Nie Zheng directly expressed his dissatisfaction, "Is the article suitable for reading?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and smiled with her lips pursed. Mr. Nie was jealous again.
Are you so jealous, the jealous king of East Asia?
She smiled and nodded, "It's good-looking. He looks like you."
Oh.
Nie Zheng was amused by her, and her words were somewhat decent.
"Azheng."
Feng Xiaoxiao said mysteriously, "Do you feel sad?"
"how?"
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked her.
Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, "You treat him so sincerely for his own good, but your cousin doubts your intentions. He is quite respectful on the surface, but that's just on the surface."
"It doesn't matter."
Nie Zheng shook his head slightly, his expression unwavering.
"I didn't do it for him originally."
"Too."
Feng Xiaoxiao also felt relieved.
Of course she knew that Nie Zheng was doing it for Ye Jingming and the Ye family where he grew up.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look up at him.
This look in Nie Zheng's eyes made her feel weak, "Why are you looking at me like this?
What are you thinking about again?"
"whee."
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled, "It's nothing."
She was thinking just now that Nie Zheng was so nostalgic...for his family, so could she understand that the same was true for her?
Do people get better as they get older?
This was a silly thing to say, and she didn't ask.
During lunch, Feng Xiaoxiao told Nie Zheng about giving up the almond tofu.
"I originally wanted to buy it for you, are you angry?"
Nie Zheng held up a spoonful of jade tofu and fed it to Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth. Feng Xiaoxiao naturally sucked it into her mouth. Nie Zheng then said, "No, respect the old and love the young. This is accumulating blessings and there will be blessings in return."
"Ha ha."
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed.
Because of family inheritance, Mr. Nie is a Buddhist.
Although Feng Xiaoxiao didn't believe it, this kind of beautiful expectation was not a bad thing.
After the main meal was taken away, fruits and refreshments were served, and Feng Xiaoxiao was talking to Nie Zheng.
Nie Zheng mostly listened, but Feng Xiaoxiao occasionally glared, "Am I annoyed?"
"How come?"
Nie Zheng is telling the truth.
He took Xiaoxiao's words as a source of relaxation and felt that everything she said was good and her voice was as beautiful as a lark.
Feng Xiaoxiao saw that he didn't seem to be lying, and he wasn't tired of telling it alone.
Dong Dong, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Everyone who comes in is Liao Qingming. Liao Qingming has become more and more calm over the years, with the corners of his mouth always raised, and he has just developed the acquired smile.
But everyone who knows him well knows that Mr. Liao is a smiling person.
For example, it is also murderous.
Nie Zheng would have no expression on his face, and his tone would be calm, and he would say: "Kill him."
And Liao Qingming would smile, even in a happy tone, and say: "Kill him."
What kind of scary thing?
Are they all scary?
But at this moment, Liao Qingming faced Feng Xiaoxiao with a much more sincere smile, "Madam..." He then looked at Nie Zheng, "There is news from Lin Boxun. His wife is not feeling well and has been admitted to the hospital."
Nie Zheng nodded, "Let's make some arrangements."
"yes."
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at their expressions and knew that they had something serious to do.
So he picked up the handbag and said, "Zheng, you go and do your work, I'll just go back by myself."
With Yu Mo, Nie Zheng is not worried about Xiaoxiao's safety.
However, Nie Zheng pulled Feng Xiaoxiao, and Feng Xiaoxiao was confused, "What's wrong?"
"Let's go together."
When Nie Zheng said this, he was actually a little hesitant.
Originally, he just wanted to take good care of Xiaoxiao for the rest of his life.
Xiaoxiao is simple and simple. Many things in the wealthy business world are too dark, and he doesn't want Xiaoxiao to get involved.
However, during these days, Nie Zheng discovered that his lover might not be as fragile as he imagined.
Xiaoxiao grew up in a wealthy family, and her friends were also from this circle, so she might not be opposed to it.
Sure enough, Feng Xiaoxiao understood as soon as Nie Zheng opened his mouth.
She nodded seriously and said.
"Mr. Lin's wife is sick. I'm a woman. Maybe it's more convenient for me to be here."
Nie Zheng indeed meant this. He silently held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand.
"Thanks a lot."
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked in surprise, "Why do you say that?
I don’t want to film anymore, is this my job?
Isn’t that what Mrs. Nie does?”
"If you don't like it..." Nie Zheng was worried.
Feng Xiaoxiao glared, "Why don't I like it?
This is my right!"
Nie Zheng was stunned and smiled.
"right."
Leaving the restaurant, Nie Zheng and Feng Xiaoxiao rushed to the private hospital where Lin Boxun was staying.
They arrived not early, and there were already many people waiting at the door of the ward.
Because of Lin Boxun's status, although many people came to show their courtesy, everyone was very quiet and did not dare to make a sound.
Liao Qingming went to inquire about it and came back to tell Nie Zheng and the others, "Mr. Nie, Mr. Lin went out just now and hasn't come back yet."
No wonder there are so many people waiting here.
So the question now is, how did Lin Boxun get to look at him differently among so many people when he came?
This is almost impossible. There are so many people here, and Lin Boxun is concerned about his wife's health. How can he have any extra thoughts?
Nie Zheng nodded and whispered to Feng Xiaoxiao, "Don't worry, we are here, just express your feelings."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded seriously.
She also felt that one should not take advantage of someone else's wife's illness to gain a position of power. At such times, she should just convey her concern properly.
In the crowd, someone shouted suppressedly.
"Mr. Lin is here!"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked up and saw an old gentleman walking in front, followed by a group of people, coming this way.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, this old gentleman...why does she look so familiar?
He, he is not...! "Mr. Lin."
"Mr. Lin!"
Everyone came forward to express their feelings.
At this time, Nie Zheng was not fighting or grabbing. Everyone was a decent person, and they would not be crowded in an disorderly manner like the aunties buying vegetables at the market. After all, they also have a cooperative relationship with each other, or may have a cooperative relationship in the future.
Lin Boxun looked over and saw that Nie Zheng was neither humble nor arrogant, and his mood was just right. He was neither indifferent nor too sad. If he didn't control his emotions well, he would appear to be hypocritical.
"Mr. Lin."
Lin Boxun glanced at him and seemed to think for a moment, "Oh, you are Ye Jingming's grandson."
"Yes."
Nie Zheng nodded, "Mr. Lin has a good memory."
"No, I'm getting old."
As Mr. Lin was speaking, he was suddenly stunned and his eyes fell on Feng Xiaoxiao next to Nie Zheng.
He looked stern, "Is that you?"
Feng Xiaoxiao originally planned to be a tool, but she didn't expect Lin Boxun to take the initiative to talk to her.
Feng Xiaoxiao could no longer remain silent, so she stood respectfully and said hello.
"Mr. Lin."
ha.
Lin Boxun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Nie Zheng saw the clues. Have Xiaoxiao and Mr. Lin... met?
Lin Boxun looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, who still had confusion and surprise in his eyes, smiled and nodded, "Almond tofu, rose taro."
"Yes..." Feng Xiaoxiao raised her lips slightly and asked boldly, "Have you tasted it, madam?"