lan and the other was her.

He trained with Lu Lan and did many life-and-death missions together. They trusted each other and could turn their backs to each other. Although they had made plans to get married since childhood, the two had never spoken in love, held hands, or kissed.

, the most intimate contact is just an encouraging hug before the mission.

He has never been with a woman like this before. His tough tone and domineering style are his habits of treating others, and they never change for anyone.

He doesn't know what gentleness or consideration is.

In the past, even a smile rarely appeared on my face.

Now, she says she hates herself like this.

He was very angry, angry with himself, and mostly at a loss.

During this separation, she was hurt, and as he knew, she had accumulated a lot of guilt. Now that these words came out of her mouth, he suddenly began to feel at a loss.

He didn't know how to treat--

Such a woman that I care about very much...

Zhizhi just spoke angrily for a moment and didn't have much deep meaning. She just saw that he didn't speak and opened her mouth to explain.

Just when he was about to speak, Nangong Jue stood up and left with a serious face.

When Zhizhi got out of bed and walked out, she saw that he had gone somewhere and was no longer in the president's office...

I picked up my cell phone and called Nangong Jue, but after calling Nangong Jue, it turned off.

She stared at the phone for a moment...

Okay, she accidentally said something a little too much when she was heartbroken for Kakashi, but Nangong Jue's ability to bear it is definitely not weak, and she won't be hit by such a few words, right?

Miss Song summed it up and finally thought that the eldest young master had an inexplicable seizure again, so she unconcernedly opened the door and walked out of the president's office...

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In Bali, along the blue coastline, a dark gray classic car drove up and parked next to the beach.

A middle-aged man with pale temples walked out. When he saw the slim figure standing in front of the beach, he walked over, bowed and smiled and said, "Is this Miss Lu?"

Lu Qianning turned around and glanced at the strange man with a question on her face, "Who are you?"

"I am Madam's housekeeper. Madam has been catching up with old friends these days and will fly back tomorrow. After Madam received a call from Mr. Lu, she sent me to take you, Miss Lu, to Madam's villa first. Don't neglect me.

"

Lu Qianning nodded, walked to the car, opened the door, and saw that Mrs. Nangong's favorite things were indeed displayed in the car. She felt relieved. She got into the car and saw that the leather seats in the car were already some.

It was damaged, and I was puzzled, "Mr. Butler, it's time for the old lady to change the car."

The housekeeper nodded, "Miss Lu, don't you recognize this car?"

Lu Qianning suddenly realized, "I remembered, this is a modified car that my sister made by herself. When my sister was in danger that year, Brother Nangong drove this car to save her. When he drove back, the car was almost broken.

It was scrapped, but I didn’t expect the old lady to still keep it.”

"Madam is nostalgic. All the things Miss Lan left at Nangong's house are intact and kept in Madam's villa."

When Lu Qianning heard this, there was a faint smile on her lips.

What grandpa said is indeed correct. The one who treats my sister the best in the world and misses her the most. Even the Lu family cannot compare with her is Mrs. Nangong.

The car went through a sharp bend and the body tilted. Lu Qianning could not help but turn sideways, and her broken arm inadvertently hit the car door.

"Ah!" She frowned and subconsciously glared at the housekeeper who was driving, but she endured it and said nothing.

The butler turned around, full of apologies, "I'm sorry, Miss Lu, was the speed too fast?"

"It doesn't matter." Lu Qianning shook her head and smiled, "It just happened that my arm was injured and bumped, it's okay."

The housekeeper still slowed down and sighed in his heart.

I still can't get rid of the habit of driving fast that I developed during those three years.

Although the old lady was used to it, she still neglected the guests. He, an untrained butler, was becoming more and more unqualified.

"Mr. Butler, how long does it take to arrive?"

"Miss Lu, wait a moment, it will take about ten minutes." The old lady asked to treat Miss Lu well, and the housekeeper replied with a smile.

Lu Qianning hummed with concern, then her eyes fell on a long-ago photo placed in the corner of the car door——

The sassy and graceful elder sister, the indifferent elder brother Nangong, and myself holding the doll behind her back and looking up at them...

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Zhizhi still couldn't find Nangong Jue, so he decided to give up and go back to Nangong Villa.

When she got off the elevator, she happened to meet three people from the protection department who were off work. When the three people saw her, they were all cordial and happy, and they dragged her to have a few drinks.

Although they had already had lunch, they were still overwhelmed by the hospitality. Zhizhi sat down with them in the restaurant, had a simple meal, and drank a lot of wine before leaving——

They solicited drinks diligently and talked about the future CEO's wife in one mouthful after another, which made them very impatient even after knowing the truth.

It took more than an hour to finish the meal.

After drinking and unable to drive, she took a taxi back home.

When she entered the villa, she did not go back to the research room directly. Instead, she went directly to where Nangong Jue lived to find him. As soon as she stepped into the villa, Zhizhi was stunned...

How long has it been since she came here... Why has this place become such a good place?

The living room is filled with balloons of various colors, and the letters ILOVEYOU are arranged on the table in the middle with various trinkets. There are dim orange ambiguous lights, light music is elegantly playing in the room, and the white dining table is covered with Scottish tablecloths and white candlesticks.

The candles were lit, and a formally dressed chef stood at the table, preparing freshly fried steak...

At this time, accompanied by the sound of music, Nangong Jue walked down from the second floor. Zhizhi raised his eyes and saw him, took two steps back in shock, and stared at the man slowly coming downstairs with wide eyes...

The president's usual dressing preference is always a cold and monotonous color, except black.

The most variable thing is just dark and light black.

Now, he changed out of the cold-lined suit and put on a double-breasted light gray vest with a white shirt. The shirt was not buttoned properly, and he casually unbuttoned the third button, leaving his hair unbuttoned.

He is as meticulous as usual, with soft lines and fine bangs hanging in front of his forehead. Although it covers the usual coldness, it still awkwardly exudes the aura of being kept away from strangers. The whole thing complements each other.

The whole European aristocratic style stood in front of people——

Zhizhi restrained her extremely shocked heart and saw him go downstairs and pick up a large handful of things on the sofa, red, gorgeous... roses.

According to visual inspection, there are about 999 flowers...

Zhizhi fantasy plus petrification plus convulsions, all the sense of thunder came together.

What's going on?

Is Nangong Jue crazy?

Not too crazy.

Is it time for treatment? Ahhhh!

(Thank you dear Lao Xiongpi for the silent gold medal, eh~~~╭(╯3╰)╮)