The fast-traveling system cannon fodder female supporting role always wants to die

Chapter 397 My Student Is the Boss of the Black Club (18)

"Can you shut up for me, isn't it because your points are not being used? Doesn't your low points mean that I am strong? Why are you unhappy when you meet a host like me?"

[But if you are strong, it means that I am weak, and I don’t want it! 】

"Huh~" Nan Zhi exhaled, "After I earn [-] points, I will give you all the points."

【real? ] 0748 has little stars in his eyes.

"I'm still cooking!" After saying this, Nan Zhi put on a blindfold and leaned back to sleep.

[…] The host of the garbage is the knife-mouthed bean curd heart.

Six hours later, Nan Zhi finally got off the plane and arrived at the original owner's house according to 0748's guidance.

Nan Zhi looked up and said, "1314, this house number is really weird."

Then I didn't think about anything, reached out and knocked on the door, "Mom and Dad, I'm back."

The door opened with a creak, and it was a middle-aged woman who opened the door. If Nan Zhi's guess is correct, she should be the original owner's impatient mother.

"Go away." Murong's mother pushed Nan Zhi away, kept looking around behind her, and finally put her gaze on Nan Zhi, "Huh?"

"Who?" Nan Zhi frowned, expressing confusion. Could it be that the original owner had some illegitimate child?
No way, the original owner never talked about love!
Murong's mother pulled Nan Zhi into the room, closed the door, and tapped her forehead with her hand, "You damn girl, didn't you say it well before going out? You said you would find a boyfriend a year ago, why? Forgot everything?"

Nan Zhi: Er...

Why is everyone forced to marry? Is 22 too old?
Nan Zhi smiled and said, "There's no rush."

"You are not in a hurry, but we are in a hurry! Do you know how these older leftover women come here?" Murong's mother gave Nan Zhi a sideways look, "It was just not in a hurry at first, but later they became leftover women."

"I'm still young." Nan Zhi smiled and looked at Murong's mother.

"Your Aunt Zhao's daughter also thought she was young at first, and sometimes she was not in a hurry, but now she is 32 and doesn't have a boyfriend yet."

Nan Zhi smiled awkwardly, the feeling of being urged to marry by her parents is really indescribable, and then immediately assured: "I will definitely not do this."

Murong's mother took a look at Nan Zhi, "Of course you can't do this, if you do, I'll go to City A to bother you every day."

Nan Zhi: Hehe...

"If my daughter says she's not in a hurry, she's not in a hurry. If she's not in a hurry, it's useless for you to be in a hurry."

Nan Zhi followed the voice and saw that Murong's father was sitting on the sofa, constantly flipping through the newspaper.

"You old man, I think my daughter's personality is just up to you, she's always in a hurry, and she's not in a hurry." Murong's mother walked up to Murong's father, and pulled his newspaper, "What do you think? Who is to blame for a daughter who can't get married and becomes a leftover girl?"

"Isn't this a leftover girl?" Murong's father took a look at Murong's mother, then took the newspaper in her hand and read it, "I'll let her arrange her daughter's affairs by herself, what are you worrying about, Xiaotong She also fought, she has her own plan."

"Yes! Yes!" Nan Zhi nodded, and walked to Murong's father.

"It's really..." Murong's mother glanced at the two of them angrily, "I can't speak to you." Then she picked up the apron on the sofa and went to cook.

After seeing Murong's mother walking away, Murong's father stretched out his hand and gave Nan Zhi a high-five, and finally made a proud gesture.

(End of this chapter)