She Quit the Air Bag

! "Tang Haizheng immediately glanced at his wife and son, but fortunately, this time both of them were very knowledgeable and followed them obediently.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to Chuxia." Tang Haizheng, as the host, is very pompous, "This is my wife, surnamed Zhao, this is my son Xinhan, and this is my partner company. My friend, Huang Gongju, you have met once before."

Ning Chuxia smiled and took the initiative to stretch out her hand. She had eaten and slept well during this time, and her face was radiant: "Hello, Mrs. Tang, Mr. Tang, I am Ning Chuxia." She did not forget to nod to Huang Gongju. .

This is the first time she has seen the "real objects" of these two people, but just looking at their expressions, both of them behave normally.

But the eyes that took the initiative to avoid looking at her made the corners of Ning Chuxia's already raised mouth rise a little.

Zhao Yiyue stretched out her hand stiffly and shook hands with Ning Chuxia. She had met Ning Chuxia. When the Ning family began to investigate, she asked her brother to send a photo of Ning Chuxia.

The girl in the photo was still black and thin at the time, with the head of the pot cut off, and she didn't see any grace at the moment.

At that time, she felt ugly for the first moment, and then burned the photos. She thought she would never see her again in this life, but she didn't want fate to be magical, so she told them to meet again.

Zhao Yiyue couldn't help but feel resentment in her heart, Ning Chuxia was living so well now, why should she hold on to the past, is it something to be proud of to be abandoned by her biological parents? Why talk about it all over the place?

Tang Xinhan didn't extend his hand, but he had already seen Ning Chuxia countless times through photos. How the enemy who would ruin his life looks and how he behaves has nothing to do with him.

All he had in mind was the calculation of interests. Now that Ning Chuxia was successful, it meant that she was more difficult to control.

And now... Has Zhao Yiyue been holding Ning Chuxia for too long? It was really hard for him not to guess whether Zhao Yiyue knew, and whether the other party would deal with him behind his back.

"Mrs. Tang." Ning Chuxia smiled embarrassedly, and took her hand out of Zhao Yiyue's hand, "Did I make up? Or what?"

Zhao Yiyue was a little flustered, but she responded quickly: "I'm just a little surprised. I heard before that the palms of painters will be rough, but I didn't expect your hands to be very delicate in early summer."

"I still pay attention to maintenance. After all, I love beauty." Ning Chuxia smiled. Of course, she knew that Zhao Yiyue was looking for this reason. Not slender.

Tang Xinhan and Zhao Yiyue's scrutiny of Ning Chuxia was in her eyes, and she could see that the other party was relieved at the same time by her answer and the smooth reaction.

This is probably the "this person doesn't know anything" version of relaxation?

Tang Haizheng naturally saw Ning Chuxia's politeness, and he couldn't get angry with his suddenly unreasonable wife at this time, and hurriedly hinted to Huang Gongju to speak.

As a tool man, Huang Gongju knew what he should do.

He laughed loudly: "Don't tell me, Miss Ning is young, standing with the two Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang, it really looks like a family."

Whoops, interesting.

Ning Chuxia smiled and looked at Tang Xinhan and Zhao Yiyue, whose bodies were instantly stiff.

At this moment, they quietly looked at Tang Haizheng's eyes from the corner of their eyes, which could probably be interpreted as: "What does he know?"

And Mr. Tang, who knew nothing, naturally laughed out loud: "Old Huang, don't be joking, if I could have a daughter as promising as Chu Xia, I would be so happy that I couldn't sleep!"

Or Lao Huang can be trusted, this double reed should be sung well.