Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"So the Prime Minister is here too. What a coincidence."

Yan Qiu was concentrating on selecting things, thinking about making a few new clothes for Nan Chenliang.

Suddenly, a pleasant male voice came from behind her.

Yan Qiu couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. She hated being recognized by others at a time like this, and then being approached by others to make small talk, making her feel like she didn't know whether to leave or stay.

So she turned around impatiently to see who interrupted her.

When she saw who it was, the expression on her face did not improve, and she was too lazy to even force a smile.

"Oh, it's Mr. Pei. It's been a long time. Why, are you here to buy clothes as well?"

At the same time, Nan Chenliang was selecting fabrics with great interest.

Perhaps because he is now a little mentally ill, he is particularly interested in colorful and complicated fabrics.

At this time, he was seen happily holding up a piece of cloth and shouting to Yan Qiu.

"Pretty sister, pretty sister, look at this piece of cloth. Is it pretty? Can you make a doll for me with it? I really want to have a doll of my own!"

Hearing Nan Chenliang's call, Yan Qiu temporarily put aside the conversation with Pei Zhaoli and turned to look at the cloth in his hand.

"can."

However, she did not respond to Nan Chenliang immediately, but continued to focus on choosing clothes.

Pei Zhaoli was not angry about Yan Qiu's neglect. He just stood aside quietly and watched the interaction between the two.

"Who is this young man? How come I have never heard of such a handsome man beside the Prime Minister before? Could it be..."

Yan Qiu couldn't help it after all and glared at the talkative person fiercely.

At the moment, she was accompanying Nan Chenliang and had no time to care about other men.

Speaking of Pei Zhaoli, his outfit is also extraordinary.

He was wearing a gorgeous purple and gold dress. The fabric was exquisite and the stitching was fine. This dress alone must be worth a fortune. The crown on his head was carved from purple and white jade. It was crystal clear, smooth and flawless, which made him look more outstanding and graceful.

In addition, he kept himself neat and tidy, looking capable and refreshing, which made people want to take a few more glances.

However, at this moment, Yan Qiu's heart and eyes were filled with Nan Chenliang beside her, and she wished she could put all the good things she had in front of him for him to enjoy.

As for Pei Zhaoli, he was completely left aside.

But he was not annoyed. He just stood there quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

Gradually, Pei Zhaoli seemed to notice something strange.

This man named Nan Chenliang seems to be in a slightly abnormal mental state...

"This young man seems to be different from the people around him."

"Mr. Pei, you seem to have come to the wrong place. If you want to buy clothes, that's understandable. But if you want to slander others, you might as well go somewhere else."

Yan Qiu has always inherited the sharp-tongued gene in his family and is rude to anyone.

She doesn't care whether the other person is a man or a woman. As long as someone dares to interfere with her, she will definitely fight back mercilessly and never give the other person any face.

After all, no one here except Nan Jinming can make her bow her head.

Pei Zhaoli smiled and said, "I just said it casually, why should Miss Yan get angry?" He looked at Nan Chenliang and asked, "Who is this?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yan Qiu said lightly.

"It seems that Miss Yan has a close relationship with this young master." Pei Zhaoli said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Pei, just take care of your own business." Yan Qiu didn't want to bother with him anymore, so he pulled Nan Chenliang and was about to leave.

"Wait." Pei Zhaoli stopped them, "I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Just say it if you have something to say." Yan Qiu said impatiently.

"I noticed that this young man looked abnormal, as if he was ill. I know a miracle doctor who might be able to cure him," said Pei Zhaoli.

Yan Qiu stopped and looked at him, "Can you really cure him?"

"I can give it a try." Pei Zhaoli said.

Yan Qiu hesitated for a moment. Nan Chenliang's illness had always been a concern for her. If she could cure him...

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Pei." Yan Qiu's tone softened a little.

Pei Zhaoli smiled slightly, "Miss Yan, you are too polite, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?" Yan Qiu looked at him warily.

"I hope Miss Yan can accompany me to see that miracle doctor." Pei Zhaoli said.

Yan Qiu frowned, "Why?"

"That miracle doctor has a strange personality and doesn't like to socialize with people, so someone needs to accompany him. Besides..." Pei Zhaoli paused, "I also want to take this opportunity to spend more time with Miss Yan."

Yan Qiu understood what he meant and felt a little unhappy, but for Nan Chenliang's illness, she agreed, "Okay."

"Then let's set off now." Pei Zhaoli said.

Yan Qiu nodded, took Nan Chenliang and followed Pei Zhaoli out of the store.