Hearing this, Nangong Yi smiled softly and asked, "When did I become your fiancée? Why didn't I know?"
Nangong Jue gently rubbed her hair, "I decided by default."
Nangong Yi was speechless.
Seeing that these two people didn't care about them at all, Xi Min turned dark and asked Nangong Jue: "Baby, come and see your fiancée."
She said, pulling Zuo Rou to the side of Nangong Jue.
"Baby, this is your fiancée. How can you just pick up a woman and accept your fiancée?"
Nangong Jue didn't even look at them. He directly pulled Nangong Yi to sit on the sofa and took out his cell phone to call Murong Shi.
"Find a new maid and bring it to me tomorrow."
After answering the phone, Nangong Jue said a sentence without politeness and hung up decisively. Isolating Murong Shi's various roars on the other side of the phone, he gently held Nangong Yi with one hand, stroked her hair, and raised her head slightly.
Lifting his eyelids, the action was incredibly sultry, and Zuo Rou next to him was a little crazy.
He said to the three people standing: "Pack up the bedding...go back to where they came from."
Actually what he wanted to say was to pack up the bedding and get out of bed.
But after thinking about it, I changed my words.
Xi Min's face turned even darker, "Nangong Jue, I am your mother!"
Nangong Jue closed his eyes slightly and decisively refused to let her go.
It's just that somehow, this cool action feels a little sad at the moment.
Nangong Yi looked distressed.
"Is this how you are a mother?" She still couldn't help but interject.
"Shut up, this is between me and my son. Don't think that you can enter our Ouyang house just by getting into his bed. Let me tell you, there is no door!" Xi Min yelled at her.
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Nangong Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes, "Who in this world knows about your Ouyang family? There is a good person in the Ouyang family! Who cares?"
Xi Min looked at her with a dark face and trembling lips, obviously she was angry with him.
She then said to Nangong Jue: "Baby, go home with mom. From now on, mom's property will all belong to you. Mom only has you as her son. Be good. Listen to mom and stay with Rourou..."
"Who is your son?"
Nangong Jue, who had been silent all this time, was finally willing to speak.
He smiled softly, extremely coldly, and suddenly picked up the materials on the sofa and threw them in front of Xi Min.
"Is this your family property?"
Xi Min looked at the information and his face suddenly turned pale.
The color photo on the file is particularly eye-catching. In the photo, she is ambiguously embracing an average-looking man who is over fifty years old.
That's no one else.
Xi Min's lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"Is this your love? Not long after my father passed away, you just wanted to get along with this old man for your own status? You said you went to all the trouble to find me? What on earth did you go to?"
The sharp questioning left Xi Min speechless.
She sat dejectedly on the sofa, trembling, and retracted her head into her knees.
Nangong Jue's cold look made her feel guilty and ashamed.
Zuo Rou took one look at the information and suddenly exclaimed: "Aunt Xi, isn't this Uncle Ouyang?"
Uncle Ouyang?
Nangong Yi felt confused. What kind of riddle were Nangong Jue and the others trying to solve?
Could it be that Xi Min went all out to find Nangong Jue not because she loved him?
She was confused, picked up the information, and when she saw the line introducing Ouyang, her face suddenly changed, and she threw the information on Xi Min...
