Feng Sufei is in a much better mood. He pleasantly pulls Nanrong Huai'an's sleeve. "I just don't want you to worry. I don't think so much."

"I won't cry. Don't worry."

Feng Sufei told herself to be strong in her heart. She would not have shed tears at first, but for her sister, the news was so powerful that she didn't hold on for a while.

Nanrong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei as coquettish as a little girl, and her heart becomes very soft.

Nanrong Huai'an hugged Feng Sufei tightly, reached out and touched her red eyes, "don't cry in the future, if you have anything to tell me."

Feng Sufei shook her head hard. "Well, I won't cry."

Nanrong Huai'an sighed, "it's not that he doesn't cry. It's better to cry out if there's something sad. But Sophie, anyway, I don't want you to have something sad. I want you to be carefree."

Feng Sufei leans in the arms of Nanrong Huai'an and smiles bitterly. How can she be carefree? Her soul is the queen. She bears hatred and the responsibility of a country.

After a meeting between you and me, I just cleaned up and went to dinner.

After dinner, Feng Sufi led Nan Rong Huai'an into her study. She told Nan Rong Huai'an that she wanted to cooperate with other families to deal with the decision of the Secretary's family.

Feng Sufei said a lot of feasible reasons. She was afraid that Nan Rong Huai'an would not agree with her. She had thought about many reasons before, including eating, to persuade Nan Rong Huai'an.

Although the two people are very close, they are related to the Nanrong family in terms of politics. They can't be careless at all.

And she also knows the caution of Nanrong Huai'an.

When Feng Sufei said it, he was nervous, even looking at Nanrong Huai'an with expectation.

Nan Rong Huai'an is sitting at the other end of the table. She has been looking at Feng Sufei since she began to talk.

At this time, he is the wind Sufi's look are in the eye.

Nanrong Huai'an is sitting elegantly, with a pure and unique air, just like the elegant and relegated immortals, so noble, with the air of weeping blood.

Just sitting like that is fascinating.

Every time when Nan Rong Huai'an faces her alone, she takes off her mask to show her true face.

When Feng Sufei looks at him so quietly, he will feel dizzy.

Because his appearance is too intimidating.

But Huaian's gas field is also very strong. In many cases, his gas field temperament can cover other people's attention to his appearance.

Feng Sufei watched and forgot that she was discussing politics with Nanrong Huai'an. She couldn't help but want to get close to Nanrong Huai'an and let him hold her.

She doesn't like the deep and cold appearance of Nanrong Huai'an, which makes her feel far away.

But this kind of Nanrong Huai'an is more charming. It is said that the men who work hard are actually charming.

At this time, Nanrong Huai'an is thinking seriously, and its temperament is very charming.

Feng Sufei opened her mouth and couldn't help saying, "Huai'an, what I just said, do you agree?"

Nanrong Huai'an clasped his hands on the table and looked at Feng Sufei deeply. "I'm afraid I don't agree?"

Feng Sufei sipped her lips and said, "Huai'an, I know it's not easy to persuade you, but I think what I said is feasible..."

Feng Sufei takes a deep breath, and is ready to say it again. She persuades again. She insists on it.

As Feng Sophie continued, she heard a faint sigh.