Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 325 What Can I Do? Why Are the Shawls Falling Down?
After changing clothes, Shu Nianchen grabbed the shawl and went downstairs.

Before she could figure it out, the maid came over and said to her, "Young Madam, the master invites you to the main house."

"Oh, good."

"By the way, do you know whose shawl belongs to it?"

The maid glanced at it and replied with a smile, "It's Miss Yun's shawl."

"Miss Yun?"

"Yes, Miss Yun has just returned to China, and she went to the main house with the young master to meet the master."

Shu Nianchen's forehead jumped, clutching the shawl in his hand, frowning,

When she came to the steps in front of the old house, she looked up at the majestic and luxurious villa in front of her, but she didn't dare to go in.

Shu Nianchen has always cared about Miss Yun who appeared out of thin air.

She was curious about her identity and what kind of relationship she had with Nan Jinghong.

Nan Jinghong has always disliked other people entering his territory. Before she moved into his bedroom, Xiaoli also said that his bedroom is cleaned by a dedicated person, and other redundant personnel are not allowed to enter.

Shu Nianchen also knew that Nan Jinghong didn't like the pungent smell of perfume. Last time she was planning a perfume commercial, she accidentally knocked over the perfume and spilled it all over the floor. Nan Jinghong taught her a lesson.

But this 'Miss Yun' was not only able to enter the bedroom freely, but also left the shawl with such a strong fragrance safely in the bedroom. Nan Jinghong's tolerance for her reached an extremely high level.

Moreover, what Shu Nianchen was most concerned about was what might happen to them in the bedroom.

Just came back from abroad, how could anyone enter the bedroom?
Lonely men and widows, what can they do in the room, why are the shawls left behind?

The more Shu Nianchen thought about it, the more dazed he became.

She stood outside for a while, Xiaoli came out from inside and came to her side, "Young Madam, why are you standing here?"

Xiaoli smiled sweetly, "The old man and the young master are waiting for you."

Among them, including that Miss Yun?
At this moment, faint laughter came from the villa. It seemed that the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Shu Nianchen looked up at Xiaoli, feeling frustrated, "I don't want to go in, I don't feel well, I want to go back to rest, you can tell grandpa for me."

Now she is very irritable and wants to leave.

No matter how Xiaoli asked, Shu Nianchen didn't say a word, and went back the same way by car.

But she didn't go into the bedroom, but went straight to the small guest room where she lived before.

No matter what, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Fortunately, she was still thinking about coming back to please him and be grateful for the arrangements he made for her mother.

Now... Hehe, she really has no idea at all.

No wonder he is not interested in other women. I guess this Miss Yun is the one on his heart!

Curled up, many inexplicable thoughts scrambled into his head, Shu Nianchen lifted the quilt to cover his body, not wanting to care about this shit at all.

What shawl, what Miss Yun, what Nan Jinghong...

She doesn't care about anything.

With a heavy head, she fell asleep directly.

After an unknown amount of time, she vaguely noticed that someone was touching her hair and ears. Shu Nianchen felt itchy, subconsciously flinched, and dimly opened her eyes.

Beside the bed, Nan Jinghong withdrew his hand leisurely, and looked at her with an indifferent expression, "Sleeping for so long, are you a pig?"

When he saw him, he became angry, and when he heard what he said, he became even angrier.

Shu Nianchen turned her head, "I want you to take care of it."

Seeing that she was about to cover the quilt again, he grabbed it and frowned slightly, "Why don't you sleep in the bedroom and come here to miss life?"

(End of this chapter)