Chapter 832

Song Yang suddenly grabs her hand, and the South Bridge is about to shake off. But when she touches Song Yang's sad eyes, her arm seems to have been taken away.

Song Yang's voice is low, "don't you care who I accompany?"

Nanqiao pursed her lips, and her voice was cold. "It has nothing to do with me, Song Yang. Let go first."

"Girlfriend." Song Yang said, "I came with my girlfriend."

Finish saying, he stares at the eyes of South Bridge straightly, but that pair of beautiful eyes son, a ripple also have no.

Indifference, indifference.

Thinking of love, Nanqiao took a deep breath: "treat her well and don't hurt her any more."

Song Yang sneered, let go of her hand, cold spit out a word: "roll!"

Nanqiao frowned, but he didn't say anything and turned to leave.

"Nanqiao, do you know who Ying muyao is with recently?" Song Yang's voice sounded again.

Nanqiao didn't want to talk to him, but he stopped.

He asked himself: "he and Rong Zhi are together every day. You haven't seen Ying muyao for a few days. Think for yourself."

He stood up and walked behind her, "don't be silly. Ying's family has become like this now. The only thing that can help him is Rong Zhiyi. Nanqiao, you and Ying muyao can't get to the end."

He said in a determined tone, as if to say - you're out.

"I also like you, Nanqiao. Let's get together again." Then he tentatively shook her hand.

As soon as his fingertip touched the back of Nanqiao's hand, Nanqiao suddenly turned around, stepped back, distanced from him and stared at him coldly.

Nanqiao chest slightly ups and downs, clenched his fist, heavily said: "even if I can't go to the end with him, I can't be with you."

Song Yang's face turned white immediately, staring at her, the sadness in the bottom of her eyes could not be covered.

Nanqiao pursed her lips, turned cold and strode away.

Song Yang decadent sat back on the bench, looked down at the clean to reflective ground, self mocking smile.

A pair of white feet suddenly appeared in the fundus of the eye, black with high heels lined ankle more beautiful.

Song Yang subconsciously looked up and saw Rong Zhiyi's elegant and beautiful face.

"I used it well." Rong Zhiyi said with a smile.

Song Yang chuckled and stood up to leave.

Rong Zhiyi sat beside him calmly and said slowly, "are you interested in cooperation?"

Song Yang raised half of his body and frowned at her.

Rong Zhiyi smile, "I want to be muyao, you want Nanqiao, we hit it off."

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After taking the medicine, Nanqiao holds the water cup. Song Yang's words suddenly appear in her mind. Her fingertips are slightly tightened.

Song Yang is right in saying that Rong can help Ying, but as an outsider, she knows that Ying is not ready to let Rong help. Song Yang can't believe everything he says.

However, as long as Nanqiao remembers the entanglement between yingmu Yao and Rong Zhiyi, it will be blocked badly.

"Qiaoqiao, what's the matter with you?"

Ying's mother's voice suddenly rang out behind her. Nanqiao quickly put away all her thoughts, turned around and said to Ying's mother standing at the door of the bathroom with a smile: "I'm ok, aunt."

Ying's mother has been haggard recently. Her face, which is normally well maintained, now has many fine lines and a lot of sunken eyes.

Nanqiao looked at her white sideburns and felt sour. She asked, "Auntie, what would you like to eat at noon? I'll go down and buy it, or I'll go home and make it for you. "