Chapter 40 Why is the little crybaby crying again?



Chapter 40 Why is the little crybaby crying again?

"How is the project going?" asked Mu Nanxi.

Zhang Shu took out his cell phone, which contained various video evidence collected recently.

Mu Nanxi nodded: "When the project is finished, you can hand these over to my eldest brother. Sister Shu, I'll have to trouble you to stay in Mu's and help me clean up the mess."

Zhang Shu put the big box aside and said with a smile: "Why bother? This is my job."

"The bids will be opened on time at 9 o'clock next Wednesday. Have you really thought it through?" Zhang Shu asked the question again.

"Okay, go to bed early, good night." Mu Nanxi went upstairs carrying the box.

When I opened WeChat, I found that Jiang Shangyi had sent a lot of WeChat messages. I opened the box and took pictures: Remember to come and get these tomorrow.

Jiang Shangyi had just finished taking a shower when she saw Mu Nanxi's message, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

[Okay, thank you sister, good night. ]

Mu Nanxi replied quickly, "Good night."

Putting the phone aside, Mu Nanxi opened the balcony on the second floor and looked at the mountains and sea in the distance. The cold wind blew, and her heart was just like the cold wind.

Is everyone an isolated city?

Mu Nanxi felt uncomfortable, and this discomfort made her feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Mu Nan Xitai rubbed his dry eyes with his hands.

"Hey! Why are you crying again, little crybaby?"

Mu Nanxi turned her head in shock, not knowing when Jiang Shangqing was on the second-floor balcony of their house, looking at her.

"You...you are the one crying! I was just rubbing my eyes."

Jiang Shangqing smiled and said in a long tone: "Oh..."

Mu Nanxi bared her teeth at him: "Tsk! Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Aren't you asleep too? How dare you ask me that?" Jiang Shangqing was very gentle under the light, but his words were too harsh, breaking the beauty.

"Hey, measure your wrist. I forgot last time." Mu Nanxi said.

Jiang Shangqing glanced at his wrist and said, "I estimate it to be about 16 centimeters."

Mu Nanxi: "..." She rolled her eyes in the darkness: "Can visual estimation be accurate..."

"Wait, I'll throw something to you." Mu Nanxi had a ruler in her bedroom, so she rolled it up and threw it to Jiang Shangqing: "Take it."

Before Jiang Shangqing could catch it, a gust of wind blew it away, and it was too dark and no one knew whose yard it had fallen into.

Mu Nanxi: “…”

Jiang Shangqing: “…”

"Ugly teammate." Mu Nanxi said with disdain.

Jiang Shangqing: “…”

Jiang Shangqing: "Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"

Mu Nanxi: "Jiang Shangqing, I want to hit you. Do you know that you are very irritating when you talk?"

"I can't bear it anymore, I can't pretend anymore, I'm so angry!!!"

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"If you let our personal grudge affect the relationship between our two families, I will despise you!!!"

Mu Nanxi put her hands on her hips and complained.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Shangqing's laughter came, and Mu Nanxi bared his teeth: "Hey, you, you still laugh when I say something to you..."

Jiang Shangqing's smile did not fade, and his voice was rising: "You are the first person besides my family who would say this to me in front of me."

Mu Nanxi said: "This is not Meteor Garden, the old-fashioned lines."

Jiang Shangqing laughed even more happily: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I failed, failed, do you still have a ruler? If not, I'll go down and look for one."

Mu Nanxi gathered up the corner of her clothes and said, "No, there's only one. I haven't had time to stock up yet."

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Mu Nanxi waved her hand and prepared to go back to the house.

"Wait a minute, I'll go down and take a look."

Jiang Shangqing went downstairs without waiting for Mu Nanxi to refuse. Standing on the second floor, he could see the situation of the garden next door clearly.

No wonder Jiang Shangqing wanted to buy them all. If they were bought by someone with ulterior motives, what privacy would there be?

(End of this chapter)


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