The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Some people are destined to be doomed.

If there is no first sight, there is no need to encounter those unbearable tortures.

For example, she would not ignore Fu Shiyu, whom she already liked, because of Shen Ye.

But then I thought, if there is no Yugu and Yugu's plan, what setbacks are there?

But when it comes to Yugu, his father, Nan Zhongyuan, is bound to be mentioned.

If his father hadn't met Yugu and Jingwen, would his heart have always been with his mother Jiang Qi?

For a lifetime, I will never forget.

It's a pity that my father didn't want to become like this, he hoped that nothing had happened more than anyone else.

So Nanzhi thought over and over again, what does it have to do with them.

After getting up, she left without turning her head to look at Shen Ye again.

Shen Ye lowered her eyes, and when she was about to say something, she saw Nan Zhixin walking aside, her slender back was full of sadness.

He wants to say.

Sincerely, congratulations.

But the phone was already hung up, and he really had no chance to convey it in person.

Shen Ye got up, walked a few steps, and suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

He is sick.

Very serious illness.

This may have something to do with his childhood and being used by Yugu as a pawn.

If the things in your heart are too serious, you will easily generate resentment.

When resentment is heavy, it will naturally affect the health of the body.

Heart disease, but no heart medicine.

At the corner, Fu Shiyu was leaning against the wall, squinting his eyes and looking out the window.

Nan Zhixin coughed dryly, Second Master heard the sound, turned his head, stepped forward quickly, and held her hand: "Are you ready?"

She smiled reluctantly, but was a little embarrassed: "I quarreled with him."

"Oh." Fu Shiyu was suspicious for a moment, "What's the matter with Shen Ye, silly girl?"

Nan Zhixin's hand fell on Fu Shiyu's palm, frowned, and thought deeply: "That's right, what's the matter between me and Shen Ye?"

But I just can't get angry.

Raising his hand, he rubbed his fingernails against Nan Zhixin's tall nose, and he smiled lightly: "Silly girl."

Nan Zhixin sneered: "Just think I'm stupid."

No matter how stupid he is, he is still his treasure.

This is normal.

When meeting Shen Ye, Second Master took Nan Zhixin to make clothes in order to relieve his mood.

Nan Zhixin shook her head, puzzled: "There are a lot of clothes at home, what else do you specialize in?"

Fu Shiyu was gentle, and opened the door for his wife, with a soft voice: "That's different."

Nan Zhixin smiled wryly: "It's different."

"You are very special now. If the days are longer, your stomach..." Before Fu Shiyu finished speaking, Nan Zhixin said naturally.

"Then buy maternity clothes?"

"But I still want to order a few suits." As soon as Fu Shiyu entered, he took the ruler from the waiter and put it in Nan Zhixin's palm, "Madam, I'm sorry."

"I'll measure it for you?" Nan Zhixin looked at herself.

Fu Shiyu raised his eyebrows, the implication was too obvious.

He doesn't want women other than Nan Zhixin to have intimate contact with him.

Nanzhi patted his forehead angrily, and looked at him lazily: "Okay, little ancestor, I'll measure it for you."

Fu Shiyu held the ruler and his hand tightly, and then brought him into the fitting room.

Nan Zhixin proudly raised her chin: "Okay, take off your coat, and I'll measure it for you?"

The second master frowned: "Only the coat?"

Nan Zhixin flattened her lips and moved her eyes down: "You often order clothes, so there should be your size?"

I am deeply suspicious of Er Ye's attempt.

It's like... like it was done on purpose.

Nan Zhixin put her fingers on his waist and said concisely: "You did it on purpose."

"If I didn't mean it, surely the silly girl wouldn't talk nonsense with me?" Fu Shiyu took two steps back and sat down.

He carried a chair for Nan Zhixin, and pulled him into his arms, "Madam, do you want to measure your waist?"

"...Shi Yu, is your waist okay?"

"I'm alright, madam doesn't know?" Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes, held her finger, and landed on his wrist, "Where do you measure it?"

With great interest, Nan Zhixin quickly got up, walked around behind the other party, and purposely wrapped the ruler around the other party's neck.

Second Master lay comfortably with his eyes closed.

Nevermind.

When he was quiet, his handsome face was even more charming.

The soft light in the fitting room hit his face.

Nan Zhixin looked at her husband, reached out to take the ruler away, and concentrated on doing things.

A few minutes later, she called out softly, "Shi Yu, get up quickly."

Fu Shiyu hummed, opened his eyes, and smiled: "Madam wants me to get up?"

"Yes, get up." Nan Zhixin looked calm.

If you can’t get up, how can you measure it?

Fu Shiyu was obedient, stood up, and opened his hands.

Nan Zhixin took the ruler and went to measure it. After measuring, she glanced at it with tears in her eyes.

"so skinny."

Fu Shiyu bowed his head and said sweetly: "Thank you, Madam, for your compliment."

Nan Zhi's confidantes slandered him.

I'm pregnant, but I don't have a thin waist from time to time, I'm really angry.

"Make clothes with you, I feel inferior." She smiled.

Fu Shiyu listened to it, and asked teasingly, "Well, I won't do it."

"Don't." Nan Zhixin hugged his arm, reluctant to give up the beauty of the prosperous age, "Let me measure it for you."

She grabbed the hem of his clothes and waved her hand down: "Come down a little."

Fu Shiyu lowered his head, but before he could react, his wife had already tiptoed and tapped on his nose.

He was stunned, and touched his nose with his fingers: "Silly girl, dare to sneak attack?"

"No way, being too handsome will make women too tolerant." Nan Zhixin's fingertips traced the outline of Fu Shiyu's profile.

Unfortunately, it shouldn't be teased.

In the end, she paid a heavy price for it.

Perhaps the people standing outside realized something and exited the room one after another.

The door closed, Nan Zhixin and Fu Shiyu looked at each other and smiled.

It was embarrassing and wronged.

Fu Shiyu held Nan Zhixin's wrist with a light tone, too boring, turned around, and leaned forward again.

"I want to unload."

The second master clicked his tongue: "That's still a few months away."

Nan Zhixin lowered her eyes: "I can't always serve you."

The second master understood: "When you give birth, you will come back."

And so.

The couple, the time it took to order a suit can already catch up with the time for everyone to eat together.

But after leaving the door, Zhixin only found out.

This place belongs to the second master.

The implication is that they are either guests or hosts.

The couple went out for a walk before returning home.

Upon arrival, Nan Zhixin took out her mother's diary to look for clues.

With her mother's diary, she can explain clearly to Ning Yuan.

however.

On the third page of the diary, she saw something like this.

【COSCO is a very infatuated person. Seeing his desperate appearance for his first love, I was thinking, I chose the right person.I like such a single-minded man.What a pleasure to meet him.If Jing Wen hadn't left his world, perhaps COSCO would have been very happy. 】

Seeing the diary written by her mother, Nan Zhixin suddenly understood.

It turned out that what she thought was unfair was just an advantage in her mother's eyes.

dedicated?

Yes.

Father is so dedicated to Aunt Jing Wen.

【Sometimes I feel that COSCO is like my idol, he lives in my world, and when I look at him, I feel like a gift from God.Thinking of that day, when Mrs. Ning came to settle accounts with me, COSCO stood up for me and protected me behind me, and I knew that I would never marry him in this life. 】

Mrs. Ning?
It must be Ning Yuan's mother.