After dinner, Nangong Minglu asked Ding Nuo to drive around the entire city for a long time before letting him go and letting him deliver her to the gate of Fengyun High School.
Ding Nuo stopped the car and tilted his head to look at her, "What? Aren't you ready to tell me?"
"What?" Nangong Minglu pretended to be dumbfounded.
After chatting and driving with Ding Nuo for so long, the shadow left by Han Xiyan in her heart has been faded by Ding Nuo's warmth. She doesn't want to say it anymore and let Ding Nuo worry with her.
"What's on your mind! You don't think I'm too stupid to see it, do you?" Ding Nuo said seriously.
Nangong Minglu kept relying on him to talk about things, hurt, and looking for warmth.
Something must have happened to her to be like this, Ding Nuo was very worried.
"Don't worry! Nangong Ming smiled brightly, "I did encounter some unhappy things just now, but now everything is over, I will be fine! Don't worry!"
Nangong Minglu waved coolly to Ding Nuo, turned around and walked into Fengyun's door.
Ding Nuo shook his head helplessly. She refused to say anything, and there was nothing he could do.
He has never been able to do anything to her!
Ding Nuo was thinking about something while driving, feeling a little upset.
I wonder what happened to his little princess?
That stubborn girl just refused to say anything!
…
Pushing open the office door, Ding Nuo was surprised for a moment, then returned to his normal expression, and calmly asked the person sitting opposite him: "Are you sitting in the wrong place?"
now.
Sitting on Ding Nuo's office chair was a handsome young man. He was just sitting casually and lazily, but it made people feel inexplicably kingly and domineering, which was not commensurate with his age.
That young man is none other than Ding Nuo’s young boss—Ling Haotian!
Ling Haotian looked at Ding Nuo and then at the time. He leaned comfortably on the backrest, crossed his fingers on his chest, and said easily: "You are already two hours, fifty-five minutes and thirty seconds late.
, So, this is how you became the general manager of my family!"
Ding Nuo didn't say anything. He walked directly to his desk, knocked on his desk with the middle finger of his right hand, and said expressionlessly: "Please go sit over there!"
Ding Nuo pointed to the row of sofas by the window where Nangong Minglu had just sat.
Ling Haotian suddenly cast his gaze on Ding Nuo's face, with a cold expression and sharp eyes.
