YY8848高清私人影院

   "So-so." Xian Yu threw the game console aside.

  He didn't expect Huo Yichen to be so talented, and even the opponent led him to win several levels.

  Xian Yu's face was a bit stinky, just at that moment Uncle Yang came over and said it was time for dinner, so Huo Yichen also put down the game console and went to the restaurant.

  Murong Qiao sat down as usual, but saw that the seat of elder brother Murong Chen was empty.

   "The eldest young master's company is temporarily busy, so he just left by car." Uncle Yang explained.

  Xian Yu finally liberated his nature, "He should have left a long time ago, he just left today."

  The president of Shengjing Group has a lot of things to do every day, and it is already the limit for Murong Chen to spare one more day for his sister and Huo Yichen.

   "Eat." Murong Chuan reminded.

  The dinner atmosphere was obviously much more relaxed, and everyone's attitude towards Huo Yichen also changed, all of which were noticed by Murong Qiao.

  She unconsciously touched the ring between her fingers, and looked at the pile of vegetables in her bowl and Huo Yichen who was beside her, and couldn't help laughing.

  Huo Yichen got the approval of the Murong family's elder brothers, and finally he didn't have to talk about his relationship secretly. Even when he returned to school for class in the next few days, the students found that the couple seemed to be getting closer.

  Even the most insensitive Yang Xin felt something was wrong.

   "What's your situation?" She whispered.

  In the class, the teacher was explaining the PPT, but he turned his back and didn't see Yang Xin's small movements.

  Murong Qiao blinked in confusion, "Huh?"

   "You two have been so sweet recently, I feel that Huo Xiaocao's eyes are very affectionate when looking at you." Yang Xin pointed out.

   Murong Qiao didn't notice it, "Probably, have you met the parents?"

  Her uncertain answer did not have such a big reaction as Yang Xin. At most, the two of them have not shy away from the third brother at school recently, which is not as exaggerated as Yang Xin said.

   "Huh?!" Yang Xin's eyes widened in shock.

  She originally thought that a marriage proposal would be exciting enough, but it turned out that both parents met? ? ?

  Yang Xin still wanted to ask more questions, but the sudden ringing of the get out of class bell interrupted her thirst for knowledge.

   "Calling on the phone, I have to go home first." Murong Qiao got up and bid farewell.

  Two days ago, she was busy with meeting her parents, so she didn't type much, and the sense of crisis that she had run out of manuscripts reminded Murong Qiao frantically.

  Stepping on the bell for the end of get out of class, Murong Qiao walked out of the school along the crowd, only to see a familiar yet annoying person standing there from afar.

   "Qiao Qiao!" Nan Xuan called her.

  Murong Qiao was about to turn his head and walked away, but had to stop because of his sound.

  She looked at Nan Xuan who was running towards her blankly, "I don't drink soup."

  Nanxuan seemed not to give up, no matter how much Murong Qiao refused, he would go to the school gate every day and wait for her after school.

   "It's just that you don't want to accept it." Nanxuan's expression was gloomy.

  The bag he was carrying with both hands also sank, and he stood in front of Murong Qiao but had no intention of leaving.

  Murong Qiao felt a headache, "Go to the side and talk."

  Many people come and go here, both Nanxuan and Murong Qiao are eye-catching, she doesn't want to make a new limelight on the forum.

   Nanxuan was afraid of making his sister angry, so he naturally followed Murong Qiao's wishes, and the two went to talk under the shade of a tree not far from the school gate.

   "I really hate emphasizing again and again that I have nothing to do with the Nan family," Murong Qiao said coldly. "I also hope you don't come to disturb my life again."

   "I..." Nan Xuan wanted to say something.

  The guilt almost filled his heart made Nanxuan unconsciously take more actions to make up for Murong Qiao when facing Murong Qiao.

  But when Murong Qiao said this, it seemed like a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

   Nan Xuan grinned an ugly smile, "I'm sorry to offend you, I just, just want to make up for it."

  He said dryly, but Murong Qiao didn't feel that the other party's words were sincere at all.

   "Why did you go early?" She asked with a sneer.

  She had suffered so much in Nan's family. When she was bullied by Nan Zhi, he didn't make up for it.

  Now that she is getting better, Nan Xuan leans in front of her instead, and Murong Qiao feels ridiculous when she hears his words.

  Nan Xuan's face turned pale, "Sorry."

   Apart from these two words, he didn't know what to say.

   "No, it's best if you don't bother me." Murong Qiao didn't want to get too entangled with him.

  She took a step forward, crossing Nanxuan and was about to go outside, but Nanxuan didn't want to just let her go.

  He carried the bag and wanted to stuff it into Murong Qiao's arms, "I'm leaving now, you take what you eat..."

   All the meals were carefully prepared by himself, and Nanxuan didn't plan to take them back.

   "No need." Murong Qiao refused.

   But Nanxuan couldn't bear it anymore, he made up his mind to stuff these food to his younger sister, and the bags clattered into Murong Qiao's arms, making Murong Qiao refuse to go back even if he wanted to refuse.

  Nan Xuan didn't give up, "Qiao Qiao..."

   "I said no!" Murong Qiao was anxious.

   She was so angry that she increased her strength, but this time she pushed Nanxuan directly by eating.

  Nanxuan was unprepared, and fell to the ground, suddenly there was no movement.

  Murong Qiao froze for a moment, then looked at his hands, thinking that the strength should not be strong.

  But Nanxuan seemed to have passed out, no matter how much Murong Qiao fiddled with him, there was no movement.

   "..." Murong Qiao looked at Nan Xuan's pale face and frowned.

  After all, she couldn't do the act of leaving Nanxuan here and making him pass out on the street, so she had no choice but to call a car, and asked the driver to help Nanxuan into the car, and reluctantly took her home.

  The door was slowly pushed open by Murong Qiao. She supported Nan Xuan's tall body and moved towards the room. After placing him on the bed in the guest room, she breathed a sigh of relief.

  An Nuo will be filming these two days, so he went to the set with his luggage, and now Murong Qiao is the only one left at home.

   Nan Xuan was still in a coma, the soup in the bag caused by the two people's quarrel just now spilled out and splashed onto the cuff buttons of his clothes, Murong Qiao had no choice but to help Nan Xuan clean it up with a cold face.

  It was also at this time that Murong Qiao looked at Nan Xuan so seriously for the first time when he saw Nan Xuan lying quietly on the bed.

  Unable to hide the blue and black under the eyes, his complexion is as pale as a ghost, and he even seems to have lost a lot of weight.

   "It doesn't look like a person at all." Murong Qiao murmured.

  She found Nanxuan in her memory, and remembered that when she left Nanjia, Nanxuan was still a high-spirited young master, and she was full of disdain for her, wishing she had nothing to do with Nanjia.

   It may not be appropriate to be pampered, but according to the life of the Nan family, Nanxuan shouldn't live like this.

  Murong Qiao frowned and felt something was wrong. Looking at Nanxuan who looked like he hadn't rested for a long time, he picked up the phone hesitantly in his heart, and sent a message to the people under him, asking them to check the current situation of the Nan family.

  【[File] The information you want. 】The other party is very efficient.

  Murong Qiao clicked on the file, and his reading speed was ten lines at a glance, but the more he read it, the more he frowned.

  She just hasn't paid attention to Nan's family for a while, why... is she in such a state of desperation?

   According to the information, Nan’s family is now living in a rented house. Nankang drinks at home all day and gives up on himself. The youngest Nan Hao even finds a part-time job to make money.

  Looking at it line by line, if it wasn't for Nanxuan still supporting the family, the situation would probably be more serious than what Murong Qiao saw now.