Chapter 11 My Husband is a Trickster
After the meeting, Xia Xing immediately put the things on Huo Junyan's desk.
"Mr. Huo, this is what the old lady asked you to personally deliver to Miss Nan."
Huo Junyan was wearing a well-tailored dark suit and sitting in a wheelchair like a god, unattainable.
He glanced at the box with a distant and indifferent look, and a hint of displeasure.
He said in a deep voice: "Send it to her."
Xia Xing thought of Xu Qi's instructions, and with a look of embarrassment on his face, he hesitantly whispered, "Boss Huo, the old lady specifically asked you to deliver it to Miss Nan in person."
The next second, Huo Junyan's face turned extremely ugly, his dark eyes were like an abyss, emitting a dangerous signal.
"She does have some tricks."
Xia Xing's heart was filled with alarm bells, this was a sign that President Huo was going to be angry!
Huo Juanyan said coldly: "Since it is so important to her, send her a message and ask her to come and get it herself."
An invisible pressure made Xia Xing a little breathless. He swallowed hard and said, "If this old lady knew, would it be..."
He just opened his mouth, but when he saw Mr. Huo's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it, he stopped talking instantly and changed his words, "I'll contact Miss Nan right away."
After leaving Mr. Huo's office, Xia Xing looked at the box in his hand and suddenly realized a serious problem.
It’s over. He doesn’t seem to have Miss Nan’s phone number…
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10pm, bar.
Song Yingqing was afraid that Nan Yu was depressed, so she brought her here to indulge herself.
She ordered a bunch of drinks, and then said to Nan Yu, "Xiao Yu, it's my treat tonight, drink whatever you want. Do you want to order two male models to drink with you?"
Nan Yu leaned back in the dim booth, looking at the colorful liquid in front of her under the flashing lights. In the center of the noisy stage in front of her was a group of people dancing wildly.
She took a sip of the liquid, smiled, and waved her hand, saying, "I'm not interested in that. I just want to drink."
Song Yingqing nodded, "That's fine, I'll go to the bathroom first, and I'll come back and drink with you slowly."
As soon as she left, a soft voice came from the booth next to her.
"Sister, why are you here? Today is the second day of your wedding, don't you want to spend some time alone with your brother-in-law?"
Nan Yu turned her head and met a pair of fox eyes that were smiling with mockery.
Looking again, the face was 70% similar to hers, but at this moment there was a simple and artificial smile on the corner of his mouth.
Nan Qingqing didn't expect to meet Nan Yu when she went out to play, and the smile in her eyes deepened.
Next to her, there were a few rich young men and young ladies, looking at Nan Yu jokingly.
"Nan Yu, it seems that the cripple on your wedding night did not satisfy you, otherwise why would you come out to drink to drown your sorrows?"
"Maybe the one from the Huo family is just a waste. I just heard Song Yingqing wanted to find a man for Nan Yu."
"I really can't understand why the innocent and well-behaved Qingqing has a slutty sister like you. You are simply a disgrace to the Nan family and Qingqing!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule.
Nan Qingqing looked like she was disappointed with her brother-in-law, and said bitterly, "Sister, even if you are not satisfied with your brother-in-law, no matter how hungry you are, you shouldn't come out to look for a man openly. You have no sense of shame at all!"
In just a few words, Nan Yu was labeled a "slut".
Nan Yu, who was in the semi-darkness, exuded a lazy charm. She raised her red lips and said, "Who said I'm not satisfied? Although my husband is a cripple, he has many tricks. I am very satisfied with him."
"I was just so satisfied that I came out to hide for a while."
"As for shame? I am not as shameless as you. So many people bully me in public."