The smooth sound of the piano is melodious and clear under the agile fingers. Nangong Minglu, dressed in a chiffon gauze dress, sits behind the piano dressed as a lady. She is beautiful but not ostentatious, simple but noble.
She seemed to be so immersed in the music that she had forgotten herself. Her white face was soft and beautiful, her eyes were calm and leisurely, and her face was quiet and peaceful. Ling Haotian was sitting in the shadows watching her, his eyes flickering.
She, another different her...
After the song ended, the sound of music faded away, and Nangong Minglu was about to leave.
"Hello, Miss Nangong! We meet again." Lu Ping appeared in front of Nangong Minglu with a smile again.
"Hello!" Nangong Minglu replied with a smile.
Nangong Minglu had always had a good impression of this polite man with a polite smile. Although his impression of his master was not very good, Nangong Minglu still couldn't refuse him and followed him to Ling Haotian again.
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"Sit!" Ling Haotian began to feel a little interesting. The little witch Han Xiyan said was well-deserved, and he couldn't understand it more and more.
Nangong Minglu sat down casually and asked for a cold drink - of course she couldn't waste her Miss Nangong's time in vain, there had to be some reward, right?
"Young Master Ling, what are you planning to do? This fly doesn't belong to your family, does it?" In fact, Nangong Minglu said this knowingly. She had already inquired before coming here, and this place does not belong to the Lan family.
, not from the Ling family, but——but from the Han family.
That's right, this is an industry under Han Xiyan's name.
In fact, it’s not very good. It’s really frustrating to think about it. It turns out that she, Nangong Minglu, has so many enemies!
However, that's it for Han Xiyan and Lan Yufei. Han Xiyan has been her enemy since childhood, and Lan Yufei is Han Xiyan's friend. Naturally, she can't expect them to give her any good looks.
But the young master Ling across from him was strange. She had clearly never offended him, but he always wanted to plot against her. It couldn't be that she, Nangong Minglu, was so beautiful and fragrant that he was so beautiful.
You are obsessed with dreams, you can't stop, are you deliberately looking for excuses to get close to her?
"Let me ask you a question." Ling Haotian's words interrupted Nangong Minglu's fugue. Nangong Minglu looked at him without saying a word, which made him feel a little scared.
"Say." Nangong Minglu came back to her senses.
"Why do you always have to go out to work? Although you and your mother live a normal life, your father is very rich. If you are short of money, can you just say no to him?" Ling Haotian has always been curious.
I finally couldn't help but ask about this matter. He and Han Xiyan had known each other for so long, so of course he knew Rong Baichuan's strength.
