Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

When Lorken vented, Nan Qiao watched quietly from the side, but when he heard Lorken's words, although he had expected it, his face couldn't help but darken.

The dark light in his eyes flashed past, and somewhere where Lorken could not notice, an invisible light ball flew to Darien and submerged into his body.

Death, sometimes is not the end. Go to hell and enjoy yourself, dear Lord Duke.

When his eyes turned to Lorcan, his softness returned.

"Let's go, kitten." Nan Qiao stretched out his hand.

Most of the burden that had been weighing on my heart disintegrated in an instant after Darien died.

Lorken breathed out, and the expression on his face relaxed.

"Yeah." He nodded and held Nan Qiao's hand tightly.

After half an hour.

"Ah!!!" A piercing scream came from the Duke's mansion, breaking the silence of noon in an instant.

"Come quickly! Lord Duke, he...he, he..."

Then there was an expected uproar and chaos.

But all the noise and panic had nothing to do with the two people who were far away.

"Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao, I don't want to go home now."

"Don't want to go home? Do you want to go out to play?"

"Uh-huh."

"Where?"

"Shall we also go to the East to see it? Your parents like it so much, it should be very interesting."

A chuckle: "Okay, I'll listen to you..."

"Should we talk to Vivienne?"

"Tell her what to do! She always plays cards with me while you are away. She keeps bullying me because I don't understand. You are not allowed to pay attention to her..."

"Haven't you won many times? Are you so resistant?" Nan Qiao was puzzled.

"Hmph!" Lorken snorted coldly.

Vivien is not a crazy woman. Once he wins, she will send "gifts" to Nan Qiao. Which of those things will not be used on him in the end?

Guys who can't afford to lose are the most annoying to cats!

(End of this article)

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Jiangcheng, nine o'clock in the evening.

The rain was ticking, the rain was falling, and the whole city was shrouded in a curtain of rain. Water vapor was flying all over the sky with the wind. Everything was wet, misty and misty, and everything was a little blurry.

In the restaurant, soft music filled the air, and a man and a woman sat opposite each other.

"Miss Nan?" The man called out to the woman sitting opposite him who seemed to be distracted, "What do you think about what I just mentioned?"

Hearing the voice, Nan Qiao raised her eyes casually. She had just received the memory, which made her eyes look a little confused.

She glanced at the man sitting opposite. Wearing a decent suit, he is tall, and although his appearance is not top-notch, at first glance, he makes people feel very comfortable.

He seemed to be a very approachable man, but the desperate expression on his face was completely opposite to the temperament he displayed.

"Mr. Su, what are you referring to?" Nan Qiao narrowed her eyes and opened her red lips lightly, "Do you accept your pursuit?"

"Yes, Miss Nan, although my current worth may not be comparable to the top wealthy families in Jiangcheng, it is definitely not much different. I think I should be qualified to pursue you."

The expression on Su Yuan's face was particularly confident.

Nan Qiao casually picked up the coffee and took a sip: "Sorry, I don't accept it."

The expression on Su Yuan's face lit up: "That's great, you..." Agreed!

"Eh!"

"Ms. Nan! What did you say!" Su Yuan's face showed surprise and he was forced to stop the car halfway.

"I don't like you, so I don't agree." Nan Qiao's expression remained unchanged, "Is it difficult to understand the meaning of this sentence?"

"No." Su Yuan was surprised, "Miss Nan, do you have a boyfriend?"

He has investigated it, it’s impossible!

Nan Qiao put the coffee cup down, and the porcelain cup made a crisp sound when it came into contact with the tray.

"Mr. Su, isn't my subjective wish worthy of your consideration?" The expression on Nan Qiao's face was a bit colder. "You have to look beyond the me that exists in front of you and refer to the opinions of a person of the same sex who does not exist."

"Am I qualified to reject you only if this person exists?"

"No, no..." Su Yuan shook his head repeatedly. It was just his instinctive reaction, "Miss Nan, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

"It doesn't matter if it's a misunderstanding or not." Nan Qiao took the handbag placed aside, "But I hope you won't ask me out with such a boring thing next time."

"My time is also valuable, thank you."

"By the way, remember to settle the bill. I think with your financial resources that are comparable to those of top wealthy families, you won't have to ask a girl out and have her pay the bill."

After that, Nan Qiao didn't care what Su Yuan's reaction was and just took the bag and left.

Su Yuan was left sitting there awkwardly, with the expression on his face turning green and white.

"System!" Su Yuan squeezed the fork hard and gritted his teeth, "Didn't you say that my charm value has been adjusted to the maximum? Why is it still like this?"

Ashamed.

"The numerical panel shows that your charm value, host, has been adjusted to 85, which is already an extremely high level among humans."

"As for the reason for your failure, it may be because you failed to respect women."

"Where do I have no respect?!"

The electronic voice of the system sounded in my mind: "Data shows that among humans, women, as independent individuals, have the right to reject you for the reason of "not liking you". She has already given you the most direct reason, but you But I think the only reason for her rejection of you is that she has a boyfriend."

"It's offensive to women."

Su Yuan: "Fuck!"

Don’t men all think that as long as a woman doesn’t have a boyfriend, she has a chance? It's always been like this, what kind of fucking offense is this?

Depend on!

A difficult woman, if she hadn't been rich...

So annoying!

Here, as soon as Nan Qiao walked to the door, someone already took the initiative to greet him.

"Miss." The bodyguard in black opened the umbrella and tilted it slightly, completely covering Nan Qiao under the umbrella. However, the humidity was still unavoidable and the coolness was still there.

Nan Qiao nodded slightly.

Mo Lan felt the falling rain and couldn't help but frown: "It's still some distance from the parking lot. Do you need me to give you some clothes?"

"No need, Sister Lan." Nan Qiao shook her head, "I'm in good health and I'm not that delicate."

Mo Lan didn't speak anymore, but silently moved the umbrella towards Nan Qiao again.

When we got in the car, the driver had already adjusted the temperature, which was just right.

"Miss, are you going back to Nanyuan?" the driver asked routinely.

"No." Nan Qiao turned to look out the window where the rain was getting heavier, and pursed her lower lip, "Go to Tingshui Bay."

"Okay." The driver started the car.

Mo Lan, who was in the passenger seat, had already taken out his mobile phone and called Tingshui Bay to ask them to clean up in advance.