My Holy Virgin Mary! Nimo Lan almost shed tears. The entire wardrobe was filled with luxury brands that she would never dare to think of, even limited editions!
When the maid saw that Nimolan was silent, she asked, "Don't you like these, Miss Ni? These are the new models released today. I sorted some of them yesterday. If there is nothing suitable, I will replace them immediately."
"No, no need," Nimolan got out of bed, walked to the closet with bare feet, stared deeply at the dazzling clothes, and asked, "You said, I can choose these clothes at will, right?"
"Of course." the maid said firmly.
Nimolan suddenly laughed out loud. She patted her forehead and said to herself: "Fool, how could I forget? I think she is the fiancée of the crown prince of the Balik family... This kind of thing should be done
It’s commonplace…”
"But they are not mine after all, right?" Finally, the maid heard her say loudly.
Yes, she can choose to wear these clothes at will. She also loves these designer clothes that ordinary girls love. However, she cannot just indulge in vain glory. After all, she is still an ordinary person who needs to work hard with her own hands.
Nimolan! If you don’t really fall in love, you must leave with dignity. She is not a woman who betrays herself in the face of wealth!
Ji Moxuan stood in front of the window and frowned at Nimolan, who was still wearing the same dirty clothes as yesterday. He asked Nimolan's maid behind him: "What did she say?"
"She said: Those clothes don't belong to her and she can't wear them." The maid told Ji Moxuan exactly what Nimolan said when she refused.
Ji Moxuan let go of the curtains in his hands to block out the sunlight. The maid in the dark room could not see his expression clearly.
After a long time, he ordered: "Send all those clothes away."
When Nimolan arrived at the work unit, he called his supervisor at home. Unexpectedly, no one answered the phone. As soon as he put down the phone, there was a voice message. Nimolan had an ominous premonition and picked up the call.
"Lanlan, dad is leaving for a while. Over the years, dad has always wanted to go out alone and see the places your mother wanted to go, and use my eyes to help her see the world. You
I started working to help my father when I was sixteen years old. I lived frugally and didn’t even have decent clothes. My father was a rough man and didn’t read as many books as you, but he lived longer than you and lived longer than you.
You will be optimistic about Lai. The head of the Balik family is a good man, and he will definitely give you a better future. You no longer need to give up your dreams to protect me. Come on, my daughter, take advantage of this
Do whatever it takes to realize your dream! Never stay with my useless dad again! If you are still unwilling to marry into the Balik family, then please think about the 20 million I owe dad.
!Remember, don’t mention the money dad owes their family in front of others, give dad some dignity, make money well, and pay it off one day!”
"The voice message has been played. Please press to listen again..." The voice message rang on the phone, calmly.
Nimolan lowered her hands feebly and couldn't stop her tears from flowing out. What was this and what? It was said that it was for her own good, and it was also said that he wanted her to pay off her father's debt. Should she be angry or sad? It was inexplicable!
Damn it, what's going on now, do I have to marry into that gorgeous cage?
"Nimolan! What are you doing? Why don't you photocopy the documents quickly? The meeting will begin soon!" the manager ordered loudly across the entire office.
Nimolan almost threw the phone away, calmed down, wiped away his tears and started to work. Keep yourself busy and let these annoying things not disturb you for the time being!
Busy and busy, the whole morning passed. When she raised her wrist to look at the watch again, it was already past twelve o'clock, and she was the only one left in the huge office who had not eaten. Her temples were beating suddenly,
The feeling of fatigue came instantly.
At this time, the cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
Unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Did you have lunch? I just happened to pass by. If you haven't eaten yet, how about we come together?" The low male voice on the other end of the phone sounded like the man I just met last night.
Nimolan asked very uncertainly: "Are you... Ji Moxuan?"
A burst of low laughter passed by, stimulating Nimolan's nerves like an electric current. He just heard him say: "Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Do you have other boyfriends?"
"Ah, no, you misunderstood..."
"I'm joking, don't take it seriously. I've never dated a girl, so I don't know what to do to please you, but I've learned that for ordinary couples, having a meal together at noon is the best way to enhance their relationship.
It's done." Ji Moxuan seemed to be in a good mood, and his low voice became very brisk.
Nimolan pressed the pen in his hand awkwardly, not knowing whether to refuse or agree.
However, the other party didn't seem to give her a chance to refuse: "I'm right in front of your company, I'm so hungry." That tone was obviously coquettish towards her lover.
After hanging up the phone, Nimolan straightened his clothes and ran downstairs without stopping.
In ancient European fairy tales, the prince always rides a white horse to greet his princess. Nimolan thought that she was ordinary and could not be related to the word princess at all, but when she saw Ji Moxuan leaning against the white Bentley with a majestic expression on her face,
When she said hello to herself, at that moment she really mistakenly thought that she was a princess, and that her prince was going to lead her towards a happy life.
"Didn't it cause you any inconvenience?" Ji Moxuan raised the corner of his mouth, smiled brightly, and asked with concern.
The eyes of others glanced over, and the answer "no" was obviously a lie, but this "inconvenience" seemed not bad. Nimolan pursed his lips and shook his head shyly.
"That's good. I'm afraid it will cause trouble to you. After all, it's too temporary."
"No, you didn't eat with me at noon anyway." Nimolan found his voice and responded to Ji Moxuan's smile.
Ji Moxuan raised his eyebrows and naturally held Nimolan's hand: "Then, let's go to your company restaurant for dinner together! I really want to taste your usual meals!"
"Ah? This..." Nimo Lan obviously hesitated.
Ji Moxuan's deep black eyes moved slightly, then curved into a crescent shape: "Isn't it possible? I really want to have a taste. I want to know everything about you. Only in this way can I be a qualified boyfriend.
"
A huge emotion came over him. He, the prince and young master of the Balik family, actually begged in order to understand him. With that beautiful face and that pure smile, how could he bear to refuse?
Nimo Lan nodded in relief and agreed: "Okay, I don't think you will like it."
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