Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 59
Sure enough, just a few minutes after she sat down, Nangong Yu appeared on the balcony.

He still wears white clothes and white trousers, a gold watch on his hand, and a thick golden necklace around his neck, which is completely opposite to the image when we met in the afternoon.

It's not like the gentle and elegant when we first met, but the rich and powerful nouveau riche, vulgar and winking.

"Xu Mo, good evening." Nangong Yu called him by his first name, and his natural and familiar personality was not too annoying.

Originally, Xu Mo was still a little rigid in sitting, but when he came, the atmosphere eased instantly, she nodded without expression.

"Your face has improved a lot. Have you used the ointment I left for you?" The man looked at her face, and nothing could be seen on the surface.

Xu Mo didn't say anything, she did take his medicine, and found that the swelling went down very quickly, and she didn't feel any pain anymore.

It's just that there is still some tinnitus, and the left ear is buzzing.

"You don't seem to like to talk much?"

Nangong Yu was talking to himself, smiling all the time, looking left and right at her, and finally said suddenly: "Well... No matter how you look at it, you are not the type that Lin Ye likes."

She looked at him, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Do you know Lin Ye? What kind of person do you think he is?..." Now Nangong Yu was most concerned about this question, and couldn't help but want to ask.

Xu Mo remained silent, her brows loosened, and she stared at his smiling face.

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to talk to him, Nangong Yu felt bored, so he poured two glasses of red wine.

"Fifth Master Lin..." Putting one of the cups in front of her, he raised it and took a sip. Xu Mo suddenly said, "Fifth Master Lin, is he ugly?"

"Cough." Before taking a sip of wine, Nangong Yu almost choked. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and said with a smile, "Do you believe the rumors?"

"Where there is no wind, there are no waves, and the rumors are not groundless."

He chuckled, continued to taste the wine, took a few sips before saying, "In fact, in many cases, what you see with your own eyes is not true, and what you hear with your own ears is even more unrealistic. You should pay attention to your surroundings..."

Nangong Yu's words were very cryptic, so Xu Mo naturally couldn't understand, so he just frowned and looked at him.

The wolf standing beside him and Mu Le looked at each other, their expressions were different.

"Miss Xu..."

"Master Nangong, Young Master Lu said that you have been very tired recently, and asked you to drink more, rest more, and talk less." Nangong Yu's words were interrupted by Mu Le, and the butler poured him the wine himself, and winked at him to remind him not to talk too much.

Xu Mo didn't pay attention to the interaction between them, picked up the tableware and started eating.

Before the owner arrived, she started first, which is really rude.

After the butler finished pouring the wine, Canglang whispered to Xu Mo, "Miss Xu, where's your household registration book?"

"Hukou book?" Xu Mo swallowed the steak in his mouth, "I forgot..."

He left home in a hurry, his mind was all on the necklace, and he completely forgot about the household registration book.

"Go back and get it tomorrow?"

"Isn't there still two months left? What's the rush?" Xu Mo continued to eat with his head down.

Canglang hesitated to speak, but Nangong Yu took the words with a smile: "Are you afraid that she will run away? If you are dissatisfied and can't get a certificate, it's useless to ask for a household registration book."

Canglang twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to speak when there were footsteps in the distance.

Over there, Lu Yanting... No, it should be Lin Ye who is not wearing a mask, holding the phone and walking over while making a call.

The man's face was cold, and he didn't know what the other end of the microphone was talking about, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Three days, the last three days. If you can't win it, the New York agency will be replaced!" He said coldly, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and then hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)