Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 364 Curious about how she cried

"don't want?"

Mu Huaian shook the band-aid between his fingers, and when he looked at her, his eyes were very emotionless: "It doesn't look good for Little Princess Nan to walk out with a limp."

Nan Yi is very firm: "No. I just don't want what you give."

The two faced each other for a moment, and the boy bent his fingers inward and took back the things.

Looking down at her proud and indifferent eyebrows and eyes from a high position, a sneer escaped from his lips: "I don't know what to do."

After saying that, he slid one hand into his trouser pocket, turned around and walked towards the inner side of the garden.

The sound of the banquet starting came from outside.

Nan Yi put on her shoes again, got up and straightened her skirt, and then walked on the stone path in the garden with her handbag in her hand.

There is a gap in the stone road, and the little girl walks carefully with her long skirt.

The person walking in front was not fast, as if walking slowly, only two meters away from her.

Mu Huai'an walked with the crisp sound of heels landing, and occasionally glanced back, and the urge to bully the little girl was born in his mind.

It would be great when I can watch this Dali brainless cry.

Fierce all day long, yet so proud.

Gee.

I don't know what it's like to cry.

The boy thought so.

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The dinner held by the Qin family was in the form of an outdoor buffet. Two long white tables with a length of more than ten meters were filled with food, drinks and snacks.

The entire large and spacious back garden is also filled with European-style tables and chairs.

Most of the children who came with their parents sat together in three or five people, and no one would follow their parents all the time on such occasions.

Nan Yi doesn't have any close friends here, after greeting a few people she met, she sat alone at a table for two with a dinner plate.

She just came to show off her beauty, and to see Aunt Qin by the way.

I didn't expect to be a blooming social butterfly.

After all, there is still a lot of homework to write.

Although Nanyi sits in a remote location, the scenery is excellent, and almost everyone can be seen.

Although Mu Huaian had just returned to China, he seemed to have a good relationship with these young masters. The six of them sat around and chatted happily.

And in every gesture, he doesn't look like a 17-year-old boy at all.

The shelf end is a bit full.

Anyway, Nanyi was not pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it, so she retracted her gaze and focused on the food in front of her.

"Hi. May I sit here?"

Just as she was filling her mouth with food, a slightly familiar female voice came from above her head, Nan Yi looked up and saw a more familiar face.

I just saw it in France more than half a month ago.

The characters her mother told her to stay away from—artist squeezer and gold medal manager Wang Ting.

Nan Yi had something to eat, so she couldn't open her mouth to speak, so she just nodded to her, which meant that she could sit here.

Wang Ting put the dinner plate on the table. There were only a few slices of vegetable salad and a few pieces of pitiful chicken on the plate.

With a fork, she poked the vegetable that looked dull and unappetizing, and the woman rested her chin with one hand and sighed: "In our line of work, although you don't show your face like a star, you should also pay attention to managing your body, otherwise, the media may point out nonsense. Make something up."

Her tone was extremely natural, as if she was familiar with her.

Nan Yi finally finished chewing a mouthful of food, and asked straight to the point: "Did you have something to do with me?"

Wang Ting raised her eyebrows in surprise, under a thin eyebrow, her long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the little girl meaningfully.

He took out a business card from the bag again and handed it to her.

"Little girl, tell the truth, I want to sign you."

She went straight to the point, and Wang Ting didn't make any detours: "You look good, you have a good family background, and your debut is definitely very topical. This circle is not afraid of anything, except that the artist has no topic. No matter good or bad, you have to have something to discuss. According to As far as I know, you have wanted to enter the entertainment circle since you were a child? If that is the case, you are with me."

(End of this chapter)