Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Cheng Nuo twitched the corners of his mouth. Apart from the fact that the material looked good, he didn't think that dress was so pretty.

When the person sent by Yang Zhihao heard Miaomiao's words, the corners of his mouth twitched and he emphasized: "Miss, you misunderstood, this is not from Mr. Fu, but from our young master! Miss Cheng is now our young master." woman."

Miaomiao's stunned expression could fill another egg. She just wanted to ask Cheng Nuo what's going on?

But she had already been taken to make up by the stylist, so Miaomiao had no choice but to ask the leader, "Your young master? Who is it?"

He smiled slightly, as if answering the question very proudly: "Of course our young master is the young and famous Yang Zhihao."

After saying that, he quickly patted his mouth twice: "No, no, our young master's name, that's what I can call directly."

Seeing his sissy appearance, Miaomiao couldn't bear to shake off the hair on her body, followed in, and saw Cheng Nuo changing her clothes with a face of embarrassment, watching her covering the front and the back, It's funny no matter how you look at it.

Miaomiao went over and pulled her hands down: "Oh, what are you covering?"

The back of Cheng Nuo's skirt was hollowed out. Although there was a collar in the front, the part on the chest was made of gauze, so the faint light inside was faintly visible. She felt that it didn't suit her, but it suited Miaomiao.

The dress itself is playful, cute and slightly sexy. Miaomiao's figure is really good, with a protruding front and back, and a watery face. Aunt Tian and Uncle Tian raised this girl white and tender, and she is not as big as a daughter in a boudoir the difference.

Miaomiao pushed her bound hands and feet to the mirror: "Hey, don't you look pretty?"

Cheng Nuo was helpless, even a little frustrated, hugging the pillow and letting the stylist arranged by Yang Zhihao fiddle with it.

Miaomiao lay lazily on the table, asking her all kinds of questions and interrogating her all the time.

Cheng Nuo could only tell her the whole story of going to Nan'an, and told her to stop talking nonsense.

"Ouch, Xiao Nuo, don't worry, I'm sure I won't talk nonsense." Miaomiao patted her chest to assure her, and she was extremely excited, covering her mouth and laughing happily: "Xiao Nuo, you can work hard tonight. Kill that woman Yang Meiling."

Cheng Nuo closed her eyes and said calmly, "Miaomiao, you're overthinking. Given the relationship between Yang Meiling and Yang Zhihao, how could she be mad at such a thing?"

Miaomiao just heard her say that although Yang Zhihao and Yang Meiling are half-brothers, their relationship is extremely bad. If this is the case, what kind of woman Yang Zhihao looks for does not seem to have much influence on Yang Meiling.

Then Cheng Nuo sneered and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I pissed her off, and I think she is too cheap."

For a moment, Miaomiao saw in the mirror that the smile on her mouth was as sinister as a ghost, and she shuddered suddenly: "Xiao Nuo, I found that you are really more and more like the vicious female partner in the novel."

There was a long smile on Cheng Nuo's lips, but she was charming: "Really? How is it compared to Yang Meiling?"

"Of course there is no comparison." Miaomiao shook her head: "Our little Nuo is beautiful, how can he compare with that kind of light-splashing vixen, and I don't know how many men have slept with him. Thinking about it makes me sick."

Cheng Nuo frowned: "How did you know that?"

Miaomiao patted her forehead with a powder puff: "Oh, I said don't wrinkle your eyebrows, people are not easy to draw."

The stylist gave Miaomiao a grateful look, and she smiled again and said, "Who told you not to pay attention to the school's official forum? Didn't there be a storm in the forum before? Later, for some reason, the post was blocked. Deleted, all posts about her during that time cannot be published, maybe the school is suppressing it!"

Cheng Nuo has never been interested in gossip, but now it's different: "What else was said in the post?"

"The relationship between her and her adoptive father is not simple, and there are also photos of them. Although they are adoptive fathers, their manners are a bit too intimate." Miaomiao said it lightly at first, but halfway through the sentence, she also noticed the tricks in it:

"But now that I think about it, maybe there is such a thing. Otherwise, why would the old man be willing to merge his company with the company of the woman surnamed Fu? It wasn't Yang Meiling who made a bridge in the middle."

Cheng Nuo listened silently. It seemed that she was free, so she had to investigate Yang Meiling's adoptive father.

Miaomiao didn't seem to want to waste any more words on Yang Meiling, and asked strangely: "Xiao Nuo, why did you choose to cooperate with Yang Zhihao instead of Mr. Fu? I think he treats you very well."

Cheng Nuo didn't tell her about Fu Chenxi's stay in Nan'an, because many things were only guesses. If Miaomiao told her grandma, her guesses would be groundless, and she wouldn't be able to explain them at that time.

Now, Fu Chenxi's words gave her a feeling full of contradictions and full of loopholes, but for some reason, she was still unwilling to believe that he was lying. He said that his enemies were Lu Yixuan and Fu Anyi's mother and son.

That's because what made him acquiesce in them taking her father's things?

What Fu Anyi wants must be beneficial to her, so there's no need for him to do that!
Even if he didn't want to keep her father's relics for her, if it was her, it would be beneficial to the enemy. She would rather throw it away than give it up to others. That's why she felt that there must be some secret between Fu Chenxi and Fu Anyi.

While thinking about it, the grandma who woke up heard the movement downstairs and pushed the door in. Seeing that she was putting on makeup, she also knew that it was related to tonight's charity auction: "Xiao Nuo, are you really sure?"

In fact, Cheng Nuo wasn't sure. She only told grandma a part about her trip to Nan'an this time.

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Grandma, I will try my best to get the old house back."

Grandma nodded, telling her not to force herself too much. Cheng Nuo shook her head and said that she didn't force herself. Grandma's spirit seemed to be much better than in the hospital. She said in a slow tone:

"Xiao Nuo, I went to look at the old house yesterday. Your uncle said that it will be completely repaired. There will be a period of time. The whole family will live in your uncle Tian's house. It is not suitable. Grandma has saved money before Some money, your uncle didn't like it, so he didn't take it away, I counted it, and there was seven or eight hundred, enough for us to rent a house in the countryside."

When Cheng Nuo saw those fragments of five yuan, ten yuan and fifty yuan, and there were even many one and fifty cent coins wrapped in cloth carefully by grandma, the tip of her nose suddenly became sore.

Although Miaomiao looked very uncomfortable, she still quickly handed over the tissue: "Your makeup is messy, don't cry."

Cheng Nuo took a deep breath, and closed the handkerchief grandma put in front of the dressing table again: "Grandma, Xiao Nuo won't ask for this money. If you want to rent a house, Xiao Nuo will do it right away after you finish your work tonight. You don't have to worry about money."

Grandma asked worriedly, "Where do you have any money, Xiao Nuo?"