The car door closed Nimolan inside. Commander Ni turned his back to the car door and said to Butler Lin with tears in his eyes: "This child is kind, but sometimes too naive. Please help me take more care of her."
Butler Lin nodded deeply: "You have made sacrifices for the family. Let me take him to express my gratitude to you. In fact, you don't have to lie to Miss Ni that you owe the family money. This will harm your reputation in your daughter's mind."
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"Oh, if I didn't say that, how could this child easily agree to the marriage? Lao Lin, you and I have known each other for many years, and I will leave my daughter to you!" Chief Ni was about to burst into tears, and he didn't even look at the car door again.
I don't even have the courage.
Sitting in the car, Nimolan was filled with grievances and even a little angry. She was so angry that she didn't open the window or look at her unsatisfactory Chief Ni.
Finally, Butler Lin got into the car and said "Let's go" to the driver. At this time, she sat up straight, leaned against the car window and shouted: "Damn dad! Just wait, I will definitely pay off my debt and come back."
!I won’t sell myself! Absolutely not!”
Balik Manor.
The dark European style building is reflected in clear and dark shadows by the bright yellow lights. From a distance, it looks like a chateau. Several birds are chirping in the courtyard, and the apple tree beside it is bearing apples.
A dark shadow stood beside the pool that no longer sprayed water, lonely and independent.
"Master, it's late autumn now. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold if you keep standing like this. It's better to go back to the house." The kind-hearted old woman held a coat and said to the tall back in front of her.
There was no answer for a long time.
At this moment, the birds in the night suddenly fluttered their wings and flew away, and two car lights flashed past.
The old woman reminded: "Master, Butler Lin is back."
The man called Young Master turned around with a cruel smile on his handsome face: "Today's dinner must be very sumptuous."
From the wooden plank road to the forest driveway, then to the wide asphalt road, and finally into the fountain square of the field manor, Nimolan's heart beat harder and harder, and in the end he was almost vomiting.
She worked very hard in the afternoon and didn't eat in the evening. She had been so stimulated just now that she was about to collapse. In fact, she was not usually so weak. It was just because the blow she received was so great that she was already weakened.
Cracks appeared in the iron will.
Butler Lin took her into the main house of the Balik family, followed the smooth marble floor up the spiral staircase, and stopped in front of a large door.
Butler Lin tilted his head and said meticulously: "Miss Ni, this is the living room of the main house. When you see the head master, you have to call him master. There is no need to be nervous, the head master is very easy-going."
Nimolan nodded to express his understanding.
Then Butler Lin opened the dark brown door in front of him, and the bright yellow of the room flashed into people's eyes, which was extremely eye-catching. Deep in the living room, there was a figure sitting upright.
One step, two steps... ten steps... Nimolan counted the steps under his feet and slowly approached. At this moment, the figure slowly stood up and faced him. When he saw it clearly, he was already being held by someone.
After holding her hand, the kind old man said to her tremblingly: "I've been waiting for you!"
"Hello, sir." Nimolan tried hard to keep his voice from trembling.
The old man tightened his hand and warned: "Don't call me master, call me grandpa. Come on, my child, call me grandpa!"
Nimolan glanced at Butler Lin, who nodded. She tried hard to control her voice and called "Grandpa."
"Hey! You're so good! Sit down, sit down, and let grandpa take a good look at you!" The old man smiled so much that his wrinkles opened up. The fine-quality pajamas made him look graceful and luxurious. Nimo Lan didn't dare to disobey.
He ordered and followed the old man's movements to sit on the sofa.
"How old are you now?" The old man did not let go of Nimolan's hand and kept holding it in his palm.
"I am 25 years old this year."
"Ah, then my grandson is a little older than you. He is 26 years old."
Nimolan didn't know how to answer the call and looked a little embarrassed. In fact, she had been embarrassed from the beginning.
The old man's eyes flashed, and after glancing at Butler Lin, he said loudly: "You haven't eaten yet? Dinner is already prepared. Let's eat together!"
The Balik family is a world-renowned big family. It originated in Europe in the Middle Ages. It has experienced several ups and downs during the period, but it has never failed. The family has inextricable relationships with the royal family and nobility. Since the last century, the family has gone from strength to strength.
In the business field, the family's heritage and honor are maintained by the clan's own wisdom and efforts. Today, the Balik family is not only a royal aristocracy, but also a spiritual symbol, and its model is closer to a business group. The current Balik family is the head of the family.
The man is none other than the chairman of the Balik Group, the old man holding Nimolan's hand at the moment - Andersen Walfield, an old man with mixed blood from four countries.
The crystal chandelier hovered above the head, and the metallic tableware lay quietly on the white tablecloth. Nimo Lan sat rigidly on the left side of the head master, not even having the courage to raise his head and look around the entire restaurant.
It's too luxurious to look directly at.
The head of the family sat down and told others: "Go and ask the young master to come over."
"Grandpa." Before the eldest master finished speaking, a pleasant male voice rang out.
The next moment, a boy-looking man sat across from Nimolan. She looked up along her collar, and the unusually red lips broke into Nimolan's eyes. From then on, she never dared to look up again - Could it be that this
Just her fiancé? Just his mouth is dazzlingly beautiful!
"I heard that my fiancée is here. How could I ask her to wait for me? Grandpa, I have been waiting here for a long time." The pleasant male voice continued to ring.
Goosebumps instantly appeared on Nimolan's back.
"Well, okay," the head of the house seemed to nod in agreement, and then turned to Nimolan, "My son, this is my grandson, your fiancé Ji Moxuan."
Ji Moxuan, the prince who was loved by thousands of people as mentioned in the newspaper? How could there be such shitty luck in the world that she got hit by accident? There are millions of girls in the world, why bother letting her get hit! I'm a nanny
Did Mo Lan remain a virgin until her death in her last life? Otherwise, how could she be so indifferent to a man and sell herself as his wife?
Thinking of this, the tragic emotions made Nimolan extremely heroic, and without thinking, he stood up and stretched out his arms: "Hello! I am Nimolan!"
What is the situation?
Across the whole table, the man calmly smiled a beautiful smile that shocked the world. He was arrogant and restrained, but with a strong aura of contempt. His facial features were profound, and there was an ambiguity between his eyebrows, as if a god was visiting him. There was a grain of light in the corner of his eye.
The small red mole adds to the charm, and the chin is pointed, paired with the red lips! Damn it, how can a man look so good-looking?
Nemolan shouted God's injustice, even his outstretched hands trembled.
The next second, the cold touch shocked her completely.
He said: "I know who you are, my fiancée."
It was as cold and cruel as a snake.
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