Nan Zhi looked at Cheng Xu, who seemed a little anxious, and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "What, is there something you want to say?"
Cheng Xu's face stiffened. He looked at the onlookers around him, his mind blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.
Just then, Sister Liu said, "Let her call the police. I don't believe the police can't distinguish right from wrong."
Cheng Xu: "Sister Liu..."
"Cheng Xu, don't worry, Sister Liu won't let her bully you."
Cheng Xu: ...
The police arrived at the scene quickly.
When Sister Liu said that Nan Zhi had taken advantage of Cheng Xu, the group glanced at Nan Zhi and Cheng Xu several times.
When I saw Nanzhi, I was almost completely amazed.
Cheng Xu can be seen...
It's not that Cheng Xu isn't handsome, but compared to Nan Zhi's looks, he's not even in the same league.
The police took statements, collected video footage from yesterday and today, and also took away Nan Zhi and Cheng Xu's costumes to compare them. The results will be available within three days.
Filming can't be done for the time being, and Nanzhi is about to go home when Sister Liu gives her another harsh rebuke.
"Nanzhi, wait until the results come out, and let's see how you try to argue then."
Nanzhi nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, you're right."
After saying that, Nanzhi turned around and left: "Daju, we finally have a three-day holiday. Come on, I'll take you to play football."
"Let me tell you, there's a football stadium on the outskirts of the city that's packed with people. We'll use Jiang Qingyan as our goalkeeper; nobody dares to shoot him. We're guaranteed to win..."
Nanzhi put her arm around Daju's chubby shoulder and walked out gracefully, showing no sign of embarrassment whatsoever.
Only Sister Liu was left there, hands on her hips, sulking.
Cheng Xu watched Nan Zhi leave, then took out his phone and sent a message to someone named Hai Ge.
I heard you have connections at the police station?
Nanzhi, with Daju in her arms, walked out of the film set.
Once in the car, Da Ju saw her nonchalant attitude and thought she was faking it. He sighed and said, "Nan Zhi, don't bother with those scumbags. If you're sad, just cry it out. My arms are always open for you."
Nanzhi lowered her eyelids and looked at her with a pitiful expression: "Really?"
Seeing Nanzhi's pitiful state, Daju felt she would give her her life. She opened her arms wide and nodded solemnly: "Really."
"Big Orange, you're so kind."
After Nanzhi finished speaking, she really buried herself in her arms.
She hugged the orange tightly, her shoulders heaving as if she were crying.
Daju patted her back: "Cry, cry, you'll feel much better after you cry it out."
She couldn't bear such injustice, how could Nanzhi, who is so delicate, possibly endure it?
After a long while, Nanzhi crawled out of her arms. There wasn't a single tear in her eyes, but her little face was flushed, and she looked at her with a silly grin.
"Big Orange, your X is so soft, it feels like I'm stuck in a ball of cotton, I'm so dizzy."
Big Orange: ...
So, the way her shoulders were shaking just now wasn't because she was crying, but because...
"Nanzhi, you pervert!"
"Don't be angry, at worst you can lean on mine too."
"I'm not as perverted as you!"
"Yes, yes, I'm a pervert. Now this pervert is going to harass you. If you don't give in, don't blame me for being impolite, hehehe!"
The laughter inside the car continued for a long time before gradually subsiding.
Da Ju thought Nan Zhi was just joking when she said she wanted to play football, but she actually made a phone call and tricked Jiang Qingyan into coming out.
"Qingyan, I got scolded by netizens again today, and I'm in a bad mood. I want to go to the suburbs to see the scenery. Can you come with me?"
"Yes, if you come with me, people will be in a better mood."
The girl's voice was soft and sweet, a coquettish tone she had never used before. Jiang Qingyan didn't know why, but he agreed as if possessed.
So later, when Jiang Qingyan was pushed to the goal to guard the goal.
Big Orange: ...
Opposing player: ...
"You all saw it, right? My husband was right there, so keep an eye on him when he kicks."
As Nanzhi finished speaking, the opposing players' expressions were truly appalling.
"Miss Nan, who would dare kick that?"
Although they didn't know it was Jiang Qingyan, just by looking at his bespoke clothes, they knew he was someone not to be trifled with.
What if I accidentally kick it and break it?
"It's okay, kick with confidence. My husband's legs are only worth 200 million."
Opposing player: ...
"But this is women's football."
Nan Zhi: "Sports have no borders, so why distinguish between men and women?"
Opposing player: ...
Daju thinks that her artist might be a little mentally unstable.
Not only did she get her husband to be a goalkeeper, she also got her to be a player.
That's fine, she thought Nanzhi had friends who could form a football team.
To everyone's surprise, she managed to lure three girls who were passing by.
"I'm telling you, you'll regret it for the rest of your lives if you don't participate in this game."
Three girls: "Why?"
Nanzhi pointed to Jiang Qingyan, who was wearing a mask at the goal, and said, "See him? Isn't he handsome?"
Three girls exclaimed with starry eyes: "Wow! (??¤ω¤)??!"
"If you go to participate in the competition and win, I'll introduce you to a guy who looks just like him."
The three girls nodded: "Okay, okay!"
A few people who knew absolutely nothing about playing football formed a football team.
The opposing team, however, was the city-level champion women's soccer team.
Even with Jiang Qingyan backing them up, they still can't win.
And who is Jiang Qingyan?
He is the eldest son of the Jiang Group and was once very famous in the business world. Although he has gradually retired in recent years due to leg problems, he still has a noble status.
Won't he be angry if Namzhi uses him as a goalkeeper?
Da Ju couldn't help but ask, "...I know you don't like Jiang Qingyan, but isn't this a bit too much?"
They bullied someone who was disabled in both legs like this; it was utterly outrageous.
"Is that too much?" Nanzhi walked towards the goal. "I'll go ask him."
She walked over to Jiang Qingyan and squatted down: "Jiang Qingyan, will you be angry if I bring you here to guard the gate?"
Jiang Qingyan: "...No, whatever makes you happy."
Really, as long as she's happy.
Smiling.
"Really? That's great."
Nan Zhi suddenly leaned close to Jiang Qingyan's ear. As she got closer, her unique scent wafted over him, a little sweet, causing Jiang Qingyan to lose his composure for a moment.
He glanced sideways at Nanzhi's delicate and smooth profile, noticing her red lips opening and closing.
Such a beautiful scene, but then she said...
"Jiang Qingyan, just stay here and don't move. If they dare to kick you, just fall down and scare them to death. That way we'll definitely win."
Jiang Qingyan: "..."
With Jiang Qingyan in goal for the Nanzhi team, the opposing players dared not kick in his direction.
So even though Nanzhi and the others couldn't play football, they were still lucky enough to score a goal.
In the end, they won the game 1-0.
"Wow, Orange, we're amazing! We actually won the championship!"
Big Orange: Don't you have any idea how you won?
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