I kicked the male lead away

Jiang Yan has been in Vanity Fair for many years, and the things she values ​​are really not bad.

The blue and white porcelain was placed in the upstairs collection room by the staff, separated by the anti-theft glass, the blue and white porcelain is elegant in color, and the white porcelain has a smooth bottom.

Bai Nanrou's eyebrows and eyes were reflected on the glass, she put a hand on Fang Zhilan's shoulder, and said in an intimate tone, "It really suits you very well."

She turned her head to look at Jiang Yao again: "Thank you, Miss Jiang, for taking the trouble to choose such a suitable thing for A-Lan. At first, I was worried that she would come back with something flashy because she was young."

Jiang Yan couldn't even smile at this moment, and pulled the corner of her lower lip dryly: "It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort."

"How can you say that?" Bai Nantou pinched Fang Zhilan's soft cheeks, "Ah Lan, you have to thank Miss Jiang properly."

No matter how nervous Fang Zhilan was, she could sense something was wrong: "I..."

"You!" Bai Nanrou scratched the bridge of her upturned nose again with his fingers, "You can't think of being like me in front of me, and you can get by just by acting like a baby."

Before Fang Zhilan could open her mouth, Jiang Yan's face was already stiff, she clenched the corners of her lips, and her usual eloquent teeth were gone.

Nonsense, Fang Zhilan can't feel the contempt in Bai Nanrou's eyes and the warning in his tone, can Jiang Qian who has been in love for many years not see it?

But Fang Quan was so powerful that he couldn't afford to offend him, Jiang Yan trembled slightly, and took a deep breath.

In the collection room, there are all kinds of jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, which are dazzling under the bright lights.

"What?" Bai Nanrou looked down at Fang Zhilan, "Can't pick out a suitable thank you gift?"

Fang Zhilan thought that Bai Nanrou was just talking casually, but she didn't expect her to be serious, she froze for a moment, and nodded.

These things, she is also a puppy counting the stars, just to see something new, how can she know which one is suitable for gifting? !

"How about this one?" Bai Nanrou pointed her fingertips, and it landed on the bracelet in the cabinet not far away.

It was a recent luxury brand event. The organizer gave a limited-edition bracelet, a platinum bracelet, inlaid with diamonds every inch, and in the middle was a full and shining full diamond. snake.

Every detail of the bracelet is handmade, the purpose is to show the exquisite craftsmanship of the brand, and it is not for sale, so it can be said to be priceless.

Fang Zhilan doesn't usually wear jewelry much, and it's not because she is reluctant, but when she was still thinking about whether there are other more suitable choices, Bai Nanrou has already wrapped her arms around her waist, and her lips are close to Fang Zhilan's ears: "Reluctance? Don't be so stingy, I have better ones, and I will ask someone to bring them to you later?"

The voice was not too loud, just enough to be heard by Jiang Yan who was next to him.

The relationship between the two is exposed.

Fang Zhilan couldn't stand her being so sticky all of a sudden, so she turned her head to the side: "Then please leave me an address, Miss Jiang, and I'll have someone deliver it to your door later?"

A mere bracelet is not worth as much as Fang Zhilan.

But this fresh and tender meat was right in front of her eyes, but she could only look at it and not eat it. Jiang Yan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, knowing that it would be useless for her to refuse at this time, so she forced a smile to deal with it: "Boss Fang is like this!" If you are generous, then I would be more respectful than obedient."

Fang Zhilan wanted to speak again, but felt that the hand on her waist suddenly squeezed her soft flesh hard.

She took a breath, raised her head and stared at Bai Nanrou with watery eyes, not understanding how she offended her again.

"It's very late." Bai Nanrou smiled nonchalantly, "Ah Lan should rest first, there is a meeting tomorrow."

What will happen tomorrow?Fang Zhilan was at a loss, wondering whether her memory became worse and worse after having Ye Yin as an assistant.

But it was indeed already midnight, Fang Zhilan didn't make any further rebuttals, and went back to the bathroom of her room to wash up.

When she came out in her bathrobe, Bai Nanrou was still lazily leaning against the bed, reading a book in her hand.

Fang Zhilan leaned over to take a look, and found that it was still a girl's manga that she emptied out of her study.

"Did you find the earring?" she asked.

Bai Nanrou didn't expect Fang Zhilan to really think about this. She chuckled, put down the book in her hand, and grabbed her wrist with neither light nor heavy strength, just enough to pull her into her arms.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zhilan was shocked, her wet eyes widened like a frightened little animal.

"A meeting." Bai Nanrou's tone was light and overwhelming.

The tips of their noses touched each other, their breaths were intertwined, and their hair was also implicated.

Fang Zhilan swallowed anxiously.

The night is getting dark, and for some, it's just getting started.

Fang Zhilan drowned in the endless darkness, ups and downs, and finally Bai Nanrou realized something was wrong with a punitive nibble: "You lied to me, you didn't drop your earrings at my place?"

The corners of Bai Nanrou's lips raised, and his fingertips lightly raised, eliciting a sob from her: "Why are you getting smarter now?"

Since when is she not smart?Fang Zhilan was not convinced, and secretly slandered her.

It's a pity that as soon as the words he wanted to say reached his mouth, his lips were sucked in his mouth, and he swallowed them all.

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When going out to the company the next day, Fang Zhilan deliberately wore a turtleneck sweater, and wrapped her neck tightly with a scarf.

"Boss..." Ye Yin, who had been sticking to her desk for a long time, hesitated when she saw her push the door open, "Are you okay last night?"

Fang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat, so she could only pretend to be confused and said, "What's the matter?"

Ye Yin's eyes fell on her lips that were a little red because of the broken skin, and she immediately understood: "It's nothing, I'm just worried that you can't deal with Miss Jiang."

Since Mr. Bai has gone, it should be fine.

Ye Yin secretly added something to her merit book.

Alas, there is such a careless immediate boss, if I don't pay attention to it, keep an eye on it all the time, and report to Boss Bai if there is any trouble, I'm afraid she has been eaten to the bone.

Fang Zhilan nodded, without thinking too much, and sat in her seat.

In the next few months, Jiang Yan really seemed to disappear, not appearing in his sight.

Even her advertisements, which can often be seen on the screens of various software in the past, seem to be much less.

However, this had no effect on Fang Zhilan. Ever since the sales of the new mobile phone went on sale and sales had skyrocketed, Fang's stock continued to rise. Not only did it return to its original level, it also soared all the way afterwards.

Although Zhilan is the current manager in name, Bai Nanrou has also helped a lot in it and put forward many good ideas.

Seeing that it was the end of the year, there was still less than half a year left before the expiration of the gambling agreement between the two, but Fang Zhilan was already sure of winning.

The only thing that worries her is that the original owner's mother, Li Hua, has not woken up for a long time.

Relying on Fang Zhilan's own strength alone, it would probably take at least three to five years to revitalize the group.

If Li Hua can wake up, she will be much more relaxed, and maybe she will be able to accumulate a lot of luck soon.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that the people around him were absent-minded, in the conference room, Bai Nanrou played with Fang Zhilan's weak and boneless little hand, and squeezed it gently.

Fang Zhilan, who had returned to her original spirit, was shocked, and unconsciously withdrew her hand, as if to blame: "What are you doing? You're still in a meeting..."

He is not afraid of being spotted by those old antiques in the company.

Before she finished speaking, she realized that the meeting had ended long ago, and there were only two people left in the room.

Fang Zhilan swallowed the remaining words down her throat.

As if seeing her embarrassment, Bai Nanrou put one leg on the knee of the other: "Now, can you tell me what you're thinking?"

Of course, Fang Zhilan couldn't tell the whole story honestly, so she made up a random sentence to evade it: "I was thinking about my mother's situation, and I don't know when she will wake up..."

As she said that, she frowned slightly, looking at the sunset red glow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, she was genuinely sad.

"Don't worry." Bai Nanrou pondered, stretched out his hand to rub her long straight black hair, "I believe my aunt will wake up as soon as possible."

"By the way, Ah Lan?" She asked again, "Have you thought about sending your aunt abroad for treatment?"

"foreign?"

"That's right. I know brain experts in Australia who are very capable. Instead of waiting aimlessly, I think it's better to actively treat them?"

"Of course." Fang Zhilan hugged her arm, showing a relieved smile, "Then can I trouble you to contact an expert for me? When he agrees, I will take my mother abroad."

Because in the original text, Fang's mother gradually recovered on her own in the later stage, so Fang Zhilan never thought that she could still be like this, and took the initiative to find a better treatment. Now, after Bai Nanrou reminded her, she suddenly became enlightened.

"Okay." Bai Nanrou nodded, "I'll take care of everything in hand and go with you."

"Yeah!" Fang Zhilan nodded her head heavily. With Bai Nanrou by her side, she felt more at ease.

The time to meet with the experts was around the end of January. After the new year, the private plane carried the patient, Fang Zhilan and Bai Nanrou across more than half of the world to Australia in the southern hemisphere.

Different from the cold weather in China, here is when the sun is at its hottest. The nursing home arranged by the doctor is right by the sea. Sitting in front of the window, having breakfast and drinking tea, you can still see the light blue coast not far away.

After Fang Zhilan had eaten, she went to the ward to check on the condition of the original owner's mother. According to experts, her condition is improving now.

It's just that he can't be sure when he will wake up.

Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow, but it's also possible I won't wake up forever.

After Fang Zhilan thanked the doctor, she walked out the door and went downstairs with droopy eyes, and collapsed on the large sofa.

After listening to the doctor's words with her, Bai Nanrou knew that the situation was not so optimistic, and stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Dr. Leiter has a lot of experience in this area. I believe my aunt will get better."

"But..." Fang Zhilan muttered in a low voice, still depressed, "I only have this family, what if she really..."

Although he and the original owner's mother were not biological mother and daughter, Fang Zhilan saw her as more than just a stranger when they met each other day in and day out.

Perhaps with the original owner's emotions, she gradually regarded Li Hua as her real family member.

"Really?" Bai Nanrou didn't know what to think, and there was a slight smile on his face, "Aren't I your family?"

?

Fang Zhilan raised her eyes, her eyes filled with doubt.

"I remember..." Bai Nanrou climbed the mountain sofa, gently approached her ear, exhaled warm breath, and said in a tender tone, "Did someone ever call me sister?"

Fang Zhilan was so embarrassed that she blushed from face to neck.

It was because she was misled by the little nurse's words at that time, and she was confused by the fever, so she blurted it out. I didn't expect Bai Nanrou to remember it so well.

"Come on." Bai Nanrou's lips brushed against her ears intentionally or unintentionally, "call me sister again."

Be nice.