Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 8: Passing by (2)

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Ahem...

Thunder pretended to touch his head and quickly looked away. It wasn't that he wanted to see, but his boss was too handsome.

Only he knew how cruel and cruel under his handsome face.

"Brother Nan, your schedule for today is like this..."

Lei Ting quickly changed the subject, he still wanted his eyes, and the beauty of the world needed his appreciation.

"From the PC fashion conference, the next arrangement is to fly back to Kyoto, that... the old lady wants to see you."

Speaking of the latter, Thunder had already retreated to the far corner, fearing that Boss Nan would violently slam the computer directly on his head.

Every time he talked about Mrs. Mo, Nan Ge looked indifferent. He didn't know what happened. He only knew that Mrs. Mo was not Nan Ge's mother

This is called... a mother and son become an enemy

Sure enough, the air pressure in the carriage dropped suddenly, and even the air seemed to be solidifying.

Thunder suffocated, waiting for the boss to reply.

In fact, he knew the answer, but before this time, Nan Ge seemed to have to have a great ideological struggle before making the decision to go back, even if it was just an inaudible "um".

Only he knew that every time Nan Fengxiao came out after seeing the old lady, Nan Fengxiao would practice in the boxing room by himself for the whole night, until he could no longer exert any strength.

No one knows what happened between the mother and son.

The most puzzling thing is that Nan Fengxiao, as Xiangyang's heir, is not the biological son of the old chairman. Everyone knows that Mo Lao still has a daughter, who just ran away three years ago, and there is no news.

To put it bluntly, no one dares to say whether it is dead or alive.

It was precisely in this way that Old Mo fell all of a sudden and handed over the group to Nan Fengxiao.

"Blooming—"

Before he could think, Murphy pushed away the people beside him and rushed out.

Running too fast, he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

At the moment when the car came quickly, Morphy hugged Duo Duo in his arms, closed his eyes, and resigned to his fate.

The woman by the side of the road closed her eyes in shock, her legs suddenly softened...

squeak…

squeak…

A row of luxury cars, one after another, emergency brakes, without any mental preparation, even when the body stopped, there were signs of falling forward.

The harsh emergency brake sounded on the wide street, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground stimulated Murphy's eardrums.

There was no unexpected pain, Murphy was sweating all over, slowly raising his head, ears buzzing.

The first car was less than twenty centimeters away from them. As long as they moved a little bit forward, she and Duoduo would not see the sunrise tomorrow.

Duo Duo was also very scared, weakly sticking out his small head from Morphy's chest, first at a loss, and then cried out with a wow.

With the violent bumps of the body, the ultra-thin laptop flew out directly from Nan Feng Xiao's leg, and fell onto the carriage with a snap.

Nan Fengxiao himself rushed forward violently. Fortunately, he was agile, otherwise the person would have already flown out.

The carriage quieted down instantly...

The driver in the front row raised his head from the steering wheel, trembling all over, looking at the cold south wind whistling, who was already sitting tightly, with a cold face.

Even Thunder, who is usually eclectic and giggling, also has a stinky face at this time, sitting next to Nan Feng Xiao, saying nothing.

The driver squirmed his lips, trembling without uttering a word.