Xia Lan rolled her eyes at him, "Sorry, I don't know you."
"Nangong Lie." Nangong Lie stretched out his hand, acting like a polite gentleman again.
Staring at his hand, Xia Lan hesitated and patted it gently, "Xia Lan."
Before she could retract, Nangong Lie quickly grabbed hold of her, and his ruthless aura reoccupied his young and energetic face, "Look, we know each other now."
"You - let go!" Lan Xia pulled back hard, and without paying attention, she fell backwards.
Unexpectedly, a pair of strong arms supported her behind her.
Turning around, he met Fei Sijue's slightly troubled eyes.
"Who are you?" He stared at Nangong Lie.
Nangong Lie smiled, tilted his head and looked at him, "I'm just a nobody, not as prestigious as your title of CEO of Fei's International."
Fei Sijue raised his eyebrows. He could recognize him at a glance, but he was by no means as simple as a small person.
An Yinuo came to Xia Lan's side, his suspicious eyes wandered over the two of them, and he asked cautiously, "Xiao Lan, who is he?"
Xia Lan said angrily, "My grandson."
An Yinuo and Fei Sijue were both stunned, but what was even more puzzling was Nangong Lie's reaction.
He laughed so hard on the side that he couldn't stand up, "Oh my God, Xia Lan, you can't think of it! Haha..." If the old woman knew about it, it would be strange if she didn't get angry to death!
He liked this answer very abnormally.
After laughing enough, he immediately said seriously, "Hey, you admitted this yourself! From now on, you are my grandma, no denying it!" Then he went over to hold her hand and screamed so cutely.
He said, "Grandma~"
An Yinuo blinked his eyes and said, "Can you tell me what's going on between you two?"
Xia Lan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Please, I just said it casually."
Fei Sijue's face looked ugly. He slapped his hand away and pulled Xia Lan behind him, "Get out of here within thirty seconds."
Nangong Lie raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth with disdain, "President Fei Da, before giving orders, it's best to find out who is the master here."
Fei Sijue frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
Nangong Lie pointed to the wedding dress on An Yinuo, "Unfortunately, this is my work." He stretched out his arms and turned around leisurely, "All the dresses here are all designed by me."
An Yinuo and Xia Lan both widened their eyes in disbelief, "Are you a designer?"
It’s hard to imagine that a 20-year-old boy is actually a famous French fashion designer!
Xia Lan said jealously, "I can't tell you are so capable."
He blinked at her ambiguously, "Grandma, there are still many things you can't see. I'll give you a chance to discover them slowly in the future."
Fei Sijue glanced coldly and said with a cold tone, "I won't wear clothes designed by this kind of person." He looked back at the two of them and said, "Change."
An Yinuo crossed his hands on his chest, very protective, "No, Jue, I like this wedding dress."
Fei Sijue glared at her, then turned to Xia Lan, "What about you?"
Xia Lan bit her lip and said neutrally, "Actually, the wedding dress is really beautiful..."
Fei Sijue's eyes seemed to freeze to death in an instant. He stared at Xia Lan and gritted his teeth as he listened carefully to each word, "Okay, you have the right to choose."
Turn around and stride away.
An Yinuo was so anxious that he chased after him, "Jue!"
Xia Lan shook her head, "You're really stingy."
Nangong Lie narrowed his eyes, looked at her with a half-smile, and suddenly whispered into her ear, "Men are usually stingy with their own possessions."
Xia Lan didn't even look back and slapped him away, "It's all because of you!"
Nangong Lie covered his face and looked hurt, "Grandma Xiaolan, you are too rude!"
An Yinuo stood at the door, watching Fei Sijue's sports car roaring away, and stamped his feet angrily, "Damn it!" He turned around and glared at Xia Lan through the glass window, "What a broomstick!"