She was really a woman who didn't know what to do.

His reason was completely destroyed by this woman, and now the calm, introverted and wise man in the business war was completely gone.

He shook his head, even to his own amazement.

Think about it but funny, it seems that he is for the company's heritage thing to disturb the thinking.

He and Tang Zhiyi are a life that will never go straight. Everything is just for inheritance. Why should he be involved in his own emotions because of this child.

He repressed all his thoughts, that is, he did not dare to admit that he was in love with Tang Zhiyi.

However, no matter how I think, my heart is still stuffy.

But the car drove to him unconsciously. He had Tang Zhiyi. God took his sister away, but gave him another one.

At least, let him make up, and he won't be so guilty.

"Foster daughter?" Nanxi murmured: "isn't that with your brother and sister?"

"Yes When they got out of the hospital, Nan Jin Fan opened the door and said, "I can understand that. I can't change my mouth for a while. It doesn't matter. Let's get used to it later. Now let's go and get rid of your things!"

As if the south of the general joy.

Obviously once so long for the life, seems to want to burn the hand to be able to obtain, but, how can not be happy?

Nanjin fan looked at Nanxi's dejected look and asked, "what's the matter?"

Nanxi pulled the luggage out and shrugged: "it's OK!" Think about sweet smile way: "brother."

Nanjin fan was frozen in place by the call, as if he had been electrocuted. He laughed to himself, raised his hand and helped Nanxi put his luggage into the car. He said to her in a soft voice, "get on! Let's go home. "

At the moment of getting off the bus, Nanxi's eyes seemed to be on the motor.

Her eyes followed the towering villa, the football field like garden, dozens of acres of stadium, those lazy poodles lying on the grass row by row, the servants in and out of uniform dress, as if everything was noble and unattainable.

She watched Nanjin fan put the clothes in the hands of the servants. She also learned to give the clothes to the servants. Her hands clutching the trunk lever were nervous and sweating slightly!

”This is Miss Nan. I'll live here from now on! Later, he arranged a room for her upstairs, "Nan Jin Fan told the servants, and after thinking about it, he said," spare a quiet room! "

"Yes The servants answered.

A servant came forward to pick up the suitcase in Nanxi's hand: "Miss Nan, give me the suitcase!"

Nanxi's throat is a little dry, and his speech is not clear. The family background of the men who used to see in the night show is very low-end now.

This is the real upper class life!

Nanxi sighs in my heart!

She was happy and afraid to live here in the future!

Her heart beat faster and faster??

"Whoa, who is this Nan Yin Mei's voice is cold and loud. Nan Jin Fan and Nan Xi originally came into the house and turned around when they heard the voice.

Seeing that Nan Yinmei seems to be coming back to the south again, she is still riding in the car. She sticks out her head from the window and looks at the South with some doubts: "who is this bean sprout?"

Nanxi heard Nanyin eyebrow call her xiaodouya, subconsciously straightened out her chest.

But he heard Nan Yin Mei say: "Oh, Jin Fan, it's not your aunt who says you. Are you more and more courageous? You are not the master of this family. You take all kinds of messy women to your home!"

Nanjin fan looked at Nan Yin Mei's appearance of fearing that the world would not be in disorder. He said with a sneer: "I don't have to worry about it! Yesterday, I heard that Anmu made trouble for you again. You might as well consider the future of Anmu! "

hearing this, Nan Yinmei blushed and embarrassed!

She opened the car door, walked down, and glared at Nan Jin Fan. The other side of the car door was also opened. A young man came out, dressed brightly. It was Anmu, the son of Nan Yinmei.

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