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Chapter 170 Start your own live broadcast tonight

However, what surprised Nalan Yanran was that under the bright light, he shook his head.

"Although I do want to remind you about Mr. Ma's affairs, since you know it yourself, I don't have to do this again."

Nalan Yanran picked up her small shoulder bag and looked at him when she was about to get up and leave.

"What I can't help but ask is... another man."

When Nalan Zhao spoke in this tone, Nalan Yanran clearly understood something. She put on her shoulder bag and slid down again.

"What are you talking about? Xiao Yan?"

The happy atmosphere just now became awkward and serious after the name was brought up.



Nalan Zhao felt very unhappy when he looked at Nalan Yanran like this, and at the same time, he was filled with mixed emotions, and even regrets were found. Maybe he really shouldn't mention it.

But now that he has already made it, he is going to say it. "Tell me, sister, have you not forgotten that man yet?"

Maybe because Nalan Zhao wanted to show his uncontrollable emotions, he changed Nalan Yanran's name to his sister.

“…”

Nalan Yanran suddenly became silent, with only the sound of the hot pot rolling on the table. Because the cold air in the store was very low, the hot pot would rise up.



Nalan Yanran's attitude had already given Nalan Zhao the answer, and he suddenly felt that too many feelings had gathered in his heart.

"No, I just care about my daughter. I have no feelings for that man..."

Nalan Yanran's voice was very plain, but when she said this, she turned her cheek with a beautiful face to the other side, as if she deliberately made a casual look that she would not let her cousin meet her cousin.

"Okay, I get it."

Nalan Zhao smiled bitterly and stood up. In fact, he was not full, but he was completely in a state of no mood to eat.

That man Xiao Yan was destined to be the thorn in his heart.

"Well, I'll take you back when I'm full. You can live broadcast breakfast, you can also go early, and then don't stay up late and go to bed early."

Nalan Yanran nodded.



Get in the car and look at the world outside the car window. It is so prosperous, with tall buildings lined up one after another.



After returning home, Nalan Yanran expressed her gratitude to Nalan Zhao again.

Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, then ran all the way to the elevator, and then headed straight to her house.

Click, just opened them.

My cousin Ouyang Xiaoxiao just started chattering.

"Wow, sister, why are you here to play like this today? Is it your investor boss who drove you back just now?"

Click!

Before Nalan Yanran could answer, her aunt slapped her over with a slap. "What are you talking nonsense? There is nothing to do to go home... It's Yanran's cousin's car."

"Woooo, why are you hitting me? I just talk about it..."

"snort!"

My aunt was already a little bored with Ouyang Xiaoxiao. This girl was just a messenger. If it weren't for her, Nalan Yanran might not have eaten it in a short time.

"Okay, don't bother me, I'm going to live broadcast."

Ouyang Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved. "But sister, I want to chat with you."

"Talk tomorrow...I shouldn't have to go to the company tomorrow."

"Oh well!"



After Nalan Yanran entered the house, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up her phone and looked at the phone number signed by the communication software with the [bastard].

When she was with Xiao Yan, she wanted to tell him about the big and small things that happened every day. Now, the house mortgaged by Xiao Yan is almost all of the decorations and decorations left by Nalan Yanran, but that home is gone.

“Now, it’s not important to make money.”
Chapter completed!
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