Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Why are you hiding from me?!" Nangongzi asked coldly, eyes full of pain.

"Boss, you know, you know, everything I do and do is for your own good..." Dahu said this with difficulty, his face has become quite ugly because of lack of oxygen.

But he gritted his teeth and continued: "If you know or know, in addition to worry, it will be of no avail. Moreover, early and early summer are now all right."

Nangong Zifei's face changed, and he quickly withdrew his hand. Dahu immediately sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his breathing finally returned to normal and his panting gradually subsided.

He looked up to see Nangong Zifei, who stood alone in front of the huge French windows in the hall, showing grief on his face. No matter how hard you try, the leaves will always turn yellow when autumn arrives, and the lawn that has just been renovated shows a slight decline.

Even if he knew An Chuxia's situation a long time ago, he could not openly join the search team. This would only attract attention and violate his ideal of living quietly here. And Han Qilu will definitely send enough manpower and material resources to find someone.

Dahu was right. Even if he knew about this early in the morning, it would not do any good except to increase his worry.

"Boss..." Dahu stepped forward and looked at Nangong Zifei worriedly.

Nangong Zifei rarely has such a big temper.

Nangong Zifei raised his hand and motioned to let him be quiet for a while.

Dahu nodded understandingly, stepped back a few steps, and was about to leave, when Nangong Zifei suddenly said, "Go and see Mag for me."

Dahu's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he remembered the phrase "get off" that Nangongzi had just said to Mag, no wonder he asked him to go up and see Mag for him. Dahu did not dare to refuse, so he nodded and walked upstairs.

"What are you calling me?" Margot said, sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at her face blankly.

The phone was turned on as a hands-free device and placed quietly in front of the dressing table.

She didn't understand how she couldn't compare to An Chuxia. It has been so long, but Nangong Zifei still had such a big reaction when he heard the news of An Chu Xia Luojiang. Although Nangong Zifei rarely gets angry, she has seen it a few times, but she has such a big temper that even Dahu scolds, she has never seen it.

What does this show? This shows that Nangong Zifei still hasn't put down An Chuxia!

"An Chuxia is still alive..." Du Jianran said eagerly: "She is still alive! Don't you have any reaction at all?!"

"Reaction?" Margot snorted coldly, remembering Nangong Zifei's reaction when she saw this report. A trace of hideousness appeared on her cold face. "What reaction do you want? You want me to rush to Han's house immediately. Clear, or shouting impossible?"

Du Jianran was taken aback for a moment, and was speechless for a long time.

Margot picked up the phone, her tone was cold enough to freeze people, she moved her lips, and said, "Don't be so excited. An Chuxia is only interesting when she is alive, just so dead, don't you think it's too cheap for her?"

She was sure that if An Chuxia died like this, Nangong Zifei would still remember An Chuxia forever.

And she, maybe she will lose to such a dead person in her life!

Outside.

Dahu's footsteps stopped, his face was volatile, and his hands were already clenched into fists.

He was right! This is a woman with a face and a heart! She was able to say "just so dead, don't you think it's too cheap for her" such vicious words! An Chuxia didn't do anything, but she hated An Chuxia!

Yes, this can indeed show that she has a deep love for the boss, but such a vicious love, the boss absolutely does not need it!

As soon as the big tiger lifted his foot, the person was about to rush into the door, but the moment his footsteps landed, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and left.

He didn't record it just now. If he goes in and exposes her now, this woman can completely say that he is slandering her. Therefore, he can't go in now, so a woman who would "change her face" must have evidence to expose her!

Inside the city center hospital.

"Old lady, the doctor said you should wake up, why are you not obedient at all and still sleepy now?" Old lady Xiao sat in a wheelchair, holding the hand of Old lady Xiao who was lying motionless on the hospital bed.

"You said I’m a male chauvinist. I didn’t think it before. Now that I think about it, it’s true. I didn’t realize that my thinking was wrong before. Now I have realized it. So you wake up quickly so that the old man will have A chance to admit the mistake."

"Come here through ups and downs for so many years, I am old, and you are old, and time waits for no one. But you can't walk in front of me, you said, at the funeral, you have to try to survive me. ."

Old Madam Xiao was talking, the expression on her face was smiling, but her eyes had turned red.

"By the way, there is one thing, I haven't told you yet. I withdrew the marriage contract between your precious grandson and the Xu family. You and I can see that the behavior of the Xu family girl is not what we think, but we have always Jiangnan, who disapproves, is..."

"Dad! I don't agree!" Mother Xiao's voice suddenly appeared at the door of the intensive care unit.

"What are you doing so noisy?" Old Lady Xiao's face was deep, and he turned his face to the side and glanced at Mother Xiao very displeasedly.

Mother Xiao was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and walked to the front of Old Lady Xiao and squatted down: "Dad, I know, Nian Nian this girl is sometimes outspoken and may upset you. But, well, even if you really want to Regret marriage..."

"I have regretted the marriage." Old Mrs. Xiao reminded him, his eyes still falling quietly on Mrs. Xiao's face.

Mother Xiao's face was a little ugly and nodded: "Yes, I have regretted the marriage. However, even if the one who married Mingluo is not Niannian, it definitely cannot be Jiangnan! The daughter of the nouveau riche, you don't know how much her father sees money. Is it? I think I have been thinking about sending my daughter into our Xiao family for a long time. Jiangnan is simply not worthy of our Mingluo."

Old Madam Xiao’s forehead then moved away from Madam Xiao’s face, and he looked at Mother Xiao and said, “I thought so before, but now think about it, in life, who doesn’t live for money? Can you really think of money? For things outside the body, I am afraid that few people can do it."

"but……"

Xiao's mother was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old lady Xiao: "Moreover, this girl from Jiangnan has a good character and a good personality. It will definitely not be a bad thing for such a person to be with Mingluo. In the future, we will be the elders. Stop intervening."

"but……"

"Don't talk about getting engaged or not getting engaged in the future. The children grow up by themselves. If they want to get married, they will get married. There is no need to fix so many things." The old lady Xiao said, turning the wheelchair, and said, "Let's go. , Let the old woman have a quiet rest."

Although Xiao's mother was still unwilling, she had already said it for the sake of it. She couldn't say more at this moment, so she had to stand up and push Grandpa Xiao's wheelchair out of the intensive care unit.

"The driver's family, you remember to calm down, I heard that the person is already awake." The old lady Xiao explained the miscellaneous things, but resolutely stopped mentioning the topic of Meng Xiaonan.

The icy river, the boundless darkness, and the loneliness that makes people crush.

An Chuxia opened her eyes suddenly, and Han Qilu's surprised gaze caught her eyes. He originally wanted to help her change the cup, but he didn't think An Chuxia suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were still desperate.

"What's the matter?" Han Qilu approached her, eyes full of concern, and asked: "Did I wake you up?"

"No." An Chuxia sighed lightly, feeling her heart beating violently.

It turned out to be a dream.

She thought that she had come to the River of Tears by herself again, and she thought that despair would come again.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

"Did you dream something?" From the panicked eyes when she first woke up and the expression of relief now, Han Qilu suddenly guessed that she might have dreamed of something terrible.

"En." An Chuxia nodded: "I thought...I'm fine now."

Han Qilu stretched out her hand, took her slender bare hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I am here."

"Are you awake?" Jiang Yuanyuan walked in and saw the haggard An Chuxia at a glance.

With distressed eyes, she walked over to the bed in Anchuxia, and said with great concern: "Are you hungry? Infusion of nutrient solution is not enough. Mommy asks someone to cook for you. Tell Mommy what you want to eat. "

A warm feeling overflowed in my heart, and An Chuxia smiled with red eyes: "Thank you Mommy, anything is fine."

"I asked people to cook the eight-treasure porridge earlier, and let them bring a bowl of it." Jiang Yuanyuan said, turning around and shouting to the door: "Sister Zhang!"

Auntie Zhang hurriedly walked in. A group of them, including the family doctor, had been waiting outside.

"Madam, what's your order?" Auntie Zhang looked up at An Chuxia with a worried face. Seeing that An Chuxia had woke up, she showed a happy expression: "Young lady is awake!"

"Hurry up and serve up a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, and then tell them to cook something else." Jiang Yuanyuan told Auntie Zhang and turned to An Chuxia and said, "You have slept for so long. Mommy can worry about you. Up!"

"Have I slept for a long time?" An Chuxia looked suspiciously away from the balcony. It was already bright.

She remembered it was dusk when she came back.

"This is the afternoon of the second day you came back." Han Qilu finished explaining, took a thermometer in her ear, felt relieved, and said, "The fever has gone away."

"It's fine when the fever subsides. After eating the eight-treasure porridge, take the medicine again, so as not to hurt your stomach." Jiang Yuanyuan said, pointing to the bedside table and said: "The doctor said you are weak, so Mommy has asked you to take a week off. Just rest at home. As for studying, Mommy has already brought you the books. I know you can’t worry about studying, so when you get better, let your tutor come to help you with tuition."

"En." An Chuxia glanced at the thickly stacked books on the bedside table, and said gratefully.