Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[246 Nangong Jue and Lu Lan]

Seeing this, Yang Qi hurriedly stood up and said, "Miss, are you okay? I'm sorry, I was just catching up with my wife and forgot about serving tea and water."

After saying that, he stood up, took the teapot, and went outside to order the dishes.

Zhizhi looked at the hot red back of his hand and subconsciously covered it with his left hand. It was cold.

The tea leaves float in the cup, and the aroma of tea fills the room.

I know I haven’t tasted the tea yet, but I already feel the astringency.

Meng Yao turned towards her and asked in a calm tone: "Miss Song, do you have anything to ask me?"

Zhizhi pressed the back of his hand with his fingertips and remained silent.

Meng Yao laughed, "Oh, I understand. Ah Jue must have told you about it, right? He once had a childhood sweetheart. They grew up together, trained in various places together, and did all kinds of difficult and dangerous tasks together.

We broke through the Tenth Prison, were injured together, lived and died together, fought together, and will never forget my fiancée, the eldest lady of the Lu family—Lu Lan."

Zhizhi's heart began to sting in confusion, and the initial buzzing in her head almost occupied her entire brain manically.

Should she know this?

She didn't know, not at all.

Nangong absolutely hated her and never mentioned this woman.

Why is the Lu family valued? Because of Lu Lan. Why can Lu Qianning be so arrogant? Because of Lu Lan. Why does Nangong Jue have to tolerate the Lu family again and again? It's because of Lu Lan.

It's not the Lu family that's important to him, it's Lu Lan.

At this moment, it became clear that the old lady's purpose was that the Lu family was threatened this time, so they invited the old lady to personally come out to repel her, a woman who had intruded into Nangong Jue's life.

Never forget these five words, which made her temples start to throb and she had a severe headache.

Is it because he really hasn't forgotten that he hides something from himself?

Meng Yao didn't hear her voice, so he stopped smiling, "Xiao Lan once lost his life to protect the Nangong family's arms, to save Ah Jue, and to save me. In Ah Jue's heart, you will never be able to

compared to."

Zhizhi silently picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, "Old madam, you also said it was in the past. In the past, I only knew Nangong Jue now."

"After all these years, Ah Jue is still protecting the Lu family. Even the last time something happened because of Qian Ning's fault, he still managed to get by. You should be aware of Ah Jue's temperament of rewards and punishments. With such a thing hanging over your head, Miss Song, are you still

Is it fun to continue pretending to be stupid and deceiving yourself and others?"

Every word Meng Yao spoke made Zhizhi's heart sink a little. Finally, when she mentioned the reason for the quarrel and cold war between the two of them, she punched her right hands suddenly and clenched them together.

"This just shows that he knows how to be grateful." Zhizhi's voice was still very calm, without any anger in his tone, "Old madam, it's past time to beat up mandarin ducks. You brought me here to remember the past. It's really troublesome.

But Nangong rejected him

No one knows better than me how to treat me. No matter how important the past is, it can only be in the past. If you ask me how I feel today, I will only say that I respect this Miss Lu very much, and I will not take any advantage of it.

Hypocrisy, that’s all.”

Meng Yao was quiet for a moment, then raised his thin lips slightly, "Okay, let me see how well you, Miss Song, know my Ah Jue."

Zhizhi calmly continued: "Madam, I am not someone who backs off in just a few words. If you really hate me, just talk to Nangong Jue."

"You are really a powerful character."

"I don't dare." Zhizhi stood up, "I'm here, and the old lady doesn't feel at ease eating. Why don't I take a walk around and pick you up later."

With that said, Meng Yao couldn't help but agree, and Zhizhi walked out quickly.

She walked to the lobby and happened to see Yang Qi walking over. Seeing that Zhi Zhi was about to leave, he said strangely: "Miss, the food has just started being served."

Zhizhi shook his head, "I've eaten. It's not convenient for the old lady's eyesight. Please take good care of her. I'll pick her up later."

At this time, a teenage girl ran over holding a dozen-inch framed photo and shouted loudly: "Dad, I heard you talking about Sister Lu, does the old lady want to see Sister Lu's photo?"

"Xiaoxuan, put the photos away quickly. The old lady has bad eyesight and cannot see it."

Zhizhi wanted to ignore it, but he still couldn't control his eyes and looked over.

It was a very happy photo, and it seemed that it should have been taken during a meal.

A teenage boy, a teenage girl, the girl clasped the boy's neck with her elbow, opened the boy's mouth with a finger, and forcefully poured food into the boy's mouth with a smile.

The young man was very handsome, but his face was cold at that time, but under the girl's hand, he looked angry and helpless, twisted his face and let her forcefully drink him.

Random short hair, flying eyebrows, beautiful, sunny, beautiful and healthy face, her smile is very sweet and beautiful, but her movements are very rough, and her expression is very casual, but she still can't hide the eye contact she can gather, which is dazzling

sharp.

Zhizhi looked at the photo and lost his mind as he looked at it.

This is... Nangong Jue.

With Lu Lan... Nangong Jue.

"Sister, your eyes are so red, what's wrong?" A childlike voice slipped into my ears, Zhi Zhi came to his senses in a daze, shook his head and said it was okay, quickly turned his head, stepped forward, and walked out with his head raised.

"Dad, what happened to that sister?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Go ahead and put the photos away.

Meng Yao, who was sitting in the box, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

A seemingly strong woman actually likes to be duplicitous in her words. Unfortunately, such beautiful words can only be called gorgeous disguises.

She fumbled, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the spicy dish and put it in her mouth, her eyes suddenly felt a little hot...

Xiaolan, don’t worry, the Nangong family owes you.

I won't let Abang leave the Lu family.

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Zhizhi quickly walked out of the restaurant and loosened her clenched hands. Only then did she realize that her right hand had been pinched unconsciously and left a mark. It was right where she was burned, and it was super painful.

She walked to the phone booth and called Nangong Jue.

The phone rang only once before he answered it. He seemed to have foresight, and his voice was filled with angry concern, "Where are you? Why is the phone not working?"

As soon as Zhizhi heard his voice, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and bit her flesh, fearing that she would cry...

"Why don't you speak?" He lowered his voice and tried to be as gentle as possible, "Is she making things difficult for you?"

"It's okay." Zhizhi endured it and tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, "I lost my cell phone. I was afraid that you would call me, so I called you specifically to tell you not to worry."

Nangong Jue was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Miss Song, I can hear you crying."

Zhizhi shook his head, "No, I haven't been bullied, why are you crying?"

She forced a smile and said, "The old lady is suddenly hungry. Bring me something to eat. I'll go back later. Don't worry, that's it. I'll hang up the phone first."

There was no reply from that party.

Zhizhi glanced at the monitor and saw that there was still money to be paid, so he called into the microphone, "Nangong Jue?"

No response.

There was no hang-up sound either.

Zhizhi stared at the phone and called a few more times, but found that there was no response after all. When he raised his hand to hang up...

"I am here."

Behind him, a deep and mellow voice suddenly came.

She was stunned for a moment, and the next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

The microphone fell and fell down along the white line, going back and forth, shaking left and right.

Zhizhi was buried in this embrace, remembering that when they first met, she had fallen asleep in this embrace, as if she was destined to fall in love with this man at that time.

Distance, so close.

She lay on his chest and could hear his slightly rapid heartbeat and slight breathing...

He started coming the moment he received her call.

Zhizhi's eye circles were red, and the finger that was bitten began to hurt violently.

Nangong Jue raised his hand, and when he saw her tears and the blood stains on the corners of her lips, his chest suddenly shrank. He held her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His tone was very angry, but also very worried, "

Miss Song, you are not allowed to hide anything I say, who allowed you to cry secretly here?"

"I didn't cry." Zhizhi said harshly.

He wiped her cheek and said angrily: "Then what's going on?"

"It just rained," Miss Song made a random statement.

Nangong Jue frowned and looked at her. Zhizhi changed the subject and asked with confusion, "Why are you here?"

"I couldn't get through the phone. I thought something had happened and I've been looking for you. When you called just now, I ordered you to do a location check."

Zhizhi raised her wet eyes and looked at him for a while, then murmured to herself: "You must have been either Doraemon or a time traveler in your last life, otherwise how could you be so fast!"

Nangong Jue raised her chin, stared into her eyes and asked, "You haven't told me why you're crying yet."

Zhizhi looked up at him, looking at him, thinking about the young man in the photo. He still had such cold eyes and such handsome face, but with more time to carve it, there was more maturity and coldness that could not be seen at that time.

.

"It's not for Kakashi anyway." Zhizhi smiled slightly, pushed him and said, "Okay, the old lady is going to eat at the restaurant and wait for us to pick her up. Let's go."

Nangong Jue frowned slightly, did not continue to ask, and followed Zhizhi's footsteps and walked over.

Before I entered the restaurant, I saw the little girl sitting in front of the door, jumping up and shouting: "Sister, the old lady said that she is going back first. I won't wait for you, sister. Dad asked me to wait here to tell you."

Zhizhi asked in surprise: "Who did the old lady go back with?"

"I was picked up by an older sister, who looks very similar to the older sister in the photo," the little girl laughed. "The old lady said she was going back to the villa first."

Zhizhi paused for a moment, already understanding who was coming.

When Nangong Jue saw this restaurant and heard the word "photo", he already understood very clearly what his Miss Song had just heard.

Nangong Jue held her hand and whispered: "Get in the car first."

Zhizhi got into Nangong Jue's car and drove towards Nangong Villa——

Along the way, Zhizhi leaned on the back of the chair and looked out the window without saying anything. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his face was silent.

"Miss Song, I once had a fiancée," Nangong Jue suddenly said, breaking the silence, "She is from the Lu family, her name is Lu Lan."

Zhizhi turned around and said quietly: "Well, she is very beautiful. I have seen the photos."

Nangong Jue hummed and stopped talking.

Zhizhi waited for a while, and when he saw that he had no more words to say, he turned his head away, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Once upon a time, my fiancée was Lu Lan.

What he wanted to tell himself...it turned out to be only so much.

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The car drove into the garage of Nangong Villa. Zhizhi and Nangong Jue got out of the car and walked toward the living room of the villa——

The living room is brightly lit, and through the glass door, you can see Meng Yao sitting on the sofa from a distance, chatting with others, with a smile on his face and a happy expression.

As they walked in, the girl's back became clearer and clearer. She had short hair and a thin but exquisite upper body wrapped in a black tight-fitting top and light blue and slightly whitish jeans. She looked very neat and comfortable.

When she turned her face and smiled, Zhizhi felt that Nangong Jue beside her was stagnant for a moment, as if he had stopped breathing for a second.

She opened her mouth to ask, but she heard the hard rolling in his throat. He seemed to be suppressing great pain, and whispered two words, "Lu Lan..."

Zhizhi's heart suddenly lost weight, as if it was pressed against a huge boulder.

"Nangong Jue," she grabbed his arm and reminded in a low voice, "That's Lu Qianning."

Nangong Jue's eyes flickered, as if he was in some kind of pain, and seemed to be holding back something. He held Zhizhi's hand with great strength, and Zhizhi felt that the bones in his hand were almost broken by his hold.

After a long while, he responded quietly, his face returned to calm, and he walked into the living room with Zhizhi.

Zhizhi looked at Lu Qianning, his thin lips filled with anger.

She still dares to come.

I cut my hair, changed my clothes, and came here looking like Lu Lan!

(Thank you dear Zhutou Lin for the gift to Mo Mo, dear cjj996979 gave me the red envelope for Mo Mo, okay ^_^)