Chapter 15 This kind of woman is not worthy of being my wife
The second floor of the bar.
Huo Junyan, who was sitting in front of the glass window, was wearing a black mask with golden patterns on it, which covered the right half of his face. He could see the farce below from a high vantage point.
He frowned and looked at Nan Qingqing downstairs, and his memory overlapped with the eyebrows and eyes that he had only seen once on the day they got the marriage certificate, when she was wearing a mask.
Hearing the words “Thank you Miss Nan” from the audience again, it suddenly seemed extremely harsh and unpleasant.
His deep eyes revealed impatience, "Xia Xing, give her the things."
Xia Xing glanced down and saw that Nan Yu was about to leave the bar. Thinking of the old lady's instructions, he hesitated and said, "Boss Huo, but the old lady said that you should hand it over to Miss Nan in person. Why don't you return it to her in person?"
He finally found out that Nan Yu was in the bar tonight, so he wanted to come over to ask for her number and tell her about going to the company to pick up something.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the office, he bumped into Mr. Huo and said he wanted to come with him.
As a result, as soon as they arrived, they saw Miss Nan paying for the whole show.
Huo Junyan glared at him, his stern eyes revealing deep displeasure.
Then he cast his gaze upon Nan Qingqing below him, his eyes becoming darker and colder, and the air around him dropped to below zero.
"This kind of woman is not worthy of being my wife. I don't want to see her."
Xia Xing was startled and quickly lowered his head and said, "I'll send it to Miss Nan now."
"and many more."
Huo Junyan's intimidating voice came again.
Xia Xing paused, swallowed nervously, and looked back at him.
Huo Juanyan said sternly: "Remember to tell her to keep a distance from grandma and not to contact grandma again, and not to use any means to get close to me."
Xia Xing responded, "Yes, Mr. Huo."
After Huo Junyan finished his instructions, he left the bar without even glancing at anyone downstairs.
Seeing that Nan Yu had disappeared from the bar, Xia Xing rushed out without hesitation, praying in his heart that she hadn't gone far.
Fortunately, God heard it. When he went out, he saw Nan Yu standing on the side of the road, waiting for Song Yingqing to ride over on her bike.
He ran and panted, "Miss Nan, I was asked by the old lady and Mr. Huo to give this to you."
A box appeared in front of Nan Yu and she was slightly stunned.
Xia Xing explained: "This seems to be something very important to you, and you forgot it at the old house today."
Nan Yu instantly remembered that it was the silver needle she had forgotten in the old house.
"I was planning to go get it back tomorrow, but I didn't expect grandma to ask you to deliver it. I'm really sorry to bother you."
Seeing Nan Yu being so polite, Xia Xing found it hard to associate her with the woman who had just kicked a man away and the person who Mr. Huo said was not worthy of being his wife.
He coughed and said, "Miss Nan, you are too polite. In addition to returning your things to you, I also want to ask you for your number so that I can contact you later if I have anything."
Nan Yu didn't refuse. After she told him her number, she chuckled and said, "Didn't you tell him before that he wanted me to keep my distance? Why are you asking for my number again now?"
Xia Xing saved the number and his body froze. Then he remembered what Mr. Huo had said and coughed twice.
"Miss Nan, I asked for your number so that I can contact you more easily, but the previous agreement remains unchanged, and Mr. Huo has added two more clauses."
Nan Yu: "?"
Xia Xing raised his glasses, "Boss Huo said that you should keep your distance from the old lady. You are not allowed to have any contact with her, and you are not allowed to use any means to get close to her."
"For example, today you forgot something at the old lady's place, and the old lady forced Mr. Huo to return it to you, causing unnecessary contact and causing trouble."
Nan Yu thought of her grandmother's painful headache and her face turned cold. "Go back and tell him that I don't care about him at all, and I don't want to have any contact with him, let alone deliberately use tricks to meet him."
"But he has no control over grandma. I have already made an appointment with grandma to meet every weekend. Tell him to remember the time and make sure to avoid unnecessary contact with me."
After saying this, Nan Yu got on Song Yingqing's motorcycle and drove away without waiting for Xia Xing to answer.