The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

As agreed in advance, the two went to Nan's Group together, one pretended to discuss business, and the other did what he wanted to do.

Fu Shiyu was worried that Nan Zhixin wouldn't be able to cope, so when he was brought into the box at the door to discuss the plan, he turned his head and said seriously, "I'll send you a message later."

"Okay." From Shi Yu's gaze, Nan Zhixin glimpsed his momentary impatience, like dark clouds covering him, and the brilliant light that can only be found after clearing the clouds and fog.

Nan Zhixin turned her face away in thought, stopped there, turned around after a while, took a step, and slowly turned around the corridor and turned into the office.

At the corner of the corridor, there was a potted bonsai with broad branches and leaves, but on the bonsai, the emerald green branches and leaves were huge, covered with water droplets, shining by the cold white light of the company, quite beautiful.

Carrying her bag, she stopped in the chairman's office, raised her palm, and gently knocked on the door.

A muffled voice sounded from inside.

"Come in." After the sound, he pushed open the door, but saw a middle-aged man with gray hair sitting in the office.

He stood up and pointed at Nan Zhixin, with a faint smile covering the corner of his mouth, "Brother Zhongyuan, this...is this your daughter?"

Nan Zhixin turned her eyes to look at this middle-aged man who looked very simple and honest. She didn't know how to describe him well, but she could vaguely feel that the smile in the corner of his eyes was kind.

"When I left, this child was still so young, and he called him uncle." The middle-aged man may have seen the surprise and puzzlement in Nan Zhixin's calm eyes, and scratched helplessly. Scratching his flat head, "Qinxin, I am your Uncle Yun."

Uncle Yun?
Nan Zhixin has no memory anymore, even people who used to pester him when he was young, he will forget it inexplicably, after all, he is old and his memory is not good.

She gave a dry cough, and looked at the people in the office, feeling a little embarrassed and helpless.

As for those videos, she seemed to have to press down first, to deal with this Uncle Yun who was very friendly and gentle to her in a trance.

"Uncle Yun, are you back today?"

Speaking of it, many things my father did were hard to understand. If I could build a good relationship with his good friend, I might be able to learn the secrets of my father.

After making up her mind, she went to the pool, took a clean cup, and asked Uncle Yun what he liked.

Uncle Yun didn't pay much attention. He looked at Nan Zhixin with a smile on his face and said, "Anything is fine, as long as you, a girl, pour it for me."

I don't know whether it's embarrassment or suspicion, but she held the transparent water cup and put the tea leaves, but lost her mind during the brewing process.

It was Uncle Yun who saw it and reminded her with a smile, so that he would not make a mistake.

"Uncle Yun, thank you." Nan Zhixin took the water glass with both hands and handed it to the middle-aged man in front of him.

The man remembered something, took out a big red envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Nan Zhixin: "This is the wedding gift that Uncle Yun has prepared for you a long time ago."

Nan Zhixin looked at the red envelope and smiled dumbly, "For me?"

"Yes, the red envelopes for you and the young master of the Fu family. Isn't this your marriage and I haven't even had time to participate?"

In Nan Zhixin's eyes, the middle-aged man in front of him is more easy-going and humorous than his father. More importantly, he has many smiles on his face. A light smile will shorten the distance between people .

"Oh, thank you." The red envelope was accepted, and she was not too alienated and alienated, even though she glanced at her father's face, the sky was so gloomy as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

Nan Zhongyuan didn't pay attention to his daughter, his fingers undoubtedly flipped through the documents in his hand, and asked abruptly, "Why do you want to go back to the company?"

But at such important moments, Nan Zhixin will answer carefully: "It's time to go back to the company on important matters, and I will come with him."

This excuse made her a little flustered, she thought she would take the initiative to make amends to her husband at night.

Sure enough, Nan Zhongyuan then talked about the plan and asked Nan Zhixin what he thought.

This gave Nan Zhi a headache. Before she left, she only heard that Shi Yu said there was a plan, and she didn't know the specific content. Under such circumstances, it would not be appropriate to make up anything casually, "Dad, you know Yes, my daughter doesn't care about anything, I just design."

Although it sounds a little arrogant, but it can be regarded as a smooth escape from the father's boring conversation.

But Nan Zhongyuan suddenly put the document aside, held the pen with his finger, and tapped on the black log table, "You don't care about anything?"

Nan Zhixin's throat was raised to his throat, very heavy and frustrated: "What did you say wrong?"

"It's nothing." He couldn't fail to see the perfunctory look in his daughter's eyes. Obviously, the reason for planning the case was false, and the real purpose of coming here may be something else.

Uncle Yun next to him was speechless, and frowned boredly. After a long thought, he turned his face to stare at Nan Zhixin, and took out another small sweet orange from his pocket, "Zhixin, eat some fruit."

"Thank you, Uncle Yun." Nan Zhixin's fingers on his knees were actually a little nervous, and Uncle Yun, who was sitting nearby, had already witnessed this scene.

At this moment, Nan Zhongyuan put a newspaper on the table. His tone seemed peaceful at first, but his expression made Nan Zhixin aware of it.

Father doubted himself.

He suspected that he had done the matter between Shen Ye and Nan Yuli.

Without further hesitation, she got up, and her slender white fingers had already grasped the newspaper.

From the look on his father's face, he was gloomy, calm and unhappy. Nan Zhixin looked over from where she was standing, and felt that her father was shielded in the corner of the swivel chair, and he was still unable to come out to stand with her. together.

Just like at this moment, she couldn't understand why her father's sullen eyes came from.

"Dad, I've already read this newspaper." Nan Zhixin put the newspaper away, no matter how hurt her heart was, she smiled softly, "After I read it, I was surprised by Nan Yuli and Shen Ye. Just getting married can spread such wonderful scandals."

"Wonderful, intimate, you said these scandals are wonderful?" Nan Zhongyuan never expected his daughter to say such a thing, but he also knew that his daughter hated Yuli and Shen Ye, but he would inevitably be filled with emotion.

"That's right, it's wonderful."

Nan Zhixin took a step forward, frowning and looking at Nan Zhongyuan's face, usually she didn't want to disobey her father and make him feel uncomfortable, but after a long time, the confusion in her heart was like a ball of wool, as long as a key step was broken, It will be difficult to form a group.

"Dad, since we were young, no matter which one Nan Yuli and I made mistakes, you will always stand by his side, why?" Her voice was hoarse, she took two steps forward, and dropped her hands heavily on the table, "I also checked the blood type last time. I am your biological daughter."

A biological daughter is no more than an adopted daughter, and in Nan Zhixin's place, it's like a bowl of water.

dong dong.

Fu Shiyu, who ended the meeting early, knocked on the office door...