The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 122 Who Made You So Angry

Nan Feng completely suppressed his smile: "I thought Director Xia, who likes antiques, should be of good quality. Looking at it now, I overestimated you."

Xia Sangyu plucked the hair beside her ear, and returned to her usual smiling face: "My words are a bit harsh, but isn't this your actual record, Manager Nan?"

"The business district is so big, and the distance between Rongcheng and Beicheng is so close, what kind of gossip and anecdotes can be fermented in a short period of time, and everyone knows it. Maybe the rumors are a bit untrue, but the so-called empty holes will never come true. , something must have happened, right?"

She lowered her head and smiled, her long hair slid down her shoulders, revealing her small and round earlobes: "Manager Nan, I didn't mean to mock you either. In the world of fame and fortune, everyone will be fascinated at times, but you just have to recognize it." Be clear about yourself, don't think that being Mrs. Lu is like flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix. Cheng Yu is not a person who is not picky. Like you, he is just trying to be fresh for a while. Your status in his heart is probably not as good as that of Butler Fang .”

Even Butler Fang knew it. It seemed that she was really familiar with the Lu mansion.Nan Feng smiled brightly, but said: "Since Director Xia wants to discuss the issue of value with me so much, then may I ask, what is the identity of the young lady of the Lu family?"

Xia Sangyu focused her eyes: "The young lady of the Lu family is the future mistress of the Lu family, so it is naturally very precious."

Nanfeng smiled deeply: "Cheng Yu is a business genius, and he must understand the value of Mrs. Lu's young lady better than you. If he is just a novelty to me for a while, he can only use money. When we separate in the future, it will save me another trip." I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a divorce certificate, but he didn't have one, Director Xia, why don't you say he didn't?"

Xia Sangyu's eyebrows were serious, and she wanted to say something, but she finally pursed her lips.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I offered to be his girlfriend back then, but he rejected me." The two stood very close, and Nanfeng was half a head taller than her, looking down at her, "he said, He wants me to be Mrs. Lu in a proper name."

No matter how many evidences she could cite, in the end, she thought they were all, and her identity as Mrs. Lu was given by Lu Chengyu herself!

This is more than anything else!
Xia Sangyu could analyze the motives of Lu Chengyu's actions, but she couldn't figure out why he made the decision to marry Nanfeng, so she was speechless in front of Nanfeng's rhetorical question, and she couldn't do anything when she made the announcement. refute.

Nanfeng reached out to help her brush the hair on her shoulders behind her, as if they were close sisters-in-law, she said softly and slowly: "If I don't matter, he won't make such a request, Director Xia, You are his sister, you should also understand his temperament, he is not a person who is impulsive on a whim, so the only explanation is—"

"He loves me, so he doesn't want to wrong me."

Time freezes for a moment, the atmosphere in the office is dignified and chilling, like a string that has been pulled tightly and may break at any time.

In the meeting of eyes, Xia Sangyu took the lead to break the deadlock, and chuckled softly: "He loves you?"

"Manager Nan, Cheng Yu and I grew up together. We are the two best friends in the Lu family. He dotes on me, loves me and takes care of me. He doesn't want me to be wronged and hurt. You think you enjoy his tenderness, but in fact those I have experienced it all, and you are just using what I have used. Would it be too ridiculous for you to say that he loves you in front of me?"

Nan Feng said calmly: "That's right, you grew up together, and my brother and I grew up together. Most brothers and sisters are like this. Isn't this a normal thing? As for doting, if my sister doesn't love me, I should love her." Who? But sister and wife are different after all, I am the Mrs. Lu he wants, maybe you have experienced his tenderness, but his love for his wife is only for me. "

The phrase 'love for my wife' was as sharp as a sharp knife piercing through her defenses, Xia Sangyu was a little unsteady, and her lips suddenly pursed: "Manager Nan, you know that's not the case, and you are still deceiving yourself , Is there only a brother-sister relationship between me and Chengyu, can't you see it?!"

"'Between'? If you don't tell me, I really can't see it." Nanfeng's tone was calm, "All I see is your wishful thinking, singing for your own entertainment, but I haven't seen Chengyu responding to you, Director Xia, although a one-man show is also a play, but after a long performance, it will inevitably make people who watch it feel incomprehensible."

Xia Sangyu leaned on the corner of the desk and slowly sat down on the office chair.

She kept staring at Nanfeng, and after a while, she made a comeback again: "Manager Nan, love is based on equality. The disparity between your identities is so great that conflicts will arise sooner or later due to various frictions. Even if you have a marriage certificate, there is no guarantee." Not long."

well.

If the provocative route doesn't work out, then you can play the emotional card instead. Now that you find that the emotional card isn't that useful, why don't you just figure it out?

Nan Feng shook his head, this Director Xia is really worthy of her initial impression of her - he is indeed much more difficult than Yu Yao.

The classical wall clock on the wall suddenly rang. Nanfeng glanced at it. The hour and minute hands overlapped. It turned out that it was twelve noon.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a while, Xia Sangyu couldn't help but get angry: "Manager Nan, you're also a smart person. Rather than parting with all bruises in the future, it's better to end before everything starts. It might be a wise choice for you."

Nanfeng smiled warmly: "Even if you list a hundred reasons why I am not suitable for Chengyu today, it is actually irrelevant to me, because you can't change it no matter what, my marriage with Chengyu is facts recognized by the law.”

"It's like blue and white porcelain and thin bodied porcelain. Today, hundreds of years later, 'blue and white porcelain' is well-known both at home and abroad, not 'thin bodied porcelain', because orthodox will always be orthodox, and those derived and attached , imitation, even if it comes from the same vein, but it is not popular at the beginning, and it will never be popular in the future."

Xia Sangyu slammed the table and stood up: "You!"

What an orthodoxy!
What a bad one!

She dared to use blue and white porcelain and thin bodied porcelain to compare her and her. She was showing off, showing off that she was the legitimate Mrs. Lu, and even if she came from the Lu family like Lu Chengyu, she couldn't get on the stage from the beginning to the end. Bastard daughter!

How dare she be presumptuous!

Xia Sangyu gritted her teeth and said, "Do you dare to say that thin-bodied porcelain is not popular?"

Nanfeng shook his head, and the smile in his eyes was shining brightly like a lantern: "I did not deny the value and status of thin-bodied porcelain. My sentence should be disassembled and understood. The first half of the sentence is about thin-bodied porcelain. The second half of the sentence is about you."

I'm not in the mainstream, I'm talking about you.

Nanfeng seldom speaks to the point of offending others, but she is no longer polite to Xia Sangyu.

She picked up the documents on the table, glanced at the thin-bodied porcelain plate, and said with a slight smile, "It's an antique after all, Director Xia should put it away carefully, if you knock it over, it will be even cheaper. "

After speaking, she smiled and left.

Xia Sangyu stood where she was, her embarrassment at being humiliated turned into a monstrous rage.

She shouted at her back: "Nanfeng! You think you are the legitimate Mrs. Lu, but let me tell you, Chengyu never told me about your marriage! Never mentioned it to anyone else! Do you know why? Because he didn't pay attention to your marriage at all! Think about your own identity, a female publicist, he can't even tell people!"

Nan Fengtou didn't return, and closed the door directly.

Xia Sangyu raised her hand abruptly.

The thin-bodied porcelain plate with exquisite shape fell to the ground!
The secretary hurried in when he heard the commotion, and seeing the mess of the place, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Director Xia, isn't this your favorite porcelain plate? Why..."

Xia Sangyu's eyes were horribly cold: "Cheap things, why keep them!"

……

Nanfeng didn't stop in his footsteps, he walked quickly all the way, leaving the office far away.

There are four windows in the long corridor, the wind and clouds outside are changing, the sudden wind brings a biting chill, the south wind passes through the hall, and the cheeks are sore.

She didn't stop until the end of the corridor, when she had nowhere to go.

She breathed quietly, but she couldn't let go of the stone blocked in her throat.

Nan Feng stood quietly on the spot for a while, and suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Nan Feng."

The mind suddenly became certain, and the originally chaotic thoughts gradually became clear. She didn't want people to notice the strangeness, so she closed her eyes and pressed all the negative emotions into the depths of her soul.

It wasn't until he adjusted his expression to be the same as usual that Nan Feng turned around, looked at the man in front of him, and shouted with a smile, "Mr. Sheng, what's the matter?"

Sheng Yuchen glanced at her, but asked back, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. It's too stuffy in the office. I'll come out to get some air." Nan Feng smiled, and looked out of the window again. The dark clouds covered the sun and it was gloomy, just like their first day in Beicheng.

"Looks like it's going to rain again." She murmured.

The next moment, he picked up her hand, and he said in a low voice, "It's okay, you squeezed her hand so tightly?"

Nan Feng froze for a moment, only to realize that his hands had been clenched so tightly that even his fingers turned white.

He frowned: "Release."

Nan Feng habitually obeyed his orders, and slowly opened his hand, leaving four clear nail marks on his white palm.

There were faint bloodstains.

"Who made you so angry?" Sheng Yuchen condensed his voice.

Nan Feng smiled and shook his head: "No one." She was about to withdraw her hand, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw another person walking up the corridor.

His eyes fell on Sheng Yuchen's hand holding her, his eyes were deep and deep, and his usual cold background seemed to be covered with frost again.

(End of this chapter)