After breaking off the engagement, Mr. Li knelt down in private to ask for a kiss.

Nan Qiao called back, and Hou Ze's anxious voice sounded over there.

"Boss, the big customer is here!"

Nan Qiao: "What customer?"

"The boss who paid huge sums of money to ask you to paint your self-portrait last time, this time, he asked you to paint again."

Nan Qiao: "..."

Could it be another self-portrait of hers?

Nan Qiao: Shuan q.

"Aze, tell this person that I have been very busy recently and have no time to draw."

Hou Ze: "Boss, you don't make money if you have money? Is this still you?"

Nan Qiao is known as a money-maker.

Hou Ze immediately understood that if Nan Qiao didn't make this money, he must have something hidden.

Hou Ze asked in a low voice: "Boss, what happened? Is the person who bought the painting your enemy?"

"you think too much."

Hou Ze became even more excited: "Boss, since I met you, you have been the queen of making money. As long as you can make money, you will do any job, big or small. What happened this time? I don't believe it if there is no inside story."

Nan Qiao was leaning on the sofa, holding a glass of juice, and said helplessly: "Hou Ze, you are so good at thinking, why don't you write a novel?"

"Boss, the person who bought the painting couldn't be Li Yehan!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Okay, he guessed it.

"Boss, the richest man in the world is chasing you. I have to say that he is very discerning. Boss, you are so good, it is his blessing that he can chase you."

Nan Qiao: "You're too long-winded. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

Nan Qiao hung up the phone and dealt with work matters for a while.

……

Bai Yurou lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The phone rang, and the familiar ringtone made Bai Yurou answer it quickly.

"Why did you miss again? Yurou, since Nan Qiao came back, you seem to have been missing."

The oppressive voice made Bai Yurou tremble uncontrollably.

Her teeth were chattering and she seemed to have trouble calming down.

"Nan Qiao seemed to know all the plans. My horse would go crazy. It was probably her fault. Her hand touched the horse at that time, and then something happened to me."

The man's voice was cold and disdainful: "Just her? Is she a ghost doctor?"

Bai Yurou was afraid that the man would think she was defending, so she said helplessly: "Since she came back, everything I do has not gone smoothly. Today I also found that the toxins in Bai Qingnan, Bai Zhenyang, and Chen Xinwan's bodies have been cleaned out."

"what!"

He didn't expect that the plan would be suddenly disrupted.

"Don't take action for the time being. I will send someone to investigate the matter."

How could Bai Yurou dare to take action easily? She was afraid that if she ruined that person's plan, she would be torn into pieces.

"I'll send you to Bai's house, and you have to do your best." The man hit her.

"I know that my life was given by you, sir. I will definitely be obedient and repay your life-saving grace."

The man hung up the phone, and Bai Yurou lay on the bed, looking at the luxurious room, not caring about it all.

……

Mr. Li sat in the room, frowning.

Uncle Fu brought the food in and found that Mr. Li was not very happy, so he put the food away and came over.

"Master, if you have any troubles, you might as well tell me and see if I can help."

Mr. Li: "There is one thing. You said that Qiao Qiao finally came to your house to spend the night, and the relationship between the two people has not made any rapid progress. If this continues, when will I be able to hold my great-grandson."

Uncle Fu thought for a moment and said, "Sir, you'd better not worry about it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You'd better rest well."

Mr. Li came up with a brilliant plan: "Then I will stay sick for two more days."

We can't let them stay alone in the same room for one night, right?

Uncle Fu couldn't laugh or cry. The master had gone to great lengths to keep Miss Nan Qiao.

……

Wake up in the morning.

Nan Qiao opened the door and found a row of servants standing outside, each holding something different in their hands.

"What is this for?"

Fu Bo said: "Ms. Nan Qiao, these are clothes and accessories. I don't know what you want to wear in the morning. I will ask the designer to match a dozen sets remotely. You can see which one you like."

The designer has good taste and unique vision. According to Nan Qiao's photos, everything she matched is suitable for her.

Cool style, pure style, casual style, office style, etc., there are many styles.

Some of the servants were carrying clothes and some were holding accessories. Uncle Fu handed Nan Qiao a tablet.

"Ms. Nan Qiao, there are matching pictures in the tablet, and the servants are holding real objects. If you think each item looks tired, just pick the style you like from the tablet, and I will ask the servant to bring out the corresponding clothes. Here you go."

Nan Qiao was shocked when he saw Fu Bo's series of operations.

This operation is worthy of the Li family in Beijing.

"Uncle Fu, thank you." Nan Qiao thanked her sincerely.

Uncle Fu was flattered: "Miss Nanqiao, you don't have to be so polite. These are things I should do."

Nan Qiao thanked him, but he was offended.

Nan Qiao picked out a set of clothes on the tablet. They were casual and suitable for her trip today.

Nan Qiao, who is not at work, just wants to wear something simple and comfortable.

"Ms. Nan Qiao, I'll have someone bring the things in. Please wait. If you don't like it, change into other clothes."

Uncle Fu asked people to bring them in, while Nan Qiao asked people to leave their things and go out.

She put on sportswear and tied her hair into a high ponytail, looking fresh, neat and pure.

When Nan Qiao walked out of the elevator, Li Yehan stared at her beautiful and innocent face.

Nan Qiao was shining brightly, and even wearing the simplest sportswear could not hide her elegance.

The servants were also stunned.

"Miss Nan Qiao is so beautiful. She can look like a lady even in the most ordinary sportswear."

"You're so good at flattery that you're going to die? But what you said is indeed the truth. No wonder Mr. Li hasn't found a girlfriend. It turns out that he hasn't met a woman who can match him."

"Miss Nan Qiao and Mr. Li together are the most perfect couple made in heaven."

The servants murmured quietly, worried that Li Yehan or Nan Qiao might hear them if they spoke louder.

Nan Qiao walked towards the dining table. Before she reached it, she had already seen the table full of dishes.

Nan Qiao is used to it.

She sat down, and the servant brought her soy milk, milk, juice, millet porridge, and sea cucumber porridge, letting Nan Qiao choose.

Li Yehan discovered that Nan Qiao still liked to eat Chinese food, so he asked the kitchen to make some breakfast suitable for Chinese stomachs.

Nan Qiao asked: "Where is Grandpa Li?"

"His condition is not very good. He was irritated and will probably take two days to recover."

Nan Qiao suspected that there was something wrong with her medical skills. Grandpa Li must be fine after her examination and treatment yesterday.

Nan Qiao showed doubts in his eyes, and Li Yehan said without changing his expression: "The old man's health was not very good to begin with, and yesterday's phone call really made him very angry. If it weren't for your care, he would probably be in trouble." Something happened a long time ago.”

Grandpa Li who was eavesdropping: You kid, do you want to eat? !

Uncle Fu made a shushing gesture towards the old man, telling him to be silent. If Nan Qiao found out, it would be the end.

At this moment, Nan Qiao looked up...