The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Wei Wei was shocked by Nan Zhixin's indifference and alienation at this moment, feeling like she was in another world.

His eyes are lonely and cold.

"Intimate, intimate?" He whispered in his ear several times before Nan Zhixin came back to his senses and smiled at her.

"Where did we go?" He looked blank and innocent.

"I ask you why you suddenly changed your attitude towards Mr. Fu?"

I gently remember that no matter what affectionate things Mr. Fu did for his good sister before, she would always respond indifferently.

With demeanor changing so much these days, it's hard not to be suspicious.

Nan Zhixin turned her gaze back, her cold voice was emotionless: "Shi Yu deserves my affectionate treatment."

No reason, just worth it.

What he said was really sweet. If Mr. Fu heard what Zhixin said, he would be so excited.

Looking down, I suddenly saw the delicate ankle chain on Nan Zhixin's ankle.

Wei Wei and Sister Song looked at each other in blank dismay.

There was such a reaction only because the two had witnessed with their own eyes the scene where their good friend Nan Zhixin discarded what Fu Shiyu gave him in front of everyone.

For this reason, seeing Nan Zhixin make such a change, he was inexplicably surprised.

"Is this an ankle chain?"

"Yeah." Nan Zhi said softly, "This is a gift from Shi Yu when he went abroad. He and I each have one, which symbolizes our love."

They had already heard about the reason why Fu Shiyu liked to wear ankle chains on Nan Zhixin.
Tie each other to each other, even if we are separated, we can reunite in the next life.

"He put it on for me himself." Nan Zhixin put his fingers on the ankle chain, showing off with a playful smile, "I put it on for him too."

Look at this guy's high-profile display of affection.

The two of them said that they really didn't see it.

Now that they are so tired and crooked, it is hard to imagine the pair of lovers that the two met when they met.

"Okay, Sister Song, gently, I have to go home to make dinner for my husband, so I won't stay any longer." Nan Zhixin walked slowly with her handbag in her high heels.

He called softly: "Ah, I'm going too, give me a walk."

Sister Song sent the two of them to the gate, watching their figures.

Who would have thought that when he turned his eyes, he would see Su Heng leaning on the pillar.

She was surprised, and she put her finger on her lips: "Why are you free today?"

Su Heng kept his eyes on the leaving car, and after a long time, he turned his head and looked at Sister Song: "What is Nan Zhixin doing here?"

Sister Song walked into the house, she was approachable, the red cheongsam on her body made her look like a newcomer: "Come and chat with me."

"Chat with Sister Song." Su Heng quickly followed her, his eyes passed Sister Song's face, he struggled for a long time, and got to the bottom of it, "Did that woman think of some crooked idea to deal with Shi Yu?"

When Sister Song was about to enter the house, she was suddenly stopped by Su Heng.

Su Heng is tall and speaks calmly, but in Fu Shiyu's body, he is more like a mother-in-law.

"You want to know?" Sister Song put her hand on Su Heng's collar, her voice was soft and soft, "I'll tell you if you date me."

Su Heng took his hand away, stared at Sister Song in disbelief, and said very seriously, "I'm not kidding."

"I'm not joking." Sister Song pushed open the door, stepped aside, went in and made him a cup of coffee, and finally asked, "Why didn't you go to work today?"

Su Heng replied slowly: "Today is on vacation."

She came to her on vacation, and Sister Song was very embarrassed. When she walked over with coffee, she deliberately raised her hand.

Su Heng was awkward: "Sister Song, you are not like this in front of them."

"Is that because I like you?" Sister Song gestured to the cheongsam she was wearing, and asked Su Heng gracefully and charmingly, "Mr. Su, do you think my clothes look good today?"

Su Heng doesn't know how to say nice things, but he is still polite: "Very beautiful."

Sister Song saw that he was like a piece of wood, so she took a few steps back with a sad face, and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"Nan Zhixin also accepted Shi Yu's gift. Do you think it's strange? At the beginning, he was always yelling." Su Heng is not embarrassed, he is very good at finding topics to talk about.

Sister Song, who was sitting by the side, would still be emotionally aroused by his topic even if she was not in a good mood.

"What's the matter, they are already husband and wife, and the relationship may be good."

Su Heng was irritable, what was the matter, it was that woman, who caused Shi Yu to cough up blood.

Sister Song had other thoughts, her gaze fell into the distance, she looked at the window for a while, and then at her own fingers.

He even saw his cheongsam sleeves at the end.

The patterns on the top are so pretty.

Unfortunately, Dr. Su Heng doesn't seem interested.

Although she was three years older than Su Heng, she was deeply rooted in love because of Su Heng's rescue.

Every time Su Heng came to her because of Fu Shiyu's business, she would never refuse.

"Sister Song doesn't seem happy?" Su Heng walked up slowly and stared at Sister Song's face.

His complexion is white and his eyes are tired.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Whenever Su Heng saw someone in a bad condition, he would react like a doctor, and his attitude and words were also gentle and considerate.

Bewitched by his eyes, Sister Song moved closer, and then said, "Doctor Su, do you like me?"

Seeing that Su Heng was taken aback and showed a horrified expression, Sister Song didn't want to frighten him, so she quickly shook her hand: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect Dr. Su to be so scared."

Only then did Su Heng recover his spirits.

Nan Zhixin drove Qingqing to the door of the house before going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Once home, put on your apron and hurry to cook.

That skillful posture made it difficult for the servants at home to look away.

My wife didn't do anything before. It turned out that she didn't know how to do it, but she refused to do it.

So you are working so hard now, do you want to please Mr. Fu?
Nan Zhixin heard the whispers among the servants.

She turned around and nodded in agreement: "No, if I don't behave well, your Mr. Fu should find fault with me."

Everyone froze in embarrassment, but they never thought that the wife would reply them kindly.

"Oh, help me go to the room and put the hot water in." Nan Zhixin thought that Fu Shiyu would definitely take a hot bath when he came back, so he ordered gently.

The servant was trembling for a long time, and after realizing it, he quickly ran upstairs.

Fu Shiyu sat on the desk and took a few more glances at the drawings designed by Min Qingqing.

Wang Wu, who was standing by his side, saw his brother frowning, and joked with a smile: "You seem to be very interested in the design drawings drawn by Ms. Min?"

"No, I just feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

Fu Shiyu pressed his fingers on his temples, hesitated for a while, but thought of someone, "Maybe I should go see that designer."

Holding the document, Wang Wu lowered his eyes: "You mean the famous domestic designer Feng Qingwei?"

"Ah."

Fu Shiyu remembered seeing such design drafts from her before. If there was evidence, the little wild cat at home would not have to bother with Min Qingqing.