Mrs. Lu picked it up

It was the first time for Lan Miao to sleep until dawn. When she woke up, Nan Huai hadn't woken up yet, and he was sleeping facing her.

Quietly, the tear mole at the corner of the eye is particularly scorching.

Lan Miao watched for a while, her cheeks turned red little by little.

Although it is very possible that it is for the sake of the child, but sharing the same bed at the moment, rounding up, she can be regarded as having a husband and wife relationship with Nan Huai.

Lan Miao was quiet, just thinking about it, someone grabbed her waistline and dragged her in his direction, Nan Huai's movements were gentle, pulling her whole into her arms.

Compared to Nan Huai, Lan Miao is too petite.

"Nan... Nanhuai?"

"Sleep a little longer." In the morning, the man's voice was hoarse and deep. If you listen to it twice, your ears will seem to be pregnant.

Lan Miao didn't dare to move, Nan Huai didn't sleep for long, and got up in half an hour.

After the two of them washed up, the housekeeper had already prepared the meal. Mrs. Nan was old, so she had already eaten and was watching TV in the living room.

Seeing them, Mrs. Nan said, "Ah Huai, mother has attended Ah Ci's engagement banquet and is going back to the capital. When Miao Miao gives birth to the child, mother can come and take it for you."

"You are not young anymore, spend more time with my dad, we will take our children by ourselves, don't you feel relieved?"

Mrs. Nan hesitated to speak, but finally smiled and said nothing against it.

"This child, Lan Miao, is safer than you, but girls will suffer when they have children, so you can't make people tired."

"I know."

Lan Miao was listening, feeling strange in her heart.

Nan Huai dragged her to the dining table. Breakfast was her favorite Chinese food. These days, she didn't have morning sickness very much. On the contrary, her appetite increased greatly, and she often felt hungry.

The baby is almost four months old, and Nan Huai is looking forward to it.

He prepares her what she likes to eat, and Madam Nan basically turns a blind eye.

After breakfast, Nan Huai went to the company and entrusted Lan Miao to Mrs. Nan.

"If you want to do styling later, bring Miao Miao, she will be my female companion at night."

"Don't worry, I'll send the person to your company after finishing the styling later."

Nan Huai glanced at the time, and looked deeply at Lan Miao: "I'll be fast, try to come back before you finish the modeling."

Mrs. Nan chuckled, she was exhausted from staying in Nanshan Villa, she didn't let the makeup company come to her, but chose to go to the store.

Mrs. Nan has a small problem. She is not used to going to strange places. She likes to go to the bathroom first to wash her hands.

"You go first, just say that you are looking for Designer Liu."

Lan Miao nodded, Nan Huai chose the clothes for the morning, tore off the labels and put them on the bed.

Lan Miao had to wear it if she didn't wear it.

This dress is very expensive, Lan Miao has a lot of psychological pressure in her heart when she wears it out, for fear of getting it dirty.

As soon as Lan Miao entered the door, she heard the noise inside.

Still an acquaintance, Fu Qianjin.

"I'm looking for Liu Cong, hurry up, I'll let him do my styling, do you know who I am? Can you afford to delay my styling?"

Lan Miao paused.

Liu Cong, why does this name feel so familiar?
Someone saw Lan Miao and leaned over, "Who is this lady looking for?"

The skirt Lan Miao was wearing was radiant, it was Chanel's new season, and it was about six figures. The people who greeted her had sweet smiles on their faces, obviously treating her as a distinguished guest.

Fu Qianjin turned her head when she heard the voice, her brows raised.

"It's you?"

Lan Miao said neither humble nor overbearing, "Miss Fu."

"Why, a person who can't see the light is more popular than me? Once she comes, you are like flies seeing rotten eggs. Wearing Chanel is great?"

"Is there a possibility that Miss Fu doesn't respect people too much?"

Fu Qianjin frowned: "You mean I'm uneducated? I want to know how educated a person is to give birth to an unmarried man when he is married, huh?"

The blood on Lan Miao's face turned white in an instant.

She was not afraid of what Fu Qianjin might say about her, but she was afraid that Fu Qianjin would involve Nanhuai.

He gave her the ultimate tenderness, and he didn't want to hurt his reputation.

Seeing this, Fu Qianjin thought he had poked Lan Miao's heartache, and said, "He's just spending money to play with you, don't you take it seriously?"

"What are you playing?" Mrs. Nan appeared at the right time, and she looked Fu Qianjin up and down: "Jin'er, why are you here?"

In Fu Qianjin's mind, Mrs. Nan is the mother-in-law-to-be. She was in a bad mood just now, and she looked a little fierce. I don't know if the future mother-in-law saw it or not.

Looking at Mrs. Nan, she immediately raised a sweet smile: "It's nothing, just casually said a few words to others, Aunt Ning, are you coming to do styling for the Shen family's engagement banquet?"

"Also? Why do I remember that the relationship between the Fu family and the Shen family is not so harmonious?"

"My father said that if I want to have a future with Nan Huai, I have to integrate into his life and his social circle. Anyway, Nan Huai doesn't have a female companion. Aunt Ning, tell Nan Huai to let me be his female companion." chant."

Fu Qianjin was very confident and said, "Anyway, I'm so pretty, I'm no worse than the starlets in his company, right?"

"It is very beautiful, but my son has a more beautiful female companion." With a decent smile on her face, Mrs. Nan stretched out her hand and pulled Lan Miao to Fu Qianjin, and said, "Look, is she prettier than you?"

At that moment, Fu Qianjin couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

She can smear Lan Miao's face at will, but she can't smear Mrs. Nan's face.

"Ning... Aunt Ning, what do you mean?"

Fu Qianjin paused. She grew up proudly at home, but was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, and developed a habit of disliking the poor and loving the rich. However, Fu Qianjin came into contact with the class, so she never showed this disgusting problem.

But Mrs. Nan saw it, and even hated it deeply.

She didn't want her son to be with Lan Miao because Lan Miao was full of suspicions and didn't clean up, and she was married again.

And the node where the two of them are together is not right, people can't help but gossip.

But compared to Fu Qianjin, Mrs. Nan prefers Lan Miao, who is sensible and well-behaved, and puts Nanhuai first in everything.

Mrs. Nan figured it out. Since Lan Miao is also attractive to Nan Huai, and she is generous and kind, then she has no reason to disagree as a mother.

She doesn't intend to be that wicked mother-in-law.

Now that Lan Miao is her daughter-in-law by default in her heart, Mrs. Nan doesn't intend to let anyone bully Lan Miao.

"This Liu Cong was decided by my aunt. Auntie is old, so I don't sit for too long. You are younger. Wait, I know him well. When he finishes it for me, I will ask him to do it for you."

Mrs. Nan's words obviously overheard the conversation between her and Lan Miao, even earlier.

For a moment, Fu Qianjin was like an eggplant beaten by frost.