Nie Zhao tossed and turned, then finally closed the book. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Nie Han biting her lip, but he didn't say anything.
Nie Han bit her lip hard before saying, "Just letting you know, I'm moving to Central today. I'm staying in the apartment my grandma left me, and I probably won't be... moving back home anymore."
Song Yuanchao only asked for a week's leave, but she felt that she would never need to go home again.
Just assume she's doing a good job and has matured mentally.
But Nie Zhao saw through him; he was still just a child, a silly child.
Seeing her uncle's furrowed brows and his silence, Nie Han whispered, "Goodbye."
She ran out the door, her leather shoes clattering, but she was already gone.
Well, it seems Nie Zhao doesn't really want a daughter anymore.
He also felt that he was already very fortunate to have A Yuan.
Because sons are not like daughters, who can't be kept once they grow up; they'll get married and run away very quickly.
Although it was after get off work hours and Song Yuanchao's leave had been approved long ago, he still had to come and say hello to his boss.
However, as soon as Song Yuanchao passed Secretary An's workstation, Secretary An stood up and waved, "Let's go, let's go, hurry up!"
Xiao Anzi was always observant and could tell from his boss's gloomy face that he didn't want to see Song Yuanchao.
Sure enough, they kicked the person out on the spot.
Although his comrades were filled with envy and resentment, wishing they had been the ones to go to the Philippines so they could be sons-in-law of Hong Kong's richest family, he wouldn't have agreed to the relationship if the girl wasn't Nie Han, whom Song Yuanchao had watched grow up.
He was truly wronged; after all, that money, if saved and taken home, could have been used to repair roads.
Song Yuanchao is usually a miser, never spending a penny, but now he's paying for the apartment of the richest man, the rent is being earned by the Nie family, and he has to serve the young lady... no matter how you look at it, he's the one who's losing out.
But perhaps it was just a whim because Nie Han had never experienced the life of an ordinary person.
In any case, she seemed particularly happy today. When she drove downstairs, she called Song Yuanchao, and he was already waving when he answered the phone: "Here."
He made sure Nie Han was in the parking space, and after she parked, he put up a roadblock in front of her before saying, "Whenever you come in the future, remember to park in this space. I've already paid the fee, so it's yours from now on."
Nie Han looked around and said, "But this parking space is a bit narrow, making it inconvenient to back up."
Song Yuanchao said, "If you can't park here properly, I'll drive here from now on. But this parking space is not exposed to the sun and is closest to the surveillance camera. If someone gets close to your car or does something wrong, we'll know immediately."
No wonder he's her uncle's bodyguard; he's so thoughtful and considerate.
Song Yuanchao helped her carry her luggage, even Nie Han's small handbag.
Watch as he stacked his suitcases together, pushing seven or eight of them at once.
Nie Han mustered her courage and said, "Brother Song, give me the small bag, I can carry it myself."
Song Yuanchao put his hands behind his back and said, "No need. Just treat it like home. You can go your own way and give me your bag."
If he were to do this every day, making sure Nie Han never suffers, it would go against Chen Rou and Nie Zhao's established goal of curbing Nie Han's romantic fantasies, making her wake up, refuse to get married, and focus on her career.
But everything follows a common principle: go with the flow.
Under Nie Han's watchful eye, Song Yuanchao carried suitcases one by one into the elevator.
Nie Han was as happy as A Yuan was when he saw his mother come out of the bathroom after taking a shower and wanted to play with him.
If there's ever another day when I can be as happy as this moment, it's probably only when Guo Fuzheng dies.
She smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Song."
Song Yuanchao looked resigned, but then sighed softly, "In terms of seniority, even Miss should call me Uncle."
Nie Han couldn't help herself, and with a shrug and a smile, she leaned closer: "Thank you, Uncle Song."
...
Chen Rou and Nie Zhao, husband and wife, invited the two old men to enjoy the spring flowers today. Of course, there was more to it than just flower viewing. Chen Ke and Yue Zhongqi had been in the capital for two months, with many work reports and meetings to attend. However, they had also presented Chen Rou with a difficult problem.
If Chen Rou were to bring up that problem, both Master Er and Master Dong would immediately draw their guns and point them at each other.
The one who is slow to draw his gun will, of course, also die.
Because it was a multiple-choice question, they had to choose one of the two to go to the mainland.
The reason Chen Rou was troubled but still wanted to bring Nie Zhao along was because this trip was not just a simple journey to the mainland, but had a particularly important significance.
So who should she choose, and who should she give up?
While Nie Jiajun was misunderstood as gay, he remained loyal to Huo Sir, who was suspended from his post, and tried every means to make him happy. While Nie Jiayu was writing code on his computer, and while Nie Han was full of expectations and longings as she stepped into her new life.
The most troubled person in the entire Nie family was Chen Rou. How should she choose between the two old men?
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