Mrs. Lu picked it up

He didn't intend to turn on the light, and in the darkness, Lan Miao felt a layer of light burden in his heart.

What Mrs. Nan said was not pleasant, Nan Huai was probably unhappy again.

She took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Nan Huai, I don't need so much money. It's 400 million, thank you for helping me."

"There is such a small deal between us, what is there to thank? My child should be so valuable."

Nan Huai paused, "I don't want 400 million, you can keep it."

Lan Miao wanted to say something, but Nan Huai obviously didn't intend to communicate: "If you don't have anything else to do, just go out and bring it to the door."

Lan Miao was caught off guard and was kicked out, but the money was not returned.

Back in the second bedroom, Lan Miao took out the notebook from the drawer, and wrote strokes on the notebook.

400 million, this card, Lan Miao will not use it again in the future.

After writing it down, Lan Miao climbed onto the bed, it was already late, and she had to get enough sleep.

But after lying down, Lan Miao couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Mrs. Nan's words filled her ears. She didn't match Nan Huai at first, but her sad self-esteem was trembling in her heart, and she was a little sad.

Those sorrows seem to be indescribable.

Fortunately, Lan Miao did not become domineering because of Nan Huai's kindness to her, and changed her heart.

In this way, even if she knew that Nan Huai would fall in love with someone else, she didn't seem so sad.

……

The next day, as soon as Lan Miao woke up, Nan Huai arrived.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had a cold.

"Change your clothes and accompany me to see a patient."

"I'm not suitable." Lan Miao wanted to refuse.

Nan Huai stared at her, and said in a low voice: "I said you should be suitable if you are suitable, dress nicely... Forget it, I will help you choose."

Nan Huai pushed her away, went into her cloakroom, and chose a more everyday private order.

The skirt is very beautiful, but Lan Miao is a designer, she knows that this skirt is close to six figures, and it is a skirt that she cannot afford.

"I……"

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you in the car."

A piece of Lan Miao's heart sank, and she didn't care too much. After putting on the skirt, she simply put on some makeup and went downstairs.

Although the skirt is layered on top of each other, the fabric is cool and comfortable to wear.

Lan Miao walked into the room with the clothes Nan Huai picked out, her voice was very low and her tone was soft.

She changed quickly, and when she left the room, she picked up the small pastry she made the day before yesterday, intending to give it to friends in Nanhuai.

When Lan Miao walked towards Nanhuai, the corners of her skirt lifted up slightly. The skirt was long and had long sleeves. When she walked around, she held up the corners of the skirt. It was light yellow. This color was attractive. She was white and bright, pressing down on the clothes themselves. , the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of her body, which was particularly touching.

Nan Huai's heart skipped a beat, the beating didn't last long, and he quickly moved away.

Lan Miao had already stretched out her hand to open the car door, she was holding a small gift box in her hand, she handed it to Nan Huai and said, "Ah Huai, I made this myself, is it appropriate to give it to your friend?"

self-made?

Nan Huai tilted his head and reached out to take it: "He doesn't lack these, we didn't need to bring presents in the past."

Lan Miao pursed her lips, that's right, after all, she is a friend of Nan Huai, so where do I need her cakes?

"What is this?" Nan Huai asked.

"Mung bean cake." Lan Miao usually likes to make cakes, but she doesn't have much money.

It takes a lot of money to buy a machine, and the cost of mung bean cake is the lowest.

But after she was pregnant, she basically didn't eat much. The day before yesterday, she was afraid that her sister would not have the basic survival skills after waking up, so she made some and planned to bring it to friends in Nanhuai to try it today.

"Can I eat?"

Nan Huai looked at her, the space in the car was so small, the tear mole under his right eyelid was stained with Nan Huai's unique tenderness, she was flattered, and whispered: "Of course."

Lan Miao raised her lips, "I can still make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, can I make it for you later?"

She was easy to be happy, Nan Huai looked at her, the corners of the girl's eyes were smeared with a little smile.

But because of what she said to Mrs. Nan, he could hardly sleep last night.

Nan Huai withdrew his gaze, and Wen Rou seemed to leave as well.

"No, just take good care of your baby, there's no need to be so tired."

Nan Huai took a bite of the mung bean cake, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly think of making these? Is it because the desserts made in the kitchen are not delicious? I'll go back and change your dessert chef?"

Lan Miao panicked instantly, and she whispered: "No, I'm afraid I won't make it. I want to wait for my sister to wake up and make it for my sister to eat."

"The dessert chef did a good job, Nanhuai don't want to change, I don't mean anything."

Nan Huai looked at her and asked, "Miaomiao, what are you afraid of?"

Lan Miao didn't know either.

She doesn't want to enjoy Nanhuai's extravagant way of raising her, this way will make her lost.

On the other hand, she heard from the butler that the people in the Nanshan villa were basically the old people that Nan Huai brought back from the capital, and she was afraid that Nan Huai would replace them, and he would not be used to the taste when she left.

"I do not have."

"As you said, we are in a transactional relationship. If I change someone for you, is this person worth your stress?"

As Nan Huai said, he sneered and started the car engine.

Lan Miao was belatedly aware of Nan Huai's sudden anger.

So, last night he was suddenly in a bad mood, was it because she said something wrong?
"Nan Huai, are we friends?"

she asked cautiously.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lan Miao's eyes, she saw him always like this, with a bit of fear and flattery, all of which hurt Nan Huai.

"No."

The light in Lan Miao's eyes faded little by little.

Nan Huai suddenly braked, "I will never be friends with my child's mother, and I will never be friends with the future baby's mother, Lan Miao, do you understand?!"

Lan Miao understood.

Nan Huai told her not to get close to the baby, and once said that there was no guarantee that she would be able to meet the baby.

The meaning is euphemistic, but it doesn't mean that Lan Miao doesn't understand, she hopes that she will have nothing to do with the baby in the future.

Children in Nanhuai do not need a mother without any background.

To the baby, she is a burden.

Lan Miao touched her lower abdomen, she was injured yesterday and almost died.

Lan Miao lowered her eyelashes, her heart emptied little by little.

His chin was held, he didn't need to look, he knew Lan Miao was thinking too much.

Nan Huai was very angry, he stared into her eyes, and his tone was a bit harsh: "You only want to have a business relationship with me? Just want to be friends with me?"

"Lan Miao, look into my eyes and tell me your truest thoughts, have you never thought of anything else about me?"

Nan Huai's eyes are very beautiful, even at this moment, he is sharp.

It seemed to be able to penetrate all her thoughts.

"Is it really just my wishful thinking?"