Chapter 235

Study.

Standing in front of the white bookshelf full of modern flavor, Nanjia Yanzi looked at one of the books on science and technology on it, and with a smile, "I remember that you liked to read these when you were very young. You haven't changed at all these years."

"What to drink?" Nanjue looked at the back of Nanjia Yanzi, asked lightly, and turned to the desk.

"Whatever." Nanjia Yanzi said and turned to look at nanjue.

"A cup of rose tea, a cup of coffee."

Hearing this, Nanjia Yanzi's smile deepened. "Do you remember that I like rose tea?"

Nanjue looked at Nanjia Yanzi and did not answer her question. He looked at her silently for a while, and finally swallowed the questions he wanted to ask.

Nanjia Yanzi slowly took back the smile on her lips and walked over a few steps, "Daniel Nanjue, I have disappeared for so many years. Do you feel strange to see me again

Nanjue stood with his back to the desk and looked at her from above. His thin lips opened slightly and his voice was low, "yes."

On hearing this, Nanjia Yanzi flashed a look of pain and guilt. "I'm really sorry, nanjue. At the age when your brother and sister need their mother's care most, I have disappeared."

Nanjue gazed at Nanjia Yanzi. His eyes were dark, as if covered with thick fog. But when he looked carefully, the bottom of his eyes seemed to be pounding with waves.

Sorry?

If you're really sorry, why didn't you contact them for so many years?

Why was he at Rosie's and knew her whereabouts?

All this, he did not ask, but he has been waiting for her answer.

Nanjia Yanzi's eyes moistened again. He nodded slightly and sighed, "nanjue, I'm really sorry for your brothers and sisters. In those years, I was abducted, and you are the one I can't let go."

And then?

Why don't you come back?

Nanjue's dark sight tightly covered Nanjia Yanzi's sad face.

Nanjia Yanzi took a deep breath and relieved his sadness. Then he raised his head and met the sight of nanjue.

"In those days, after I was abducted, those people originally wanted to call your father and extort money, but later I escaped, but as a result, I rolled down the mountain, hit my head and lost my memory."

Amnesia?

Good.

This is a perfect reason.

Nanjue was still silent.

"Later, I was saved by a man about the same age as your father. At that time, I didn't remember anything. I could only follow him. I I married that man

Nanjia Yanzi said that, the color of guilt on his face became more obvious.

Nanjue still did not respond.

"Two years ago, Rossi found me. He went to the doctor to cure my amnesia, but he didn't send me back. Maybe, at that time, he expected that there would be today, and I was the killer in his hand."

Speaking of this, Nanjia Yanzi took another step forward and looked at nanjue in tears, "you Did you ever come to me? "

"Yes." Nanjue finally made a voice, a very cold word.

Nanjia Yanzi was pleased to smile, "of course, you will come to me, nanjue. I am very pleased. It has been so many years since our mother and son have reunited. I am still grateful to God."

After laughing, she went on to say, "in fact, these two years, I have been trying to contact you, trying to contact you, but I can't, the island is all Rossi's men."

"You've suffered for so many years." Nanjue's tone softened.

Nanjia Yanzi seemed flattered. He looked at nanjue in surprise and burst into tears again. "Nanjue, my son, I'm very glad to see you again. I'm really scared I'll never see you again. "

Nanjue stepped forward slowly, raised his hand and took Nanjia Yanzi into his arms. "I won't let this happen again."

Nanjia Yanzi was in nanjue's arms, and his face was full of tears again, and his shoulders began to tremble.

Nanjue's eyes also fell on Nanjia Yanzi's shoulder. He raised his hand slowly and patted her on the shoulder. The knock came suddenly.

Nanjia Yanzi then left nanjue's arms, lifted his hand to wipe off the tears on his cheek, raised his head and gave him a smile.

Nanjue just patted Nanjia Yanzi's shoulder and gently held it and said lightly, "come in."

The door of the study opened, and in came Xiao Yuan, carrying a tray.

"Madame, young master." Xiao Yuan said hello to the two people, put the rose tea and coffee in the tray on the tea table, then nodded to the two people, exited the study and closed the door.

"Sit down." He said, and landed on the sofa with him.

"By the way, nanjue, when did you get married?" Nanjia Yanzi held up the delicate cup on the tea table. After asking, he took a light drink, and all of a sudden, his mouth was full of fragrance.Nanjue's hand was still holding and said with a smile, "last year, the registration was not a few months, and the wedding had not been held."

"No wedding?" Nanjia Yanzi looked surprised and put down the tea cup. "I see her stomach has been raised. She has registered for pregnancy. Why didn't she have a wedding? Didn't her family ask for a wedding? "

Nanjue looked at Nanjia Yanzi's eyes and said faintly, "she is an orphan and has no family."

"What?" Nanjia Yanzi was very surprised, "orphan? So Do you mean to say that she is in charge of her family, or is she just a pauper

"She is the wife of my baron." Nanjue's face turned cold.

"Nanjue, you are the successor of the blue blood family and the future leader. How can you marry a poor man as a wife? Did you know that you are ruining your future

Nanjia Yanzi's eyebrows were tinged with anger, which was quite different from the man who had just felt guilty for his children.

But this is nanjue's mother in his memory. He even has no doubt.

"So, do you think that my future is so easily ruined?"

Nanjia Yanzi pursed her lips and her breath became heavy. "Marriage is not a joke. I also believe that the elders of the family will never accept a poor man as the wife of the future leader. Nanjue, you are so disappointing to me."

Nanjue looked at the woman in front of him. In an instant, all the dusty memories were released from the black box.

She knew it gave him the illusion that she had never left.

Silent, he pulled out of memory, looked at Nanjia Yanzi, and firmly said, "I love her."

"Love and marriage are two different things, nanjue. When you were young, I told you that I allowed you to keep her by your side, but absolutely not. You gave her the identity of the mistress of the blue blood family."

Nanjia Yanzi sat upright, and his whole body exuded the noble breath that he was born with.

"I don't want you to feel sad for your marriage when you just come back. You are tired after flying for such a long time. Go back to have a rest first." Nanjue said slowly, not in a hurry.

Of course, Nanjia Yanzi could understand the meaning of nanjue's words. Her son was mocking her marriage for lack of love.

"Nanjue, now I'm back. As your mother and a member of the blue blood family, I have the right to ask about your marriage. I absolutely disagree. Ruan Xiaomian will become the future hostess of the blue blood family."

Nanjia Yanzi also stood up in a firm voice with an unquestionable meaning.

"You have a good rest." Nanjue just nodded to Nanjia Yanzi and took the lead in leaving the study.

After going out, instead of going to the bedroom, he went straight into the elevator, all the way down.

In the elevator, he called Park Shiwan. When he got to the hall, park was already waiting there.

"Young master..." Seeing the appearance of nanjue, park Shiwan immediately met him.

"Do it now." Nanjue reached out and gave his hand to park Shiwan.

Park finished holding out his hand, a hair fell in his palm.

He nodded, carefully clenched his hands and exited the hall.

Nanjue took a look at the stairway, turned around, got into the elevator and went back to the bedroom on the sixth floor.

Ruan Xiaomian was sitting on the sofa looking at nanjue half of the magazine. As soon as the door opened, she immediately put the magazine on the tea table and stood up.

Nanjue strides in and closes the door. Ruan Xiaomian immediately meets him. His facial features are comfortable. He seems to have a question to ask him.

"Ask." Nanjue chuckled, raised his hand to her shoulder and took her to the sofa.

Ruan Xiaomian couldn't help her curiosity. She bit her lower lip and asked, "what did you say to your mother?"

"Nothing." Nanjue said faintly, "it is she who let me divorce you."

Smell speech, Ruan small Mian face expression is stiff, the whole person is not good.

Divorce.

Nanjue's mother asked him to divorce her.

Another Mo LAN came.

Sure enough, all fairy tales about princes have evil queens.

She is facing not only a vicious queen, but also a vicious old Buddha.

"What's that called?"

All divorced, he said so easily, where like a prince, he is not a prince at all.

Nanjue looked at her tiny wrinkled face and chuckled, "what are you talking about?"

Ruan Xiaomian was asked by nanjue to vomit blood.

Asshole, the devil, don't know how to sympathize with her.

Then she has nothing to say.

Divorce means divorce. It's a big deal.

Ruan Xiaomian was so angry that he glared at nanjue fiercely, got up and left.

Nanjue seemed to like Ruan Xiaomian's angry appearance. His smile deepened. He stood up and followed him, "where are you going?""Pack up..."

"Back to gaolaozhuang?"

Grandma, you're a legged woman!

Ruan Xiaomian was completely infuriated by the last four words of nanjue. He suddenly turned around and kicked nanjue.

"All right, no more fuss. Now that you are pregnant, you still think you are the monkey king?" Nanjue pulled Ruan Xiaomian into his arms and patted her on the back.

Ruan Xiaomian still had a breath in her chest. She took a deep breath to feel better.

"Nanjue, will you listen to your mother and leave me..."

Before the word "marriage" could be said, Ruan Xiaomian's lips were blocked by another pair of lips.

She was forced to raise her head and bear the more and more hot kiss of nanjue, and let go of the heaviness in her heart.

He won't divorce her. What she believes most is nanjue?

What else are you afraid of?

Thinking like this, she raised her hand and pushed nanjue away. "OK, I know. You don't have to tell me your answer in this way. I shouldn't doubt you..."

"You think too much. I just want to kiss you." Nanjue said, once again pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and accurately took her soft lip.

"Kowtow!"

There was an untimely knock on the door.

Shit！

Nanjue's thick eyebrows frowned tightly, and there was a look of displeasure between his eyebrows.

Knock at the door at this time, who is going to die?

"It should be breakfast." Ruan Xiaomian regained his freedom. He gasped and turned to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Chase's smile came into her eyes.

Ruan Xiaomian took a breath, because the anger of nanjue had already passed.

"Chase, run