"Auntie, you are really joking." Nangong Xuanye is also a person in the shopping mall after all. People who care about everything will naturally not be able to achieve great things. But settling accounts after the fall naturally does not fall into this category.
Of course, the reason why I am with Nangong Nana is because of what Nangong Nana said, which is really tempting. Furthermore, Nangong Nana’s appearance is also quite good, and her conditions are so attractive, I
Is there any reason not to agree?
It's just that Nangong Haotian and his family are really unpleasant to watch, so it's no wonder that Nangong Nana would make such a suggestion.
Huh, Nangong Xuanye snorted in his heart. It won't be long before the position of President Nangong will be his. By then, he really wants to see what kind of faces Yu Qingmei and Nangong Haotian will use to beg him?
Nangong Haotian relied on his father's status in the Nangong family and naturally got a lot of benefits. It was a pity that a car accident almost killed him, but then a bastard like Nangong Hexuan came along.
Only this old thing can change things. If Nangong Hexuan is allowed to dominate the Nangong family all the time, he may not even be able to move.
Although Nangong Hexuan usually doesn't take care of the internal affairs of the Nangong family, he knows the situation of other people well, so naturally it's hard to take action. Now it's Nangong Qingyuan.
This is simply a great gift from God, how could you not want it?
Thinking of this, Nangong Xuanye relaxed a little, and then asked, "What project is Qingyuan working on? I heard that Hexuan had finished everything that could be finished before, so there won't be any trouble in a short time."
What's the case?" Although I don't know what Nangong Qingyuan can do, I still want to ask out of politeness.
"I'm not very clear about this. The affairs of the Nangong family have always been handled by men like you." Yu Qingmei couldn't help but cracked her mouth as she spoke, with a spring breeze on her face. After all, her own
His son finally took the position of President Nangong, and as a mother, he was naturally very happy.
"Why don't you go ask the butler." Yu Qingmei turned her head and looked at the butler with a smile, as if she didn't notice the strange look on the butler's face at all. She asked directly, "Butler, what's wrong with Qingyuan?"
What are you busy with? If it's not important, let him come over. After all, it will be his sister's fiancé who is visiting the house."
"Uh... Okay." The housekeeper hesitated to speak, but curled his lips slightly and walked out. After a while, Nangong Qingyuan followed the housekeeper in.
Looking from a distance, Nangong Qingyuan's walking pace seemed a little unsteady. Yu Qingmei thought she had seen it wrong, so she shook her head and looked again.
But at this time, Nangong Qingyuan was already sitting on the chair, so Yu Qingmei didn't say anything. Seeing that Nangong Qingyuan's hair was a little messy and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead, Yu Qingmei spoke.
"Qingyuan, why are you sweating so much?" Yu Qingmei looked at her precious son sweating profusely, feeling quite distressed. "If the work is hard, ask the housekeeper to help share the burden. It will be a little difficult at the beginning."
When the old housekeeper heard what Yu Qingmei said, he almost burst into tears. He could only mutter silently in his heart, Madam, there are some things that even if you want to help, you don't have the strength!