Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Nan Yan probably never thought in her life that she would be so afraid of death except in prison.

She just felt that life would be better than death.

But now, after she changed to such a good identity, she felt that life was too precious.

Because she has loving parents and excellent qualifications, she has a very good and bright future.

It's different from before. In the past, she had no parents at all, and there was no one who really loved her around her. Whether it was family or love, all friendships were fake.

But she is Nanyan now, she can guarantee that her friendship may not be true, but her current family affection and future love must be true.

Parents are her biological parents, even if the soul is not hers, so what, the blood relationship in her body will continue to be cut.

And her parents didn't adopt anyone else, only her a precious daughter.

As for love...

She is so beautiful, are you afraid that no good man will be crazy about her in the future?

However, now she suddenly discovered that a man like Wei Jue is still attractive.

She must find a way to snatch him back.

Nan Yan followed Meng Qingning home, and after entering the door and seeing the familiar servant and Uncle Zhang, the fire of jealousy in her heart burned even more.

Why don't the Meng family value this daughter?

Even the old chef who has been used by the family for so many years was sent abroad for her!

If it was her, the Meng family would definitely not do this, they are so partial to death!

Seeing Uncle Zhang, Nan Yan's anger flared up again.

As long as the Meng family treated her better, she would not have gone the other way.

Seeing Nanyan, Uncle Zhang was startled.

"Miss, who is this?"

Meng Qingning raised her eyebrows, and explained in a lukewarm voice: "The one at school insists on being a good friend with me, and I don't know what's going on with her, so I'll bring her back to have a look."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang didn't quite understand what Meng Qingning meant.

The words of insisting on being friends with the young lady sounded like the other party was attached to Meng Qingning, but Meng Qingning didn't pay her much attention at all.

But if the relationship is so weak, the eldest lady will not take her home, right?

So what is the relationship?
Uncle Zhang was a little confused for a moment, but he didn't understand until Ah Ping gave him a wink.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to prepare dinner."

"Please, Uncle Zhang~"

"That's right..." Before Zhang Shulin left, he saw that Meng Qingning seemed to hesitate to speak, and the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back as if thinking of something.

"Uncle Zhang?" Meng Qingning looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Zhang moved his lips and shook his head.

"It's nothing, I'll go to work first."

Meng Qingning frowned slightly, feeling strange.

Without thinking too much, she put on her shoes and walked inside.

Nanyan stood there, a little dazed, Meng Qingning should have brought her shoes, but she didn't do anything, as if she didn't exist at all.

And Ah Ping next to him...

But he stared at her intently, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her face.

She took off her shoes in embarrassment, took a pair of indoor slippers from the shoe cabinet next to her and changed them on herself, and asked, "I heard that you are Qingning's brother, are you here to accompany me?"

A-Pin was still staring at her, with his thin lips tightly pressed together, as if he didn't want to answer at all.

Meng Qingyao was afraid of him before, because she always felt that this A-Pin only had Meng Qingning in her heart, and she even suspected that this A-Pin had invisible thoughts about Meng Qingning.

So she went to observe later, and when she was observing, she was discovered by Apin.

He probably discovered what she had discovered, so every time he looked at her, his eyes were extraordinarily creepy.

Until now, Meng Qingyao still had a little psychological shadow on him.

So he stared at him gloomyly, Nan Yan didn't dare to speak, she followed behind Meng Qingning and walked inside.

"Qingning..."

As a result, Meng Qingning went to her room as if she hadn't heard her words. When she wanted to follow her, she was stopped by Abin.

"Miss Nan, go to the living room."

Nan Yan didn't dare to refuse, she nodded stiffly.

Meng Qingning turned around and found that Apin had brought Nanyan to the living room, and had been watching her personally, without even pouring water for her.

She pursed her lips in satisfaction.

She was tired all day, so she went to wash her face first, then changed her clothes, and then thought about what she should do.

Thinking of this, she pushed open the door of the room and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, Meng Qingning stopped walking.

The room was dimly lit and the curtains were drawn.

When she got up during the day, she deliberately opened the curtains, and the servants at home knew that she liked light, so even if she came in to clean, she would not close the curtains.

With the faint light, Meng Qingning saw that there seemed to be someone lying on the bed.

Her heart skipped a beat twice for no reason.

Is he here?

Suddenly, Meng Qingning remembered Uncle Zhang's hesitation to speak just now.

She closed the door and walked slowly over.

Before even walking to the bed, Meng Qingning had already confirmed that it was he who came.

Because, she was still a little flustered before, but now her limbs relaxed naturally, just like her nerves, which were tense before, but now they are completely relaxed.

this fool.

Why didn't you say a word?
After getting closer, she finally saw the face of the person lying on the bed clearly.

The man's resolute eyebrows and eyes became more and more profound under the cover of darkness, and he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off. Meng Qingning couldn't help leaning over, and walked silently over his facial features with his hands.

Just follow the outline, without touching his face.

Afterwards, Meng Qingning withdrew her hand, "Idiot, don't tell me in advance when you come here, are you tired from running again?"

After finishing speaking, she sighed softly, "Sleep well, I'll go and change my clothes."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and just took a step when her wrist was grabbed.

Meng Qingning paused, and just as she turned her head to see what was going on, the strength on her wrist tightened, and she threw herself forward.

He threw himself directly into Wei Jue's arms.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of hands tightly bound the waist, and Wei Jue's deep voice rang out.

"What? Want to leave without touching it?"

Meng Qingning subconsciously raised her hand to his chest: "Are you awake?"

"Sleeping." Wei Jue narrowed his eyes, and lightly squeezed the soft flesh around her waist with his fingers, "But I was woken up by you."

"Nonsense." Meng Qingning retorted him: "When I came in there was no sound, I didn't call you, I didn't even touch you."

"Yes, it was because I didn't touch it that it woke me up."

Meng Qingning: "..."

Come on, this guy is talking serious nonsense again.

Meng Qingning pushed him: "Let go of me first, I just came back from class and my body smells of sweat, I have to change my clothes."

Hearing this, not only did Wei Jue not let go, but he hugged her a little tighter, leaning against her ear and whispering:
"Don't change it, I don't dislike it."