The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Nan Zhixin came out of the company and went to Anfu Hotel for a meal.

Sister Song stood at the door wearing a red cheongsam, looked at her smiling face, and asked dully: "One day I was as excited as a chicken blood, I said, what are you thinking?"

The black high-heeled shoes under her feet swayed lightly, and Nan Zhixin supported her temples comfortably, "I can make my love rival suffer in no time."

Sister Song crossed her arms, without thinking: "Mr. Fu Shiyu is afraid of melting if you hold it in the palm of your hand, and afraid of falling if you hold it in the palm of your hand. Are you still afraid that he likes other women?"

Fu Shiyu used to be kind to Nan Zhixin, and Sister Song saw everything in her eyes, and the man she liked, Su Heng, always complained about Nan Zhixin.

Nature has its own unique views on this matter.

"That's not true. My family is very talented, and there are many women who covet him. I didn't know how good he was before, but now that I'm married to him, of course I have to be careful."

Nan Zhixin walked in, leaned back on the sofa, and calmly asked, "By the way, what have you been doing lately?"

This so-called Qingqing is a well-known domestic designer who has participated in many design competitions on behalf of the company.

Basically, as long as she is around, the design awards will belong to her.

But she is too career-minded, she is almost in her third year, and she refuses to fall in love.

In China, many people say that she is cold and not cute, and that she doesn't even have a true friend.

But in fact, if someone calls her, she must arrive without stopping.

This person is Nan Zhixin.

Of course, Sister Song's Anfu Hotel is Qingqing's usual hotel, so Nan Zhixin came to see her, she didn't have to think about it, she knew to go straight to Anfu Hotel to meet her.

At that time, he was wearing a red shirt and skirt, with long curly hair, and was carrying a red leather bag in his hand.

Seeing Nan Zhixin, he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Heh, I thought you had forgotten your promise with me." Wei Wei looked coldly, annoyed at Nan Zhixin.

The two people often disagreed in the past, the main reason was that Wei Wei felt unworthy of Nan Zhixin's choice of a man like Shen Ye.

But my good sister likes it, and her brain will never be enlightened.

If it weren't for Nan Zhixin's change of mind and marrying Fu Shiyu later, perhaps Wei Qing would not have met Nan Zhixin because he hated iron.

"It's so ruthless, you, Gentleman, you abandoned me after that quarrel." Nan Zhixin sat on the sofa aggrievedly, muttering.

"Am I ruthless? I hope you will have more brains." Gently pointing your index finger on Nan Zhixin's forehead, "It's because I know you are not compatible with Shen Ye that I annoy you. If a Stranger, see if I can tell you."

A professional woman like Qingqing regards a high-quality warm man like Shiyu as a benchmark for her future husband.

For this reason, Nan Zhixin looked disgusted at the beginning, and must have fought and argued endlessly.

The person who witnessed the two of them quarreling and getting red-faced was Sister Song behind her.

Sister Song made a cup of coffee for the two of them, and sat down with a smile: "Now your sister is marrying the type you like, gently, you shouldn't quarrel with this little girl, right?"

Gently took off the sunglasses, lifted her chin arrogantly, the tear mole at the corner of her eye was charming and charming.

Nan Zhixin's fingers fell on her chin, while the other hand grabbed the lightly curly hair, and shouted very rudely: "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman hasn't married yet."

He clenched his fist lightly, "Say more."

Nan Zhixin watched her clamp her hands, smiled sadly, and explained obediently: "Baby is wrong, okay, let go now."

Weiqing rarely sees her good sister Nan Zhixin, she is in a good mood, as soon as she sits down, she asks why she is called here.

Nan Zhixin put her hands on the back of her head, and she could see her fine figure at a glance.

There was a smile on the porcelain-like face: "Qing, I remember that I showed you my design drawings, right?"

"That's right, you have the talent to be a designer. That's it." She supported Nan Zhixin's head with her fingers, "Love brain, it won't last long."

Back then, she persuaded Nan Zhixin many times to let her agree to learn design together and participate in competitions.

But Nan Zhixin thinks of her childhood sweetheart Shen Ye every day, and every day for the other party, she finally wiped out her ambition.

If she refuses to listen, she can only let her develop at will.

Seeing that such a design master as Qingqing praised him, Nan Zhixin became very excited.

"That is to say, is there still time for me, Nan Zhixin?" She turned her eyes, leaned her face, and put her index finger on her chin lightly, "Look into my eyes, oh, tell me."

Wei Wei was stunned, she raised her hand and put it on Nan Zhixin's forehead, ruthlessly: "I have a fever, no, why are you crazy if you don't have a fever?"

Scholars can bear it, what can't bear it.

Nan Zhixin looked at Wei Qing who was laughing loudly, raised his other hand, and tightly covered the other's lips: "Don't laugh, listen to me."

In an instant, his cold eyes were deep, gloomy and grotesque, and he was no longer the innocent look just now.

She withdrew her white palms and regained her seriousness: "Min Qingqing got my design drawings from somewhere, and now she uses them to attract my husband's attention."

Borrowing blueprints is fine, but stealing blueprints and cheating your husband is unforgivable.

After lightly looking at the drawings designed by Nan Zhixin, his eyebrows and eyes passed Nan Zhixin's face, and he asked her intently: "What do you want to do?"

"I want her to be deeply involved in the plagiarism scandal. In this way, she will definitely not be able to stay by Shi Yu's side any longer." Under Nan Zhixin's pretty face, there was a weird smile.

Gentle and Sister Song looked at each other, and found that this little goblin was still the same as before, she had a way of pranking people, and she didn't like to show mercy.

"Okay, then I'll congratulate you in advance. If you win, remember to treat your guests to dinner." Gently put one hand on Nan Zhixin's shoulder, and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose to her eyes, "I said, Zhixin, why did you become a So, do you have any secrets that you haven’t told us?”

Nan Zhixin leaned back, and in her lazy voice, she concealed it very well: "It's nothing, it's probably because she's married and has someone to rely on, and she can't get used to it."

"No, no." Qingqing raised her beautiful eyes and approached, with a rare and strange tone, "You used to be so good to Shen Ye, but now you are willing to marry Mr. Fu, dear, tell me, is it Fu?" What is it about you, sir?"

"Yeah, I'm fascinated by Shi Yu." Nan Zhixin also gracefully and calmly found a good topic, "I'm fascinated by everything about him, and I'm so fascinated that I want to follow him for the rest of my life and never leave him."

"Never leave?" Qingqing likes to take the lead in kowtowing CP the most, caressing Nan Zhixin's face, gossiping, "Really, you will never leave Mr. Fu?"

"Yes." When Nan Zhixin said this, the smile disappeared on her palm-sized face, and her eyes were like deep pools, unfathomable.

She will not allow herself to live as a joke again, let alone allow Shi Yu to die for herself!

New and old grudges, pen pen liquidation!