Mrs. Nan's Hidden Marriage Daily

Chapter 140 Torturing himself for Murphy (2)

"Ah Xiao, when I go back tonight, I'll ask Mama Lu to prepare a good meal for the whole family to gather together?"

Although Mo Xiangyang was the head of the family, he knew that he could not be the head of Nan Fengxiao, so he only asked tentatively.

"Ok!"

Mo Xiangyang was surprised, but this time he agreed quite readily.

"Chairman, go slowly!"

Nan Fengxiao was neither humble nor overbearing, he lowered his head lightly, but his eyes drifted to another direction unconsciously.

He just wanted to see her blowing her hair in front of him, which was better than seeing the whole world in her eyes, except that he couldn't see his shadow.

It wasn't until the car left Xiangyang Group that Murphy put down his phone.

For just a few minutes, she pretended to be uncomfortable enough.

There was nothing on the phone, but in order to avoid Nan Fengxiao's gaze, she flicked the screen back and forth for a few minutes.

Murphy shook her head, she couldn't understand Nan Fengxiao more and more.

At that moment, she actually saw jealousy in his eyes.

Just because she stared at Lei Ting, so he was jealous?

He is Nan Fengxiao, like an iceberg, no one can melt it, yet she still wants to move it away.

It's ridiculous to think about it!

……

Lu Qiyou thought that if he hid in the company and didn't go home, his mother would have nothing to do with him.

If he doesn't go back, won't his mother, Mrs. Lu, come by herself?
In the huge office, Chen Xiaoyan looked at the room quietly.

It was the first time for her to come to his office, and she really wanted to know what style of furniture he liked.

Chen Xiaoyan pursed her lips and chuckled lightly. She had a standard smile, and she looked like a young lady trained by a big family.

Knowledgeable and sensible!

The decoration is the same as his people, very elegant and clean, there should be no more, and there should be a lot less.

Black, white and grey, it looks very comfortable.

However, Lu Qiyou had a cold face, and stood by the French window with his back to Chen Xiaoyan and Lu's mother, his thin back was covered with a halo of sunlight, which made people unable to look away.

"Qiyou, people come to see you from afar with smiles on their faces, why don't you say something?"

Mother Lu couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded her with a bitter face.

Chen Xiaoyan sat upright, with her back straight, her hands folded on her legs, as if she had the feeling of an ancient Xiaojiabiyu.

Even if Lu Qiyou left her alone for an hour, she didn't show any displeasure.

The smile on her face seemed to be engraved on it, and no other emotions could be seen.

Lu Qiyou turned his head and looked at the sweet and quiet Chen Xiaoyan, with a standard oval face, big eyes, eyebrows like willow leaves, and lips like cherries.

In the eyes of any man, Chen Xiaoyan is a beauty.

Good birth, high education, which man doesn't like it?
However, he just couldn't bring up any feelings for her.

"Smile, you're busy with your studies, so don't keep running to Lu's house." Lu Qiyou sat down, turned on the laptop, and tapped the keyboard quickly with his fingers.

"Qiyou!" Mother Lu scolded.

Chen Xiaoyan's smile became embarrassing. He said this to prevent himself from looking for him again?Yeah?
She has tried very hard not to disturb him, and silently stays by his side. He doesn't like just being with him?

Chen Xiaoyan felt her heart was bleeding.

Qiyou, do you really like Murphy that much?
Three years in junior high school, three years in high school, even the three years when she was not around, you were the same as before.

I watched Murphy walk into your world step by step and take your heart away, but I couldn't do anything.

Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to be by your side.

So, I watched you treat Murphy well and torture yourself for Murphy.

……

"Mom, don't run to the company all the time if you're fine, it's inconvenient."

Lu's mother's eyes widened. This is her good son who was born in October of her pregnancy. She didn't even listen to her words.

"Qiyou—"

(End of this chapter)