Chapter 575

The other end of the phone said calmly.

"Yes."

The Secretary replied respectfully.

Jiang family.

When Jiang Zhuo comes back after dealing with Wang Yi's affairs, the servant tells him that nono is awake.

When he came to the door of the room, he saw a small person sitting in the middle of the big room, looking out of the window with his hands on his knees. Such a small child was not crying or willful in a strange environment, just sitting there quietly, as if she had been used to such things.

Jiang Zhuo looks at the back of Nono, and the coldness of his eyes melts a little.

Nono heard the voice behind her and turned around. She saw that Jiang Zhuo didn't have much accident. Her big eyes looked at her straight and clear.

Jiang Zhuo sat on the chair opposite Nuo Nuo. He always boasted that he read countless people. He didn't know how to open his mouth for a moment.

They just sat quietly, and no one spoke. Nono didn't like to talk, but Jiang Zhuo looked at nono with complicated eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread all over the room, shining on one big and one small.

Nono suddenly moved, small body climbed down from the bed, wearing bedside slippers do not fit, to the outside.

Jiang Zhuo didn't know why.

Nono walks into the kitchen in the eyes of a group of servants and Jiang Zhuo, and naturally moves a small bench to look for ingredients in the refrigerator.

Jiang Zhuo looks at Nuo with great interest.

This child can cook, he always knows, because every time he meets nono, he is at the gate of the market.

So a group of servants leave silently under the sign of Jiang Zhuo's eyes. Jiang Zhuo leans on the door alone and looks at the cold faced nono's skillful hand movements, as if she has repeated them thousands of times.

Finally, nono gently put a bowl of noodles on the table with his small hand, and immediately turned to look at Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo has a moment's Micro Leng to the eyes of Nuo. She thinks that Nuo is hungry and she wants to eat, but now it doesn't seem like this.

Jiang Zhuo walked over, and nono naturally handed him a pair of chopsticks, the meaning of which was more obvious.

At this moment, Jiang Zhuo seems to suddenly understand the meaning of Nono, which is to express her gratitude to him.

Jiang Zhuo admits that at this moment, his heart is jealous. He is jealous that Zhan Tingchen has such a good daughter.

Jiang Zhuo didn't pick up the chopsticks that nono handed over, but approached nono.

"Are you not afraid of me?"

Jiang Zhuo looks at Nuo, trying to find a trace of fear in the face of this child who is only a few years old, but this small face is only indifferent, and his big eyes are full of the clearness that he can't see in the eyes of adults. All these show how pure the girl's heart is in front of him.

Nono looks at Jiang Zhuo and shakes his head gently. There is no fear in his eyes.

"I'm Zhan Tingchen's opponent. I've caught you to threaten Zhan Tingchen. You're just my pawn. Do you understand?"

Jiang Zhuo looks at Nuo Nuo's clear eyes. He is upset, but the child in front of him is Zhan Tingchen's daughter. Zhan's family is not a good person.

Nuono doesn't understand the feelings of Jiang Zhuo and Zhan Tingchen. After all, no matter how sensible and intelligent she is, she is only a child of a few years old. She doesn't understand the twists and turns between adults.

"You're not bad."

Nono was silent for a long time and said these three words. She thought these three words could best express her views on Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang zhuoleng stayed where he was. He bought other people's businesses and broke their families. He never blinked an eye. He never felt that he was a good man, and even he did not rule out that others said he was a bad man, because in his opinion, the law had no binding force on him. He only cared about his own ideas.

But the little girl who is less than half his height said that he was not bad?

Jiang Zhuo looks at Nuo and smiles, but only he knows how much sincerity this smile has.

"You don't want to laugh. Why do you laugh?"

It's rare for nono to speak so much at one time.

The smile on Jiang Zhuo's face was stiff. When he was young, his father told him to smile whenever he wanted, because he could never let his opponent notice your fear. The more afraid he was, the more brilliant he would smile. This was the first time someone told him why he didn't want to laugh. For the first time, someone cared about his inner thoughts.

"What do you know?"

Jiang Zhuo looked at Nuo Nuo and put away the smile on his face. His face was a pair of wormwood, but his heart was full of five flavors.

Nuo Nuo quietly listened to Jiang Zhuo's angry drink. There was no anger on his face. He just stayed in place quietly.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the quiet appearance of Nuo Nuo. In a moment, all his anger was extinguished. He swept the steaming people on the table to the ground. In a moment, the bowl fell apart, and the steaming noodles were scattered all over the ground.Nuo Nuo quietly looked at Jiang Zhuo's hand scratched by porcelain pieces and lowered her head so that others could not see the expression on her face.

Jiang Zhuo gets up and goes upstairs. The door of the study is being closed. In the big living room, only nono sits on the chair quietly with his head down.

Jiang Zhuo is a little irritable. He should hate that child because she is Zhan Tingchen's daughter. Zhan's family can't raise any good people. But why does he want to get close to that child every time he sees it? This cognition makes him more irritable.

Jiang Zhuo swept off all the things on the table, but he still couldn't ease the boredom in his heart.

The caller ID of a video phone appeared in front of Jiang Zhuo, and the ringing broke the silence in the room.

The good quality laptop on the ground is ringing persistently, as if the owner at the other end will not stop as long as he does not answer the phone.

Jiang Zhuo impatiently picked up the computer on the ground, looking at the name of the jump above, his eyebrows slightly pick, the video is connected, Jiang Zhuo also hung his signature smile.

Zhan Tingchen is still expressionless.

"What brings Zhan Zong's call?"

Jiang Zhuo's hand was cut by ceramics, and he was still dripping blood, but he didn't feel pain. His face was still wearing his trademark smile, which made people can't see his real emotion.

"When nono wants to come back, send her back."

Zhan Tingchen didn't bother to talk to him and went straight to the point.

Jiang Zhuo's face was stiff. Zhan Tingchen used him as a nursery. Come and go as soon as he wanted?

"Mr. Zhan, why do you know that tomorrow Zhan's family will change its owner, and come to me in advance for fear that he can't afford to raise a child?"

Jiang Zhuo looks at Zhan Tingchen and smiles happily.

"One hair less, I'll get it back from Jiang."

Zhan Tingchen finished and hung up the phone directly.

But for Jiang Zien's insistence, Jiang Zhuo would be the key to change nono's character. He is not at ease to put nono in Jiang Zhuo anyway.

Jiang Zi'en doesn't worry at all. This time, Jiang Zhuo's initiative to save Nuo makes her know that Jiang Zhuo will never hurt Nuo. Moreover, Nuo doesn't hate Jiang Zhuo. They may have some unexpected effects together.

But Rui'an and Zhan Yu haven't seen Nuo for a day. They are worried.

"Where did you say nono went?"

Rui An looks at Zhan Yu, a small face full of tangled look.

"I don't know, but mom must be hiding something from us."

Zhan Yu frowns, and Rui An is also a face of recognition.

Zhan Yu and Ruian get along very well since he let go of his heart knot. The relationship between the two little guys is good enough to "share the bed".

"We'll do this tomorrow..."

Rui'an gathers in Zhan Yu's ear, two people whisper softly.

"Well!"

After listening to Rui'an's words, Zhan Yu's eyes are full of approval, and the two little guys soon fall asleep with something on their mind.

The next day, the auction will be held.

Originally, Qingshan Lake was a project that everyone was staring at. It was supposed to be a big fire project, but it was even more popular because of the bets of Zhan Tingchen and Jiang Zhuo. However, no one dared to bid any more, because both Jiang and Zhan were huge things for many other enterprises in Hangzhou, and they could not afford to offend any of them .

So although the project of Qingshan Lake is important, they are more concerned about the safety of their own company. So although everyone has decided to give up bidding or take a form, there are more people coming. Almost all those who are qualified to participate are present and want to witness such a grand event with their own eyes.

Originally, this kind of bidding was an internal activity and would not let reporters in, but the owner of Qingshan Lake invited many reporters in order to build momentum for his company. Everyone was looking forward to the arrival of Zhan Tingchen and Jiang Zhuo.

Soon a flamboyant Lamborghini appeared in front of the crowd. The people in the car were wearing sunglasses, and there was always a smile on their lips.

Jiang Zhuo walked out of the car, in the face of constantly flashing magnesium lamp, his smile did not change a bit, for such occasions, he has been familiar with.

"Mr. Jiang, is your bet with Mr. Zhan true?"

"Mr. Jiang, you bet so much. If you lose, how can you explain to the superior?"

"Mr. Jiang, do you always have any grudges with the war? What's the relationship between you?"

Many microphones are connected to Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes are more and more cold under his sunglasses.

He took off his sunglasses and grabbed a microphone that was about to poke into his face.

"I don't like people pointing things at me like that."

Jiang Zhuo looked at a reporter who had been robbed of the microphone by him and stood in the same place, saying word by word.

Although he was smiling on his face, the reporter in front of him clearly saw the cold of his eyes and shrunk involuntarily.When Jiang Zhuo scanned for a week, the reporters around him took the microphone away from him. Because Jiang Zhuo's eyes at this time made them feel a strong sense of killing. They had no doubt that the smiling man in front of them would turn over in the next second.