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033 stone call
【033 Stone call】
Nangong Jue walked to the center of the room with steady steps, scanned the messy room with awe-inspiring eyes, and finally settled on Song Xiaozhi.
"It seems that Miss Song doesn't regard herself as an outsider of the Nangong family."
His voice was slow and elegant, with a chill for no reason.
Zhizhi has fought many people and met all kinds of people, but towards Nangong Jue, she always feels a deep sense of fear from the depths of her body.
"Messy, more cozy."
She tried her best to calm her voice, and then said, "I think this is more suitable for your style, young master."
He sat on the leather chair and corrected him lightly, "What should Miss Song call me?"
Zhizhi was resentful at his superior tone, but she could only hook her head and call out, "President."
Nangong Jue hummed, "Did you find anything?"
Song Xiaozhi was silent...
"Miss Song?"
When Nangongjue repeated it for the second time, the voice seemed to come from the ground, full of coldness.
Song Xiaozhi opened his lips and tongue, but couldn't make a sound...
No one can make Young Master Nangong repeat it a third time.
In the next second, Song Xiaozhi felt a cold, hard object on his head...
An Yan raised a gun in his hand, expressionless, "Sheep, the young master is asking questions."
It turns out that being silent and pretending to be dead is not a panacea.
"I didn't..." Just die.
"I still remember when I was young, you let go of my hand and lost you. I saw you in the crowd, crying and holding ice cream in your hand. Sometimes, when I was sad and angry, you always had a way to make me happy. I still clearly remember those things There were times of laughter and tears..."
The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone penetrated into the tense atmosphere.
Song Xiaozhi turned his head and pointed to his bag, "Trouble, my phone."
An Yan picked it up with his toes, kicked and threw it at her.
Zhizhinu, this is the Hermes Birkin bag given to her by her son!
She took out the phone, and when she saw the name displayed, she hesitated for a moment, looked at the Nangong family in the room, bit her lip, wondering if she should answer the call.
The caller is a stone.
..............................
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Nangong Jue walked to the center of the room with steady steps, scanned the messy room with awe-inspiring eyes, and finally settled on Song Xiaozhi.
"It seems that Miss Song doesn't regard herself as an outsider of the Nangong family."
His voice was slow and elegant, with a chill for no reason.
Zhizhi has fought many people and met all kinds of people, but towards Nangong Jue, she always feels a deep sense of fear from the depths of her body.
"Messy, more cozy."
She tried her best to calm her voice, and then said, "I think this is more suitable for your style, young master."
He sat on the leather chair and corrected him lightly, "What should Miss Song call me?"
Zhizhi was resentful at his superior tone, but she could only hook her head and call out, "President."
Nangong Jue hummed, "Did you find anything?"
Song Xiaozhi was silent...
"Miss Song?"
When Nangongjue repeated it for the second time, the voice seemed to come from the ground, full of coldness.
Song Xiaozhi opened his lips and tongue, but couldn't make a sound...
No one can make Young Master Nangong repeat it a third time.
In the next second, Song Xiaozhi felt a cold, hard object on his head...
An Yan raised a gun in his hand, expressionless, "Sheep, the young master is asking questions."
It turns out that being silent and pretending to be dead is not a panacea.
"I didn't..." Just die.
"I still remember when I was young, you let go of my hand and lost you. I saw you in the crowd, crying and holding ice cream in your hand. Sometimes, when I was sad and angry, you always had a way to make me happy. I still clearly remember those things There were times of laughter and tears..."
The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone penetrated into the tense atmosphere.
Song Xiaozhi turned his head and pointed to his bag, "Trouble, my phone."
An Yan picked it up with his toes, kicked and threw it at her.
Zhizhinu, this is the Hermes Birkin bag given to her by her son!
She took out the phone, and when she saw the name displayed, she hesitated for a moment, looked at the Nangong family in the room, bit her lip, wondering if she should answer the call.
The caller is a stone.
..............................
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