Chapter 110 Is this something a normal person can do?
He even used the tilde, which is quite cute.
Wen Nanxi found it funny. It was hard to tell which of these two people was telling the truth. It was possible that they were both lying.
But it doesn’t matter anymore. For Wen Nanxi, as long as neither of them appears in front of her, that would be the best.
"I hope Ji Jiaojiao can seize the opportunity. These two are a perfect match. Let's lock them up."
Wen Nanxi stretched, said hello to Aunt Zhao, and went upstairs to sleep.
She has been very sleepy these days and her lower abdomen has been aching. She needs to have a good rest. It is probably because she was too cold during the snowy weather last time, and her period has not come, which makes her very upset.
The next day, Wen Nanxi went to work as usual, and suddenly found that her computer seemed to have been tampered with. She looked at the cleaning lady next to her and curled her lips.
The finals will be held in two days. Her designs have been completed and she can relax and unwind.
She was browsing her phone out of boredom when suddenly a friend request popped up at the top of the screen.
The avatar was unfamiliar and there was no introduction, so Wen Nanxi ignored it.
She doesn't like adding strangers.
After a while, the application popped up again, this time with a note.
[Silver Moon Cup finals, do you want to win? I can help you.]
Wen Nanxi: ...
She probably guessed who it was.
The person who can say such words must be Su Moan.
Wen Nanxi suddenly felt that she had misjudged Su Moan. She had always thought that Su Moan was a gentle and elegant young man.
Looking at it now, he is also a person who manipulates capital.
She deleted the friend request and ignored it.
She wants to win, but she wants to win fairly, and she has the ability to do so.
Su Mo'an had no good intentions, and she didn't want to have too much contact.
After a while, the friend request popped up again.
[Without me, you will repeat the same mistakes. Only I can help you. ]
Wen Nanxi spat and blocked the account.
Where does this confidence come from?
Do you really think that Zhu Youyou can defeat her?
After get off work, she made an appointment to meet An Qianxue. This final still required a model presentation, and she had some details to discuss with An Qianxue.
After the chat, it was almost eight o'clock. As soon as Wen Nanxi left the restaurant, his eyes went dark.
There's that Harpoon again, and that Zongzi.
Wen Nanxi quickly grabbed An Qianxue and asked anxiously:
"Qianxue, can you give me a ride?"
An Qianxue swung the car keys and said, "What's the big deal? Let's go. I'll take you home."
Before the two of them turned around, Fu Ciyan came down with long legs:
"Nanxi, I'm here to take you home."
An Qianxue looked at Fu Ciyan and silently took Wen Nanxi's hand:
"Mr. Fu doesn't want to abandon Nanxi again, does he?"
She used to have a very good impression of Fu Ci Yan, but the last time he left Wen Nanxi in the snow, causing Wen Nanxi to almost freeze to death, made her feel that Fu Ci Yan was not a very good person.
She has a good relationship with Wen Nanxi now, so naturally she stands on the side of her good friend.
Fu Ciyan didn't change his expression, but apologized sincerely:
"I was wrong last time. Don't worry, it won't happen again."
Wen Nanxi glanced at Fu Ciyan coldly:
"Qianxue and I still have something to discuss, so you should go back and rest early."
Fu Ci Yan's heart was hurt by the coldness in Wen Nanxi's eyes. He had only been on a business trip for a few days, so why was Wen Nanxi so wary of him?
Before he could say anything, Su Moan's voice came:
"Mr. Fu, it seems that my junior doesn't want to go with you. Why don't I send her off? I have something to discuss with her about this competition."
Fu Ciyan's eyes were cold and stern: "Young Master Su is meddling too much. I'm taking my wife home, so it doesn't seem like it's your turn to speak."
An Qianxue looked at Su Moan in surprise, turned her head and asked silently: "Why did you provoke another one?"
Wen Nanxi: ...
It's not her fault.
Watching the two people arguing with each other, Wen Nanxi silently pulled An Qianxue, and the two of them moved two steps towards the parking lot.
"School girl, where are you going?"
There was a hint of threat in Su Moan's voice.
No matter how patient he was, Su Mo'an was a little impatient after being rejected again and again.
He took the initiative to apply for friend status three times today, but was rejected every time. He wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Wen Nanxi was caught in the middle and felt very annoyed:
"I want to go home. You two, please stop bothering me. I beg you, please, just let me go home and sleep."
Fu Ciyan followed over: "Oh, my car has some problems, Miss An, could you please take Nanxi and me home?"
An Qianxue: ???
Su Moan was not to be outdone: "My car is broken too, Miss An, please."
An Qianxue smiled: "Sorry, I'm driving a two-seater sports car today. How about you two share a car?"
I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as this.
Wen Nanxi didn't want to delay any longer, so he pulled An Qianxue and ran, getting into the car in a hurry. The Porsche suddenly turned its head and ran away at a very fast speed.
Fu Ci Yan and Su Mo'an, who were left behind, met each other's eyes, and there was a flash of lightning and thunder in an instant.
"Young Master Su, please stay away from my wife. She doesn't like you."
"Mr. Fu, you're both divorced. I'm competing fairly. Are you scared?"
Fu Ciyan clenched his fists: "Nanxi and I will not divorce, Master Su, I didn't expect you to have the hobby of being a mistress."
Su Moan snorted coldly: "Your woman will end up in my hands sooner or later. When I get tired of playing with her, I will return her to you..."
Fu Ci Yan raised his hand and punched him. Now that things had come to this, it would be impolite not to fight back.
Su Moan naturally couldn't just stand there and get beaten. If you punch me, I'll kick you back.
Both of them have practiced martial arts, but it is obvious that Fu Ci Yan is better. His punches hit the target and he doesn't get too excited.
His clothes are torn and his hair is messy. How can he look like the CEO's son?
Until the end, Fu Ci Yan was tripped to the ground by Su Mo'an without paying attention. The two rolled in the snow, neither of them wanted to get up, and they were determined to lock the other up.
Then, a sirens sounded...
Wen Nanxi had already taken a shower and was ready to go to bed. When the police station called and asked her to pick someone up, she was stunned.
"Are you crazy? You got caught fighting in the street? Who taught you that?"
Wen Nanxi's mouth was almost twisted with anger. Is this something a normal person could do?
Besides, these two are not ordinary people. One is the president of Fu Group and the other is the heir of Su family. They are both worth a lot of money. Why do they act like two little gangsters?
Fu Ci Yan lowered his head, his elbows resting on his knees, and raised his head pitifully. There was a very obvious purple bruise at the corner of his mouth, and even his hair revealed two words: "pitiful".
"Nanxi, it hurts..."
Su Mo'an also looked up pitifully. His face was scratched, there was a big bump on his forehead, and his clothes were covered in dust.
"Schoolgirl, I'm in pain too..."
Wen Nanxi smiled widely: "I'll make you die of pain!"
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