The contract is set: Mr. Su will be captured obediently

He held Fan Weila's shoulders, took her out, waved at the door, and a maid came over immediately, he smiled and said, "Let's go, help us clean up another room and come out."

They walked downstairs to the guest room area when they heard a roar from the back room.

But within 10 minutes, the maids came out after tidying up a guest room, Nan Gongli waved away the crowd, and entered the room with Fan Weila.

"Nangongli, Nangongli, it's a pity that you don't want to be an actor." Fan Weila joked as she looked at Nangongli who collapsed into the sofa as soon as the door was closed.

Nangong Li smiled charmingly: "To each other, this is the first time I've discovered that you have the talent to be a little white rabbit, and you really pretended to be a playboy rich girl who doesn't understand anything, usually has a big temper, and is in a daze when things happen. .”

"It's okay." Fan Weila dropped the disguise, returned to her original appearance, sat down on the sofa, took a sip of the red wine in front of her, and said disdainfully, "It's still far worse than my sister."

"Fortunately, I asked my brother to get an antidote in advance, otherwise, I really wouldn't have noticed the trick she played in the cake just now, and now she is really caught in bed." Nangongli remembered that the cake had just been served. When he came up, he could smell some medicine in it.

Fan Weila smiled, and suddenly approached him: "I didn't expect you to be trained by your brother for a while this time, and you will still improve a lot."

Nangongli looked at the charming face in front of him, held back his heartbeat, and pushed her away: "What nonsense, my young master has always been so good, okay?"

"Tch, you know how to boast." Fan Weila stood up: "I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed first, for the sake of your performance today, I will give you a bed."

Fan Weila came out of the shower, and was arranging her dried hair with her hands, but saw Nangong Li lying on the sofa, looking at her mobile phone, she couldn't help asking: "Didn't I tell you to sleep on the bed?"

"Young Master, I wouldn't be so tasteless and let a woman sleep on the sofa." Nangongli moved the phone away and looked at her with a handsome face.

Fan Weila pulled back the quilt, lay down and said, "When did I say I was going to sleep on the sofa, this bed is 3 meters wide, what's so difficult about sleeping two people?" She adjusted the quilt on herself: "Don't worry, I won't be so tasteless, what would I do to you."

Nangongli stood up, got into the quilt, lay down, and turned his back to her: "This young master is a gentleman, so I'm not afraid of you."

"Okay, then I'll turn off the light and go to sleep." Fan Weila pressed the switch, and the room was plunged into darkness.

She lay back on her quilt again, and after a while, both of them got used to the light in the room, Fan Vera's voice sounded: "Nangongli, thank you for today."

"Why are you being polite, we are helping each other after all." Nangong Li put his hands under his neck and said with a smile.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to cooperate."

The room was quiet again. After a while, Nangongli asked, "By the way, didn't you say you have a half-brother? Why didn't you see it today?"

"Tch, he is currently studying in state A and will return to country M in two years, but he is a dude. I saw him playing as a model when I was in country F last time, and even accompanied that model to fashion week." Fan Wei La said disdainfully.

"In short, people in our family, including my own father, I don't regard them as relatives. Everyone wants me to die quickly, and then completely occupy my grandfather's inheritance and mother's dowry."

"Also, the room just now is not my room at all. I come back once a year. Where did the room come from? It's just that they reserved a room for me, but it's actually for the sake of looking good."

Nangongli didn't know why, but from her words at this moment, she could hear the deep loneliness. He stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, I will support you from now on."

Fan Weila saw the hand on the shoulder, looked at him, a warm current flashed in her heart, but she still had a look of indifference on her face, and smiled: "Don't, I can't hold Master Nangong's thigh, It is better to rely on ourselves than to rely on the sky and the earth, we will help each other in the future."

Nangongli withdrew her hand, ignoring the strangeness in her heart, and said teasingly, "That's right, you, Fan Weila, are the queen of the fashion industry, so what are you afraid of?"

"Hey, hey, don't flatter me, it's not like you. Well, go to sleep, and get up early tomorrow and meet those annoying people." She lay down on her back, straightened the quilt, and closed her eyes.

Nangongli also lay down on his back, looked at the ceiling, put his hands on his neck, and said softly, "Good night."

The next morning, when the alarm clock sounded, Fan Weila woke up leisurely. She quickly turned off the alarm clock and looked at Nangongli who was still sleeping peacefully. She got out of bed gently, and then walked towards the bathroom. go.

"Vera, where are you going?" Nangongli's voice sounded leisurely.

Fan Vera was taken aback, then turned around: "Are you awake?"

"Well, where are you going when you get up so early?" Nangongli sat up, it wasn't bright outside the curtains, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

"I... went to see my mother." Fan Weila's voice was a little low, not at all like her usual.

Nangong Li sat up and said, "I'll go with you."

"You..." Fan Weila was puzzled, then smiled and said, "That's fine."

The two of them washed up briefly, and then went out. Because it was still early, there were no servants in the villa. Fan Weila wore a simple white shirt and black trousers today. Although it was simple, it was not in the slightest It affects her good figure, and Nangongli is similar to what she wears, with a simple gray shirt on top and light brown pants on the bottom.

The two came to the backyard and passed the bush of roses, which were planted by Fan Weila's mother back then. She cherished them very much. Even after leaving Fan's house, she arranged for someone to take good care of them.

Fan Weila paused, and said to Nangongli: "I'll go and water my mother's bush first."

"Okay." Nangongli followed behind her, watching her pick up the watering can and carefully take care of every flower.

Then I picked up the scissors next to me, carefully selected a few, cut them off, and then picked some from the baby's breath next to me, and tied the bouquet together with my own red hair band.

"My grandpa said before that my mother is very like this baby's breath, always exuding gentle charm, although her favorite is red roses, and it is for this reason that my mother planted red roses and roses in her husband's house. The sky is full of stars, but what she found is not someone who really likes her." Fan Weila lowered her head, arranging the bouquet, her tone was very flat, but her back squatting there was very lonely.

For the first time, Nangongli felt stupid, and didn't know how to comfort her.

Fan Weila sighed heavily, and stood up: "But it's okay, I believe she must be very happy in heaven, now she has grandparents with her, and there may be even better uncles who like her."

Nangongli held her shoulder: "Let's go, Vera, let's go see my mother-in-law."

Fan Weila walked, regained her mood, and suddenly smiled: "I found that you are really good, you know how to call my mother and mother-in-law, and you also know to call my father, Mr. Fan."

She naturally heard Nangongli calling her father 'Mr. Fan' yesterday, and she felt very powerful at that time.

"Of course, if you don't like it, I will definitely clean it up for you." Nangong Li said with a smile, the tenderness in his eyes was rare and intoxicating.

Fan Weila restrained the throbbing in her heart, clenched her fist and hammered him on the chest, jokingly said: "I find that you are really loyal, and I really did not choose the wrong cooperation with you."

Nangongli was almost taken aback by her sudden punch, and wanted to say something, but saw Fan Weila's expression suddenly became serious, looking into the distance, he looked up, he knew, this is Fan Weila Let's go to my mother's grave.

Fan Weila told him that Fan Weila's mother liked the mountain behind Fan's family very much, and her last wish before she died was to place the tomb on this mountain, facing the sea, where the sun could be seen at any time , hear the wind, and be with nature.

Fan Weila gently placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, then gently wiped off the dust with her hands, and looked at the photo of the gentle smiling woman on the tombstone.

"Mom, I'm here to see you." Fan Weila said with a smile: "I brought your favorite rose, and the baby's breath that most resembles you. Do you look good?"

Her eyes were filled with tears unconsciously, but she tried not to shed them: "Mom, do you know that the flowers you planted in the backyard look beautiful now, and Xiao Liu is taking care of them carefully every day. It was just picked, take a look."

Nangongli put his palm on her shoulder and patted her lightly as a sign of comfort. He knelt in front of the tombstone, looked at the photo on the tombstone with a smile and said, "My lord, I am your son-in-law, Vera's wife, Don't worry, I will take good care of Vera in the future, and I will definitely not let her be wronged."

Fan Weila stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say, her eyes were usually charming and charming, but now she was frowning, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Nangongli pressed her head on his shoulder: "Vera, cry if you want, I will accompany you."

Fan Weila leaned on his shoulder, smelling the man's scent on his body, it was warm and hard, she felt the support for the first time, she sobbed softly at first, then couldn't hold it back, her tears seemed to open the valve, unstoppable It dripped down and wet half of his shirt.

And Nangong Li didn't mind at all, he just hugged her quietly, and the two hugged tightly in the sea breeze.

Everyone in Fan Zhai had already woken up. Nan Gongfeng and Fan Zhaosheng were sitting in the lobby chatting.

"Why aren't Ah Li and Vera getting up yet?" Wen Can asked with concern.

The maid who went up to call for someone came down, and said in a panic, "Missy and uncle are not in the room."

Wen Can took out his mobile phone, but both of them couldn't get through. His face was full of doubts: "Where did these two go so early in the morning?"

"Where is Second Miss Fan, are some young people going out?" Wen Can asked casually.