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[245 The Arrival of Mrs. Nangong (2)]

Song Xiaozhi hurriedly changed into neat and elegant clothes, got in the car and drove out of Nangong Villa towards Z City Airport. It took ten minutes to get to the airport, and she had to drive at a crazy speed to arrive safely. Fortunately, Miss Song had skills and was not too worried about being late.

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On the way, she immediately called Nangong Jue, "Young Master, you'd better appear in front of me as soon as possible."

Through the phone, Nangong Jue still heard her slightly nervous tone and asked in a low voice: "What is Miss Song so nervous about?"

"I'm driving to pick someone up at the Z city airport. The time limit is ten minutes."

"Who to pick up?"

Zhizhi paused and said, "Your mother."

Hearing this, Nangong Jue stood up abruptly, picked up his coat and put it on his arm, stepped out and walked out, saying calmly, "Be safe, I'll be there soon."

After closing the line, Zhizhi lowered his head and glanced at the time, bit his lip, immediately stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the airport——

It took her eight and a half minutes to arrive at the airport, park her car and ran to the airport, looking around.

His eyes finally fixed on a beautiful middle-aged woman sitting in the middle.

She didn't have Huayong's dress, no arrogant crowd to protect her, and no special reminders. However, Zhizhi still recognized the old lady Mengyao at a glance.

Although she was wearing large sunglasses covering her face, she could still see that her skin was even, fair and well-maintained. At a glance, one would think that she was a beautiful woman who was not even forty years old.

When Zhizhi walked over, she didn't move. She only slowly cast her gaze in Zhizhi's direction, with a hint of displeasure on her lips, "Miss Song, you're late."

Miss Song had the illusion of hearing Young Master Nangong speaking, and the tone was exactly the same.

She nodded and smiled, "Old Madam, strictly speaking, from the moment I hang up the phone, there are still fifteen seconds to ten minutes, so I can't be considered late."

Standing closer, Zhizhi couldn't help but look at the old lady carefully.

She meticulously tied her hair high on her head, neatly and elegantly. Although her clothes were simple in color, it could be seen that they were all of great value.

The straight back, majestic momentum, slightly cold face, and the indifferent expression on his face while sitting on the chair are very similar to Nangong Jue.

She finally found the origin of the eldest young master's ice face.

Meng Yao's thin lips moved scornfully, and he said coldly: "Really? Then why did I wait here for eleven minutes? Miss Song, I don't like people who like luck and sharp tongue, put away your cleverness

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As soon as these words came out, Zhizhi understood that if the old lady wasn't deliberately causing trouble for her, it was because she really didn't like him.

The scornful smile on the corner of the old lady's mouth was not concealed at all.

Zhizhi did not reply this time and said with a smile: "I have informed the eldest young master and his wife about your return. I think the eldest young master will arrive in about three minutes."

Nangong Building is far away from the airport and is in the city center. It will naturally take time to drive there. Zhizhi quickly estimated the young master's speed and explained meekly.

"There's no need to wait for Ah Jue." Meng Yao slowly stood up and stood half a head taller than Zhi Zhi, "I'm hungry, you go to eat with me first."

The tone of command is arrogant and cannot be criticized.

When Zhi Zhi heard this, he felt uneasy in his heart. How could Nangong Jue, an ice cube, be so slow?

But he still nodded and said: "Okay, madam, you'll be waiting later, I'll pick up the car."

The old lady reminded her coldly, "Why, aren't you A Jue's woman? He didn't even tell you this?"

Zhizhi stopped and looked back, and found that the old lady had taken out a folding crutch from her bag, opened it, tapped it on the floor, and walked forward slowly.

Zhizhi was shocked and hurriedly retreated to her side. He supported Meng Yao with one hand and said, "I'll help..."

"I am blind, not useless!"

Meng Yao shouted coldly, with anger on his face, "You're not leading the way!"

Miss Song sighed quietly in her chest, then raised her feet, walked to Meng Yao, and led her to the car——

The air pressure inside the entire car is very low, and the atmosphere is very cold.

The old lady sat behind the car with a cold face and said nothing, so Zhizhi had no choice but to drive obediently and remain silent.

Driving some distance from the airport, Nangong Jue called and asked in a low voice, "I encountered a traffic jam and I'm late. Where are you?"

"The old lady is hungry. Let's go eat first. I'll contact you when we get to the restaurant." Zhizhi glanced at the old lady sitting in the back and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Remember to get there as soon as possible."

Before Nangong Jue could speak, the old lady behind him said, "Give me the phone."

The stalemate in the car was finally broken. Miss Song heard the first words the old lady said to her in the car. She breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the phone.

Meng Yao took the phone and his voice became soft and soft, "Ah Jue, um, it's me. Okay, I'll go back to the villa soon. Don't worry, I won't embarrass her. Well, just go back to the villa and wait, haha,

Don't prepare too much, your mother and I are getting into shape, okay, I'll be there soon. Also, don't inform Nangong Zhan anything about me."

After hanging up the phone, the old lady's face became indifferent again.

Hearing this, Zhizhi was about to turn the steering wheel and drive towards Nangong Villa when the old lady suddenly said coldly, "Go to the alley No. 32, Liangsi Street."

Zhizhi tilted his head and asked, "Isn't the old lady planning to go back to the villa first?"

"Miss Song is so afraid of being alone with me? I won't eat you." Meng Yao's voice became colder, "Why, you don't want to have a meal alone with me?"

Zhizhi pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "If the old lady is willing, I have nothing against it."

Meng Yao hummed softly, opened the car window, raised his hand, and threw Zhizhi's cell phone out.

The car was traveling very fast, and the phone dropped quickly. A truck happened to be passing by on the right, and the white phone was instantly crushed to pieces...

"Ms. Song, your style is old. Please take the time to change it." The old lady closed the window with an indifferent expression. "This way, you can have this meal with me with peace of mind."

Zhizhi looked at the cold face through the car mirror, her hands on the steering wheel tightened, her face was slightly angry, but she endured it.

She believed that as the head of the Nangong family, she would not be so willful or disrespectful.

This series of events, taken together, is a provocation.

She is patient because she is Nangong Jue's mother.

She remained silent just to watch her changes and see what her purpose was.

It was just a meal with her, and she, Song Xiaozhi, was not too fussy to dare.

Zhizhi pursed his lips and said in a sweet voice: "Okay, old lady, since I am more important to you than your son, then I will accompany you."

Meng Yao's brows furrowed slightly behind his sunglasses, and the disdain for his beauty was slightly concealed——

Qian Ning was right, she was a cunning, arrogant, and very good at acting woman. Otherwise, how could she have driven her indifferent son, who had no interest in other women except Xiaolan, to such a death?

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

Meng Yao led Zhi Zhi into an old Chinese restaurant in Liangsi Street. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a man in his fifties running the restaurant. It was not the time to eat.

There was no one around in the restaurant, except for a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old who was cleaning. When she saw Zhizhi and the others coming in, she called out, "Dad, we have a guest."

The man in front of the counter responded and raised his head. When he saw the person standing in front of him, his expression was shocked. He hurriedly dropped the things in his hands and walked out quickly. He looked extremely respectful and said in a low voice: "Madam...really

It’s madam!”

"Yang Qi, I haven't seen you in so many years. It sounds like you are doing well." Meng Yao showed his first smile, "Come over and cook a few simple dishes. It's been a long time since we last met. I want to catch up with you.

"

Yang Qi led them into the box, ordered the dishes to be cooked, and then came over to wait on them. Zhizhi followed the old lady and sat down, while he sat opposite and said with a smile: "Alan went shopping by chance. I will be there later."

It’s time to come back, I think it’s been many years since Madam came here, she used to bring Young Master and Miss Lu here often.”

Zhizhi's hand holding the cup paused for a moment, without saying anything, and began to pour boiling water.

"Yeah, Alan has been with me at Nangong's house for many years, but he didn't want to marry a cook. He praises your cooking every day. When Xiaolan heard about it, he came over to try it, and later he fell in love with your spicy taste.

Whenever I have time to come to Z City, I force Ah Jue to come here and eat together every day."

Zhizhi pursed her thin lips.

"At that time, this place was still quite chaotic. It was also because Miss Lu and Master Jue often came to visit me that my place was always peaceful and peaceful. Now, I really miss Miss Lu."

"It's a pity..." Meng Yao sighed, with red eyes, "It's a pity that Xiao Lan is no longer there. To this day, I still think of her often... I think of her and A Jue's joyful voices when they came back and reported to me with a smile that the mission was completed...

…”

"Miss Lu and Master Jue have known each other for twenty years. They have gone through ups and downs all the way. Who knew that Miss Lu would be in trouble in the end! If it weren't for her, Alan, who was on the mission with her at that time, would not be alive anymore." Yang Qi's voice

Grieving, "Those days when Alan said he would serve the young master, the young master refused to eat or drink for several days and nights. He locked himself in the house and smashed everything in the house. He refused to listen to anyone's advice. At that time, I really thought

The young master can't hold on any longer."

"I'm afraid our Ah Jue, apart from Xiaolan, will never be able to find another woman who matches her."

When the old lady's voice fell, Zhizhi's hand holding the tea trembled, and half the cup was spilled.

(Thank you to Qufu Qilu and Ye Shen Xiaoyue for giving me silent gold medals, and dear 750884758 for giving silent gifts ^_^)