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Chapter 1472 Sweet Marriage 33 I don't have a girlfriend yet.

"My mother never cares about entertainment and gossip. If it weren't for you, would she suddenly notice Hao Xiaoman?"

Lin Wanqing smiled lightly: "Mom said that she would arrange a blind date for you, so I casually mentioned that you have someone you like. Could it be wrong?"

She spoke tentatively.

Nan Mubai was used to wearing dark clothes at home, which made him look deep and stern, looking at her expressionlessly now, gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

Lin Wanqing was almost defeated by his lackluster gaze, put down her teacup, adjusted her sitting posture, and looked at him quietly: "Mubai, when we met, you were 15 years old and I was 12 years old. It's been 14 years, how many 14 years can you have in your life? Are you really going to keep talking to me like this?"

Nan Mubai narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger: "So what? How does sister-in-law want me to treat you in the future?"

Lin Wanqing pursed her lips: "As before, you should know that although I am married to your elder brother, he has never touched me. From the beginning to the end, I belong to you alone."

Nan Mubai smiled: "Sister-in-law, are you courting me now? Are you really short of men?"

Being humiliated face-to-face like this, Lin Wanqing's face quickly showed a trace of unconcealable embarrassment, her white teeth bit her lower lip deeply, and her voice trembled slightly: "Mubai, I know how much you love me, you How cold you are to me now is how much you hate me, and how much you hate me is how much you love me."

Without love, where does hate come from?If there is no hatred, how can it be cold?
Nan Mubai just leaned against the window and looked at her mockingly, his lips were thin, and his voice was as cold as if soaked in the coldest night: "Sister-in-law, you are thinking too much, I am cold to you just because Hate you, simply hate."

Lin Wanqing still couldn't control her emotions, no matter whether these words were true or not, listening to them was a kind of torture in her heart.

Say no more, get up and leave in embarrassment.

Nan Mubai stared at the steaming cup of tea on the coffee table, his gaze gradually became gloomy and cold, as some emotion was rattling violently in his body, he suddenly strode over, grabbed the teacup and shook it fiercely. to the wall.

With a sound of 'pa--', countless pieces of broken porcelain splashed in all directions accompanied by sporadic hot tea.

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The hostess of the Nan family likes ancient style buildings, so the Nan house has a strong atmosphere of mountains and rivers inside and out. The rockery, green water, arch bridge and stone steps are all available. All the wooden buildings here are made of sandalwood. As soon as you open the door, you can smell the elegant aroma of sandalwood.

Cars are not allowed in, and Nan Mubai is so tired that he has to walk for 10 minutes to reach the main living room, and his expression is not very good when he enters.

Mrs. Nan was bathing the newly picked kitten. When the maid said that the second young master Nan was back, she ran out in a hurry, but she didn't see a woman beside him. She was immediately disappointed: "Didn't you mean to bring my little girlfriend back to show me?" Is it?"

Nan Mubai threw himself on the sofa, took a sip of the tea handed over by the maid, and then said coldly: "I don't have a girlfriend yet, mom, when did you start to listen to those messy rumors!"

When he said this, Lin Wanqing happened to come down from the stairs. Hearing this, her red lips curved slightly.

Mrs. Nan didn't mind either. She washed her hands and showed him some photos that she had prepared in advance: "That's just right. Mom picked some good girls for you. Do you see if you like them? Mom will arrange them for you." one time."

Nan Mubai stretched out his hand impatiently and pushed it away: "No."

(End of this chapter)