Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 5 is not to be accompanied? Accompany to the end

  It's just that the man one year older than her stopped all intimacy, abruptly stopped the desire to burn to a high point, and ridiculed her fear of being vulnerable.

   "I thought you were at my door day and night, and prepared to endure everything."

  The laughter pierced her heart, Nan Xi's ten fingers buttoned into the silk bed sheet, her hollow eyes burst out with a firm look.

   Turned over and looked directly at the man above, and said indifferently with a crying voice: "1.2 billion is worth venting. Maximizing benefits is not the life motto of Zhang Family Young Master?"

  Zhang Yichen sat up with his arms, and said coldly, "Your face is indeed of greater use value."

  Nan Xi lay on the bed soaked in cold sweat not to move, nor to look at Zhang Yichen in the dark. He was like the ruler of endless hell, without a trace of emotion, pulling her into the abyss where she couldn't escape.

  In the night waiting for the arrangement, there were repeated nightmares, and at one time she thought she had to do the most shameless activity, but Zhang Yichen arranged for her to reenter the entertainment circle.

  He didn't ask for her as promised, but the evil capitalist could not easily let her go. Once she entered the entertainment circle for fun, and became Yang Bailao after signing the agreement.

   "I originally meant not to pick it up, but take a taxi back. Yichen, the child, is too good and actively asked me if I had to pick it up. My old lady has nothing to do every day. It shouldn't be too bad for me to delay your business."

  Following Nanmu's loud half-complaining and half-praising, the elderly from the two families and Zhang Yichen stepped into the main hall.

  The meal is prepared at the same time. The local celebrity chefs make all the delicious dishes, but Nan Xi can't lift his appetite.

  After washing her hands, Mother Zhang grabbed her who was about to rush to the 旮旯 position, and said in a Shanghai dialect with a little Subei accent: "Nong (you) sit next to Mom and Yichen."

   Pushing is impossible, sitting down, and sweeping Zhang Yichen's face, even less interested in eating.

  Although his angular features are not inferior to popular stars, he is too arrogant and arrogant. Others couldn't see his inner thoughts from his face at all, it was too restrained. Not only can he not guess it, but he can easily see through it. It is said that no one can look at him for more than ten seconds.

  Of course, Nan Xi didn't bother to look at each other.

   "Xier, move your chopsticks."

   "Okay, Mom." Shows a twenty-four filial daughter-in-law attitude.

  Not to mention her personal grievances with Zhang Yichen, the two elders of the Zhang family are very kind to her. Zhang Yichen, on the grounds that the entertainment industry cannot expose his marriage, the two elders actually crossed the class thinking of the older generation and agreed to hidden marriage. She usually has to lose her pocket money, otherwise she can't imagine what life will be like.

  Pick up a piece of sea cucumber with public chopsticks and put it on a plate, and use private chopsticks to send it to the import for chewing. Staring at the arm that pops out from time to time, he accidentally slipped out of his mouth with disgust: "I hate it, bastard!"

   Very low voice, but at this moment, only the elders occasionally chat at the dinner table exceptionally loud.

  Shocked eyes one after another, Nanmu asked with concern: "Xiao Xi?"

  Nan Xi returned to her soul abruptly, scolding in her heart that anger is the devil, causing people to make mistakes. The surname Zhang here is not known to Zhang Yichen alone. The old man who is angry and hurts himself is not good, so he burst into laughter and explained: "I mean, Haiyan Xiaopaixiang."

  Speaking with vague words, repeating the tone just now: "Sea salt, small row of incense."

   "Eat more of incense."

   "Hey! You!" Is there something wrong?

   Staring at Zhang Yichen, who really used the chopsticks to bring her a small row of sea salt, Nan Xi wanted to tear her face! Knowing that I am the most annoyed of eating lamb, I can't stand the smell.

  Ke's focused and affectionate picking of dishes, she didn't even notice her anger at all.

  Several old people looked at each other and smiled, all quarreling with young people.

  After the meal, the old people moved to the audio-visual hall to watch TV, Nan Xi accompanied.

Suddenly Zhang mother held her little hand, her heart trembled.

Sure enough, the old-fashioned talk came: "Xi'er, mom knows that Nong and Yichen are serious about their careers. Nong also likes his career very much. He loves to stand in front of the camera when he is seven years old. Nong participated in the violin competition when he was seven years old. Announced, there has been a big wave. The Li family and the Anjia girl are vying to follow suit. It's a pity that Dong Shi has followed suit."

  Nan Xi nodded with a smile, thanks to Zhang Yichen, now she plays the violin the most annoying.

  "It’s right to work hard, but we old people are boring, and the family is very deserted. Every day I stare at Lao Zhang with big eyes, it is inevitable that there will be more contradictions."

  Whether she is watching TV or watching a real person, Zhang’s mother is very satisfied with the daughter-in-law she chose, and she is afraid that her son is not lucky and can't keep it. If you give birth to a grandchild, it is estimated that the two will naturally take care of themselves.

Based on the past experience of blood and tears, Nan Xi has shown that this kind of forced palace situation is more and more finished, facing the problem: "Mom, the competition in the entertainment industry is serious now. If you really give birth to a baby for a year, no one will remember who I am. It’s hard to build a foundation in the past few years, isn’t it a matter of surrendering one's hands."

  Mother Zhang photographed Nan Xi’s tender little hands, and sternly said: “Nonsense! No one can compare to Xi’er watching TV every day. Singing and dancing are not as good as Xi’er, and acting is not as good as Xi’er’s expression.”

   "Ha," Nan Xi smiled awkwardly and threw the finger at Zhang Yichen, "Mainly he is too busy and we don't have time to take care of the children."

   "I bring it, anyway, I am very free."

  Nan Xi has a big head and glances at the confused mother. There is reasonable evidence to suspect that her mother and Zhang’s mother are communicating well, and they come together to put pressure on them.

   "Yeah, I gave birth to God (me) and the mother of in-laws." After Zhang mother said, she did not forget to cast her ambiguous little eyes to Nanmu.

  Nan Xi doesn't talk to each other, she is cold and enthusiastic.

  But Jiang is old and spicy after all. The old talents are not afraid of being cold, and continue: "The big deal is not going to the entertainment industry, Yichen raises Nong. Right? Son."

  Fortunately, the spearhead was also thrown at Zhang Yichen at the end.

  This is interesting, Nan Xi smiled at the corner of her mouth, waiting for Zhang Yichen to be embarrassed. He must be the same as before, refusing to answer and ignoring the past, and being scolded for at least half an hour after that.

"Um."

  The smile at the corner of Nan Xi’s mouth froze, Nani? Where did this sound come from?

  Is it possible that the evil bazhang eats his brain today? After waiting for a few minutes in amazement, the other party didn't change his mind at all. For a while, everyone watched her eagerly, waiting for a reply.

  The degree of depression is five stars, and it continues to rise.

  Looking at Zhang Yichen obliquely, how dazzling and familiar is the curve of his thin lips? Isn't it true that the gloat that was just at the corner of his mouth, has been rebelled intact?

  Don't mess up, don't mess up, check the situation in time. Nan Xi suddenly woke up and blamed herself for being hasty! Bazhang wants to punish her. Take out the qualities that a queen should have, manage your facial expressions, and hide the astonishment, so that you can't make the bazhang proud.

  Outnumbered now, running is the best strategy.

   "I have to go to shoot the cover of the magazine tomorrow morning. Mom and Dad, you have to rest early, I will leave first."

  The body didn't straighten up, Nan mother made up the knife and greeted: "Yichen, I just came back today. The family is empty alone. You and Xiao Xi stay with me."

"I!"

"good."

  What a wool, Nan Xi stared at Zhang Yichen, trying to adjust the uneven breathing.

   "I should accompany my mother today and do my best."

  Have promised a lot of high-sounding, as if she doesn’t accompany it equals filial piety? The classic quotations from "The Self-cultivation of Actors" kept silent in my heart: People who always like to talk about sublime things on their mouths are, to a large extent, those who do nothing to raise the sublime.

  Idol truth, Zhang Yichen is the bachelor of hypocrisy in human skin.

   "Sister, God and Zhang Jian are back."

   "I will send it to my sister."

   "No, no. Nong just came back to be busy, hurry up and get business."

  The two old sisters winked at each other, shouldn't they be so obvious in their secret selfishness?

  Nan Xi felt isolated and hugged her poor self. Sure enough, under the daily ideology of evil capitalism, even my mother has been transformed.

  No, she can’t bow to the evil forces!

  "I will sleep with mom." Don't you want to accompany me? Follow to the end, holding Nanmu upstairs.

  Go into the suite to wash up quickly, get into the bed, cover your head and close your eyes. She doesn't care, even if the Emperor Lao Tzu comes today, she won't be able to get up.

  Not long after, the mother lay down, hugged Nan Xi who was curled up in a ball, and whispered softly: "Little Xi'er, who kissed her mother, wants to die."

  Nan Xi half-truthed her nose, her voice was astringent: "Huh, you push me out if you want to die, mom, you don't love me anymore."

Nan's mother persuaded: "Mom knows about the sacrifices you made for this family, but my mother will agree to this marriage. Not only does she value the financial resources and relationships of the Zhang family, but also the character of Yichen. He is a good boy. I live up to my mother's expectations. I have him to protect you over the years, so my mother is very relieved."

Nan Xi broke free from her mother's whispering infiltration offensive, and opened the quilt, her eyes widened, and she asked in shock: "Mom, what medicine does he use to wash your brain? The effect is so remarkable. He protects me! Don’t you see how perverted his desire for control is? I can only take jobs that he approves."

  I didn’t dare to tell the truth, even the freedom of speech has been lost recently.

   Seeing her daughter’s aggrieved eyes flushed, Nan's mother changed her words: “Okay, Mom knows that things like feelings are not acceptable. I also blame Yichen for never officially pursuing my daughter and never really walked into my daughter’s heart.”

  Who wants to chase after pervert? She doesn't have Stockholm syndrome.

She turned her elbow outwards, Nan Xi really couldn't bear it, "Mom, your Mother's Heart is for me to use. You don't need to divide him. There are so many people who love him and admire him. My problem with him has nothing to do with pursuing or not pursuing him. He Whether you marry me out of true filial piety or outrageous desire, I don’t want to put the last bargaining chip on him. No, I should talk about anyone. I want to stand tall enough and stable enough! Besides, I don’t like him. , I can’t accept the touch of innocent people.”

  Mother Nan hugged Nan Xi tightly and patted her back. My dear daughter is so strong that it hurts. After entering from Nan's father, Nan Xi never cried in front of herself.

   "It's useless to blame Mom and Dad for wronging my daughter." Nan mother said it to the truth, bringing out a bit of sorrow.

   Perceiving her mother’s grief, Nan Xi hurriedly said in a relieved: "Look at what you said, how can I blame you."

   Nan mother turned her eyes and asked with a half-tone smile: "Then tell your mother, what do you hate Yichen?"

  Nan Xi Te wants to say, you should ask me what I like him, just answer no. There are so many places that I hate, I'll be able to finish it in a while?

  (End of this chapter)