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   "I have nothing to talk to you about." Murong Qiao's voice became cold.

  She didn't expect to see Nanxuan here, and she was not as happy as before.

  Yang Xin and Leng Yan looked at Murong Qiao and the man who suddenly appeared because they didn't understand, and they keenly felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little subtle.

   "I think that dress suits you very well, let's try it!" An Nuo pulled Yang Xin.

  The two of them didn't know each other, but An Nuo knew Nanxuan.

  Knowing that it was inconvenient for the two of them to talk here, An Nuo directly found an excuse to take the two of them away, leaving room for Murong Qiao and Nanxuan to talk.

   "You have changed a lot." Nan Xuan said suddenly.

  He looked at the current Murong Qiao with mixed feelings in his heart.

  Nan Xuan never thought that the little girl at that time would be so beautiful and confident, and she was completely different from the Nan Qiao when she was in Nan's house.

   "Thanks to Nankang." Murong Qiao didn't intend to make people look good, and his tone was cold.

  She was talking about Nankang kicking her out of Nan's house and severing her relationship. Nanxuan could naturally hear it.

   This also reminded him of the purpose of coming to find Murong Qiao this time.

   "The Nan family is in some trouble now, you should help." Nan Xuan said coldly.

   It is not a request, nor an embarrassment, but an order.

  As if Murong Qiao would definitely help the Nan family, Murong Qiao only found it funny when he heard Nan Xuan's unquestionable tone as if he was speaking from a superior.

   Where did he get his confidence?

   "Why do you think I will help the Nan family?" Murong Qiao thought so, so he asked.

  Nan Xuan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Murong Qiao to say such a thing.

  He looked at Murong Qiao unexpectedly, and saw her sarcastic and unfamiliar eyes, and only belatedly realized that the two of them were no longer as close as brother and sister.

   But even when they were siblings, Nan Xuan never gave her a good face.

   "You really haven't changed your self-centeredness." Murong Qiao sneered.

  Nanxuan has been like this since a long time ago, until now the Nan family is down and down, but it still hasn't changed Nanxuan's annoying appearance.

  Nan Xuan didn't take Murong Qiao's words seriously. He came this time to let Murong Qiao help the Nan family.

   "I don't want to make the relationship so ugly, Nan Qiao." The smile on Nan Xuan's face disappeared. "You don't seem to know how much influence you have had on the Nan family."

   "Nan Jin left the Nan family because of you. This incident made everyone uneasy, and my father almost fell ill." Nan Xuan slowly told what happened in the Nan family during this period.

   Nan Xuan blamed Murong Qiao for all of this, thinking that if it wasn't for her, the Nan family would not have become like this.

  Even the current downfall is caused by Murong Qiao. If she hadn't left the Nan family, all this would not have developed to this point.

   "These are all caused by you," Nanxuan said to himself, "but now I can give you a chance to reform yourself."

   "As long as you help the Nan family get through this difficulty, I can allow you to come back." He said. "Those things in the past can be forgotten."

   Murong Qiao almost laughed at Nan Xuan's words.

  She looked at Nanxuan's face without any self-consciousness, as if she had forgotten that she had a "credit" when she was kicked out of Nan's house in the first place.

   It was Nanxuan who drove her out with his own hands, but now he keeps saying that she is allowed to go back.

   "Take care when you are sick." Murong Qiao said coldly.

   is not a question, but a statement.

   "Don't you really think that I still want to go back to Nan's house, and continue to go back to be humiliated by you?" She looked at Nan Xuan and sneered.

   "I won't help the Nan family," Murong Qiao took a deep breath, trying not to be so angry. "You can go back and tell Nankang to let him die."

  First Nan Hao, then Nan Xuan, Murong Qiao was also bored.

  She is not a tool person of the Nan family who can come and go at will.

   "Finally, I hope we will never see each other again." Murong Qiao left this sentence and walked around Nanxuan.

  She checked out neatly and took away the sapphire cufflinks, and then left the store without looking back.

  Nanxuan's superior appearance only made Murong Qiao feel sick.

   If she meets this person again in the future, she will definitely take a detour to avoid feeling unlucky.

  Watching Murong Qiao walk away without the slightest nostalgia, his figure gradually disappearing from his sight, Nan Xuan pursed his lips and couldn't tell what mood he was in now.

   There is a terrible feeling of being out of control.

  An Nuo and the others were picking out clothes in a shop not far away, but in fact, everyone's thoughts were not in front of their eyes, but on Murong Qiao.

  Yang Xin was the first to see Murong Qiao walking in from the door.

   "Qiao Qiao, you..." She subconsciously raised her voice to say hello to Murong Qiao.

   But when he got closer, he realized that Murong Qiao's face was not in a good mood, and his mood became cloudy.

   "I'm fine." Murong Qiao smiled.

  She doesn't want to affect her mood because of that **** Nanxuan, and she hasn't finished buying the gifts she prepared for her brothers.

   This shopping trip was unexpectedly short, and Murong Qiao had no intention of walking around. After buying all the gifts, he said goodbye to his roommates and returned to Murong's house.

  The weather is getting colder as winter is approaching. Unfortunately, Murong Qiao is wearing thin clothes today, and the cold has invaded his body just by standing at the door.

  Even the housekeeper, Uncle Yang, was a little surprised when he opened the door when he saw Murong Qiao come back so early.

   "Miss, welcome back." Uncle Yang opened the door with a smile.

  Murong Qiao didn't say a word, and entered the room in response.

  As soon as he entered, the warm feeling enveloped Murong Qiao's whole body, forming an airtight protective cover.

  Her frozen and stiff heart also melted, beating again, indulging in this sense of belonging.

   "Where's big brother? Haven't you come back yet?" Murong Qiao looked up at Uncle Yang.

  At this time, Murong Qiao was holding the hot tea prepared by Uncle Yang in his hand, sitting on the sofa with a very cute appearance, the kind that no one could help but feel soft when he saw it.

   "Young master won't be back until evening, do you need me to tell you?" Uncle Yang answered truthfully.

  Without additional arrangements, Murong Chen would spend most of his time at the company, except when he knew his sister would go home, he would change his schedule and come back early.

  But the time for Murong Qiao to come back today is temporarily earlier, so at this moment Murong Chen is still working in the company.

   "No need, I'll just wait for my brother to come back." Murong Qiao shook his head and refused.

  She didn't want to disrupt her brother's plan because of herself.

  Murong Qiao politely rejected Uncle Yang's proposal, and then sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for Murong Chen to come home.

  Holding a book on management, she carefully read every line of the book, savoring the meaning in it.

  Now Murong Qiao, who manages a company, has also started to study hard to be a qualified boss. She doesn't plan to rely on Jiang Chi's support to run this company, but wants to have real materials for herself.

It's just that I feel sleepy after reading the book, or because I've exhausted all my energy today, Murong Qiao's eyes gradually closed, breathing evenly and softly, and the whole person slowly curled up into a ball on the sofa , loose long hair wantonly messy.

   Murong Chen saw such a scene as soon as he came back.

   "Young Master, you—" Uncle Yang was interrupted by Murong Chen's movements before he finished speaking.

   "Hold down, I'll send Qiao Qiao back first." Murong Chen lowered his voice, signaling Uncle Yang to talk later.