Mr. Huo, Ma'am, she's acting like a demon again

"Thank you. I have something else to do..."

Nan Chu stood up straight, his pale face concealing his stubbornness.The disappointment in her heart was revealed from the bottom of her eyes, but she tried her best to maintain indifference.

The man withdrew his emotions just right, expressionless: "Go slowly."

Nan Chu gave a bleak smile, turned around and left step by step.

Looking at her straight back enduring the pain, Huo Xici's cold jawline loosened a bit.

"Mr. Huo, she didn't want the check."

Huo Xici tore the thin piece of paper worth over [-] million in half: "Tell my father that there is no need to arrange blind dates for me."

Tang Jing nodded and was about to leave when Huo Xici's cold voice came from behind: "There is also her, send someone to follow, and report to me about any actions."

Thinking about it carefully, Nan Chu's two appearances were too coincidental. Her identity was a mystery, and there were too many uncertainties for him. He needed a "wife" who could control her.

And he rejected her request. Judging from the woman's leaving expression, she should not give up easily. He wanted to know how she would complete the plan.

……

Nan Chu walked a long distance from the villa before he got a taxi, enduring the pain all over his body, and returned to Hua's house.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang, she picked it up and looked, her eyes darkened, it was her uncle Hua Hongzhi.

The suffocation feeling that she was strangled by his hands in the previous life swept over instantly. She fell down on the sofa, clutching her chest tightly, panting like a dying fish.

It took more than ten seconds for her to slow down when the phone's ringtone disappeared.

Nan Chu took a glass of cold water with trembling hands, drank it all in one gulp, his eyes became colder.

Sooner or later she has to face it and cannot escape.

Taking out her mobile phone, she called Hua Hongzhi back: "Uncle, I was in the kitchen just now, so I didn't hear you."

"Ruan Ruan is sick, remember to bring food here."

The voice was as elegant and gentle as she heard before she died.

If she hadn't witnessed the cruelty of this family, she might still be kept in the dark.

It's just a niece with a different surname, and raising her is just treating her as a servant.

A sneer appeared on Nan Chu's lips, deliver food?Yes, she doesn't mind giving them an extra "surprise".

Walking into the kitchen, she skillfully cut the lotus root, washed the pork ribs, blanched them in hot water, and then put them into a casserole for slow cooking.

Over the years, the three members of the Hua family have enjoyed her cooking skills.

An hour later, Nan Chu sprinkled a small bag of pale white powder into the soup, which was a "good thing" she specially ordered for her uncle and aunt.

Cousin Hua Ruanruan can only eat sick meals provided by the hospital due to physical reasons.

When Nan Chu arrived at the hospital with a thermos, Hua Hongzhi complained face to face: "Why are you here so late, do you know that your aunt and I are about to starve to death?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle, I didn't know beforehand, it's a bit late to prepare the ingredients."

She bowed her head obediently, put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and threw a pen into the fake flower vase beside her.

Aunt Zhuang Ya hurriedly walked up to her husband and said, "Okay, okay, since the child is here, let's not say a few words."

He seemed to be speaking for her, but actually fanned the flames, implying that Nan Chu deliberately dawdled and didn't want to come.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, at this moment, in her previous life, she must be thanking her aunt foolishly.

"sister……"

At this time, Hua Ruanruan who was lying on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, and stretched out his delicate hand towards Nan Chu.

After all, she grew up together, and she loved her cousin very much. Seeing her pale face, Nan Chu felt a little pain in his heart, so he hurried over and held her hand.

"Ruan Ruan, don't be afraid, you will definitely get better."

Words of comfort blurted out, and it was true that she hoped her cousin would recover.

Hua Ruanruan buried her head on her shoulder, weeping, and didn't lie down until she was tired.

"You have a good rest, my sister will come to see you at night."

After greeting my uncle and aunt, Nan Chu left with an empty thermos.

As soon as she walked out of the hospital gate, her expression sank.

What she threw into the vase was a recording pen.

When she came to deliver meals at night, she took the opportunity to take out the pen and take it home.

Sitting at the table, Nan Chu pressed the play button.