However, in just twenty steps, Nie Changhuan felt as though he was wading through mountains and rivers. One more step would make his legs heavier.
But in the end, she still stood in front of Fu Xingye.
She looked up at Fu Xingye, opened her mouth, but failed to make a sound.
Her throat was so dry, the journey just now seemed to exhaust all her strength.
At that time, Fu Xingye, who was talking with Nie Yueshan, seemed to feel something, and he turned his head in the direction of Nie Changhuan after a pause.
Obviously he knew that his eyes could not be seen, but the moment he turned his head and she was facing his eyes, Nie Changhuan's heart was full of emotions. In the end, only grievances and expectations remained. Her eyes were sore and she finally made a voice: "Fu Xingye …"
Her voice was choked and she seemed to be followed by a thousand words.
Fu Xingye was stunned: "Small stutter?"
Nie Changhuan nodded silently, but didn't know where to start.
Fu Xingye didn't get a response for a long time, and turned to face Nie Changhuan, with an interesting smile on his face: "You have something to tell me."
Nie Changhuan nodded subconsciously, but she was too nervous to realize that he was using affirmative statements.
Nie Yueshan, who was standing by the side, interjected at this moment: "What can you have with Young Master Fu? What a fool! Go back, don't make your mother worry, she has paid enough for you."
In just a few words, the throat was sealed instantly.
Nie Changhuan tilted his head to look at Nie Yueshan. Nie Yueshan frowned, and his closed eyes were intertwined with warnings, like a dense net with the word "father", accurately trapping Nie Changhuan's vitals.
Nie Changhuan was a little discouraged in an instant, and his shoulders collapsed unconsciously.
Yes, if she only cares about her own feelings and tells everything tonight, it will be the person who slapped Nie Wei in the face and lost the Nie family, and she might even annoy Fu Xingye.
However, Zheng Shuying and Nie Yueshan will surely turn into anger, and Liu Yi's situation in Nie's house will become even more difficult.
There is a baby about to be born in Liu Yi's belly. Liu Yi and the baby will have to spend a long life in Nie's family.
She could not leave a way for herself, but she could not ignore Liu Yi and the baby who was about to be born...
"Stop stuttering?" Seeing her long silence, Fu Xingye reminded him, took off his glasses and played with him, adding, "If you don't talk about it, it may be too late."
"Chang Huan!" At this time, Nie Wei helped Liu Yi, who was obviously pregnant, and hurried over with Zheng Shuying. "Chang Huan, wait for us! Aunt Liu has a big belly and can't keep up with you."
Probably because Nie Wei walked too fast, Liu Yi held his stomach with both hands, breathing hard with his mouth slightly open, his face even more pale in the night.
Nie Changhuan's heart jumped, after all he cared more about Liu Yi's safety, and hurriedly ran over to support Liu Yi: "Mom, hurry up and rest with me... take a break."
Liu Yi was a little weaker, without even speaking, he leaned on Nie Changhuan's shoulder and panted heavily. However, she still pulled out a hand and squeezed Nie Changhuan's hand tightly to prevent her from walking away from her again.
"Chang Huan, don't think too much. Aunt Liu is still pregnant. Don't make her angry." Nie Wei lowered her voice and added, "Don't forget, there is something in Aunt Liu's stomach. Son. Grandma dreams that Dad can have a son as her successor."
Nie Wei's word-breaking and sentence-breaking are so contrived, every word contains deep meaning, and I am afraid that Nie Changhuan will not understand it.
Nie Changhuan raised her head to look at her, and she saw her lips curled, and every subtle expression was engraved with the words "Satisfaction".
Nie Changhuan didn't have the time to pay attention to her, and couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye was still standing there, no more than ten steps away from her. But now, these ten steps are the moat that Nie Changhuan will never pass again.
She thought that if Fu Xingye could ask her a word at this moment, she would still have the courage to tell the truth.
But Zheng Shuying glanced at Nie Changhuan, laughed loudly, and talked to Fu Xingye: "The night is heavy, Master Fu got in the car quickly, so I might go back to rest earlier."
Fu Xingye was silent for a second or two before suddenly lowering his head and chuckles. When he raised his head again, he replied meaningfully to Zheng Shuying's words: "Since the old lady is so anxious for me to leave, how can I not know what is good or bad?"
"Master Fu... where do you start?" These words were too heavy, and Zheng Shuying was so scared that her old face paled, and she leaned forward towards Fu Xingye with nervousness, playing the low tone and laughing, "I was thinking of Master Fu. The body is still not complete, so I can't help but say something, Master Fu, don't be like me, an old woman!"
"That's really because the juniors don't know what is good or what is wrong. The juniors will get in the car." Fu Xingye smiled deeper, but his tone was much more modest. After speaking, he held down the door of the car with his hand, really got into the car, and closed the door with his hand.
This is really leaving.
Nie Changhuan abruptly withdrew her gaze, and when she lowered her head, she closed her eyes tightly. The tears that were originally stored in the eye sockets that were unwilling to fall, finally fell like broken beads, one by one.
After Fu Xingye left, the dust would really settle down.
Seeing Fu Xingye got in the car, Zheng Shuying and Nie Wei breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Zheng Shuying motioned to Nie Wei to get into Fu Xingye's car quickly, while she stood in front of Nie Changhuan.
Nie Wei smiled a little shyly, and immediately ran over.
Because the co-pilot was sitting with Bai Xiu, who was already drunk, Nie Wei had to sit next to Fu Xingye.
Nie Wei has always regarded herself very high and demonstrated his upbringing etiquette everywhere. Before getting into the car, she habitually asked in a warm voice: "Master Fu, can I sit next to you?"
"Huh?" Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his lips with a smile, "If you have to sit down, I'm not going to stop you, don't you think, Miss Nie?"
"..." Nie Wei didn't expect such an answer at all. She froze in the car, laughed in embarrassment, or angry, and didn't know what to do.
"Just kidding, don't take it seriously, Miss Nie." Fu Xingye smiled and tapped the space next to him with his chin, "Get in the car."
Nie Wei lowered her head in a weird manner, bit her lip and endured, and finally sat beside Fu Xingye. But she held her own arrogance, tilted her head and looked out of the car window, and it took a lot of effort to hold back the humiliating tears.
I blame Nie Changhuan. If it weren't for her, how could Fu Xingye treat her Nie Wei this way? !
Fu Xingye is totally ignorant of Nie Wei's psychological activities. He leaned back on the seat lazily, taking off his glasses and squeezing it in his hand at will.
"You said, what did the little stutter mean to tell me just now?"
Nie Wei was stunned, then turned her head and stared at Fu Xingye incredulously.
Fu Xingye seemed to notice it and turned his head towards her.
Nie Wei hurriedly lowered her head again, and in order to hide her emotions, she raised her hand and pressed the hair on her cheek behind her ears.
She grinned reluctantly: "How did Young Master Fu ask me about this kind of question? I'm as curious as Young Master Fu."
"Really?" Fu Xingye sat upright, as if he was suddenly intrigued. "Otherwise, let's call the little stutter over and listen to it together?"
Nie Wei grabbed her fingertips abruptly, trying to make a laugh, but failed in the end.
She could only bite the bullet and replied: "The car has already started at this moment. If Mr. Fu wants to hear it, it's not too late for us to go home and ask."
At this time, Bai Xiu, who was sitting in the front row and said that he was drunk but hadn't said a word, couldn't help but laughed out loud.
But he hurriedly apologized, and by the way, he scorned Fu Xingye seriously: "Fu San Gongzi, this is your unkindness. There is a big beauty who is famous in the entertainment industry sitting next to him. Why do you always talk about other sisters?"
Fu Xingye cast his eyes down and returned to his loose appearance.
He leaned on the seat, sitting still, his slender fingers pinched his glasses on the lowered car window, and smiled, "This is not about being invisible to the eyes, just being idle."
Two men, you say a word to me, you don't mean to take Nie Wei's feelings into consideration at all.
Nie Wei could only cooperate with a smile throughout the whole process, the muscles on her face almost stiffened, and she could not successfully catch a word from them.
So as soon as the car stopped in Nie's yard, Nie Wei got off the car immediately, also afraid that Fu Xingye would really call Nie Changhuan over for questioning.
Seeing that Nie Wei and the driver had both got off the car, Bai Xiu leaned in thiefly: "Oh my son Fu, haven't you had enough of this big show tonight?"
"It's not over yet, let's see. Why, are you in a hurry?" Fu Xingye raised his hand and put on his glasses, and when he smiled, he was not as friendly and loose as usual. On, at that moment was full of killings.
"Hey, are you kidding? How can the emperor not be anxious, brother?" Bai Xiu felt a layer of goose bumps on his back, and quietly moved away from Fu Xingye. He shrank into a quail on his seat and weakly. Question: "Then dare to ask the son, what do you plan to sing next?"
Fu Xingye seemed to have thought of something interesting, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars until he got out of the car, the smile on his face did not disappear.
…
Nie Changhuan was trapped in the car by the driver until Zheng Shuying settled in Fu Xingye and Bai Xiu. She was taken to the villa where Nie Lechuan and his wife lived in order to avoid Fu Xingye and Bai Xiu who lived in the main building.
Nie Wei's two bodyguards and Wang Ping, the housekeeper of the villa, surrounded Nie Changhuan in a semicircle, and she was not allowed to move half a step.
At that time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.
Zheng Shuying sat behind Nie Lechuan's desk full of history books, pressing her eyebrows over and over again.
Nie Wei stood behind Zheng Shuying and yelled "Grandma" softly.
Zheng Shuying opened his eyes and looked at Nie Wei. In those eyes, it was not without doubt and blame.
Nie Wei smiled at her with a guilty conscience, but then seemed to be wronged again. She lowered her head and pursed her lips in frustration, and stopped talking.
Zheng Shuying sighed. After all, she didn't blame Nie Wei for a word, nor did she give Nie Changhuan a chance to speak. She only asked Wang Ping, the housekeeper standing on the side, "Are Master Fu and Young Master Bai all settled?"
"Settling down." Wang Ping paused and said again, "But Mr. Yueshan said it was too late. He will have a meeting tomorrow morning and have to rest early, so he won't come here. You just look at the arrangement."
Nie Changhuan lowered his head and couldn't help laughing: To Nie Yueshan's father, the future of her daughter's life and death is not as important as a meeting.