Substitute bride: Mr. Nan, please accept

For the time being, let's consider the matter about the old man to be over.

Nan Shuoye knew that the old man's health would not last long, and it was a certainty that he would take over the company.

But he was also afraid that the old man would let him marry Ouyang Shi before he died, he would not be able to do it.

Giving up the love within reach and marrying a woman I don't love may be more painful than Zhong Shoushen. Zhong Shoushen can't ask for it, but he doesn't.

Nan Shuoye's thoughts gradually drifted away in front of the French window, he thought a lot, and when he came back to his senses, Luo Shang was already standing by his side.

They have been together for so long, how could Luo Shang not be clear about Nan Shuoye's worries and thoughts, she was also worried, but she never showed it on her face.

Only she knew that the only bottom line was the man in front of her who spoiled her to the core, no matter what the circumstances, she would never let go.

The wind blew the broken hair around Nan Shuoye's ear, Luo Shang's eyes moved, and he stuffed the warm milk into Nan Shuoye's hand.

Nan Shuo returned to his senses at night, the temperature of the milk was clearly transmitted from the palm to the heart, ironing, and caring.

The taste of milk is not like red wine, which is not what Nan Shuoye should like, but this glass is different, it was stuffed into his hand by his treasure.

Nan Shuoye drank the milk in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolling, and then he lowered his head and the glass was completely clean.

"Didn't you say in the past that you should drink red wine before going to bed to soothe your nerves. What's the matter now, you drink milk too? My big boss?" Luo Shang took back the empty glass and teased this obedient man.

Nan Shuoye crossed his hands into his pockets for no reason to add a bit of rage, he curled his lips into a smile, leaned over and kissed Luo Shang lightly on the forehead, which still smelled like milk.

"I'll accept whatever my baby offers me, and I will never refuse." It was obviously a very gentle gesture, and the corners of Nan Shuoye's brows and eyes were filled with tenderness, but when he opened his mouth like a hooligan, it ruined his temperament.

Taking advantage of this kiss, Luo Shang wrapped his arms around the man's neck, tiptoed and took a bite under the man's chin, "From then on, don't forget a glass of milk every day! I want a big president who smells like milk, just like Mengmeng."

Nan Shuoye consciously put his hand on Luo Shang's back, fearing that he would not stand still and fall, so he responded obediently: "Yes, yes, one cup a day, I listen to you."

"!" Luo Shang lost his temper when he was teased by Nan Shuoye's hooliganism, his face immediately turned into a Mount Fuji apple, and he buried it in Nan Shuoye's arms.

Nan Shuoye hugged Luo Chang tightly, and knew that what he said was too colorful and made people call him shy, so he laughed a few times in a happy mood.

Let Luo Shang nest in his arms with a shrinking turtle.

What broke the atmosphere was Nan Shuoye's phone ringing.

Luo Shang also felt the slight vibration, and hurriedly backed away.

Nan Shuoye took out the phone from the strap and pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Nan Shuoye's tone was a little displeased, and it's also true that anyone who is interrupting this gentle atmosphere will inevitably feel a little unhappy.

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was hoarse, as if it had undergone special treatment. "In a few days, I will give Mr. Nan a big gift, you will like it."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and Nan Shuoye held the phone in a daze.

"Whose phone number?" Luo Shang saw Nan Shuoye's expression was not right and asked aloud.

Nan Shuoye was afraid that Luo Shang would think too much, so he shook his head, "It's okay, it's a scam call, I don't know how I got in."

"Okay." Luo Shang didn't intend to expose Nan Shuoye's failure to tell the truth, and Nan Shuoye always had his reasons for hiding it.

"Then shall I wash the cup first?" Luo Shang pointed to the empty cup in his hand.

Nan Shuoye nodded.

Until Luo Shang walked into the kitchen, Nan Shuoye took out his mobile phone and dialed the assistant's number.

"Help me check the IP address of the phone just now on my phone."

"Good Mr. Nan."

"Well, please excuse me."

After speaking, Nan Shuoye hung up the phone, lay back on the sofa and thought about the call just now.

Luo Shang was absent-mindedly washing the empty cup in the kitchen. When he turned on the tap after washing, he wanted to put the cup back into the disinfection cabinet, but he lost his grip and fell to the ground.

The glass shattered into countless pieces with a crisp bang, which startled Nan Shuoye on the sofa.

Nan Shuoye came in a hurry and saw the broken cup on the ground and Luo Shang who was stunned aside, stepped across the debris and took Luo Shang's hand to look over and over again.

"Is it okay?"

Luo Shang shook his head.

Seeing that Luo Shang was fine at night, Nan Shuo called for someone to clean up the debris.

But Luo Shang grabbed his hand.

"what happened?"

"Shuo Ye..." Luo Shang said as he put his hand on his heart.

Nan Shuoye really panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly supported Luo Shang, "Is your heart uncomfortable, or is it uncomfortable somewhere, should you go to the hospital?"

Luo Shang waved his hand, "No... just a little flustered just now, I always feel that something is going to happen."

Nan Shuoye heaved a sigh of relief, took the man into his arms, and clasped the back of the man's head to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's just that there are too many things recently, just rest and rest, don't think too much, if you work, I will ask you for leave tomorrow, rest at home, or take Mengmeng out for a day to relax and relax."

Luo Shang took a deep breath comforted by Nan Shuoye, and he no longer felt the flustered feeling just now. "Then I'll take Mengmeng out for a walk tomorrow, do you still have to go to work?"

"Yeah, it's just that I've been a little busy recently. When I'm done, I'll go out with you and Mengmeng for a self-driving tour."

"Then you have to keep your word, Lagou!" Luo Shang stretched out his little finger.

Nanshuo Yebao smiled, and like Luo Shang, stretched out his little finger and hooked it.

"I don't count on what I say, but you are still like a child, and you still pull the hook. If Mengmeng knows, she will probably laugh at you as a mother."

Luo Shang snorted coquettishly, "Then I'll just be a child in front of you."

"This is the best." Nan Shuoye got a satisfactory answer.

At this time, the servants were already standing outside the kitchen, but they didn't go in to clean because the two masters were still inside.

Nan Shuoye pulled Luo Shang carefully around the debris and went outside, and said to the servants: "Remember to clean carefully, and be careful not to hurt your hands. There are gloves on the cabinet."

After giving instructions, he led Luo Shang back to the living room, and pushed him down on the sofa. "From now on, don't do things yourself. If something happens to you, baby, I will mess up."

Knowing that Nan Shuoye was talking about today's daytime events and the time in the kitchen just now, Luo Shang nodded obediently and obediently.

"It's very straightforward to agree. How can I remember that just now, someone from the noodle shop agreed to me the same way, but when he turned around and went home, he dropped something?" Nan Shuoye stared at Luo Shang meaningfully.

Embarrassed to see Luo Shang, he murmured in a low voice: "It was really a mistake, remember there will be no next time!"

"Then I'm serious." Nan Shuoye's deep voice rose at the end of his words, and Luo Shang, who was provocative, felt his heart itch and blushed again.