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Chapter 15 This kind of woman doesn't deserve to be my wife

Xia Xing glanced down and saw that Nan Yu was about to leave the bar, then he remembered the old lady's instructions.

He hesitated and said, "Mr. Huo, but the old lady said that you should give it to Miss Nan in person. Why don't you return it to her in person?"

He finally managed to find out that Nan Yu was at the bar tonight, so he wanted to come over and ask for her number to tell her about picking up something from the company.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into President Huo as soon as he stepped out of the office, saying that he wanted to come with him.

As soon as they arrived, they witnessed Miss Nan paying for the entire meal.

Huo Junyan glared at him, his sharp eyes revealing deep displeasure.

His gaze then fell upon Nan Qingqing below, his eyes growing increasingly deep and cold, and the surrounding air seemed to drop below zero.

"This kind of woman doesn't deserve to be my wife, I don't want to see her."

Xia Xing was startled and quickly lowered his head, saying, "I'll send it to Miss Nan right now."

"and many more."

Huo Junyan's imposing voice rang out again.

Xia Xing stopped in his tracks, nervously swallowed, and turned to look at him.

Huo Junyan said sternly, "Remember to tell her to keep her distance from Grandma, not to have any contact with Grandma, and not to use any means to get close to me."

Xia Xing responded, "Yes, President Huo."

After giving his instructions, Huo Junyan didn't give a second glance to anyone downstairs and left the bar directly.

Seeing that Nan Yu's figure had disappeared into the bar, Xia Xing rushed out without hesitation, praying in his heart that she hadn't gone far.

Fortunately, the heavens heard him. When he went out, he saw Nan Yu standing by the roadside, waiting for Song Yingqing to ride over on her bicycle.

He was panting as he ran. "Miss Nan, I'm here to give this to you on behalf of the old lady and Mr. Huo." A box appeared in front of Nan Yu, and she was slightly taken aback.

Xia Xing explained, "This seems to be something very important to you; you forgot it at the old house today."

Nan Yu suddenly remembered that it was the silver needle she had forgotten in the old house.

"I was planning to go pick it up tomorrow, but I didn't expect Grandma to ask you to bring it over. Thank you so much."

Seeing Nan Yu being so polite, Xia Xing found it hard to reconcile the woman who had just kicked a man away and the woman that President Huo said was unworthy of being a wife.

He coughed once, "Miss Nan, you're too kind. Actually, besides returning your things, I also wanted to ask for your number so I can contact you if I need anything in the future."

Nan Yu didn't refuse. After giving him her number, she chuckled and said, "Didn't you say before that you wanted me to keep my distance? Why are you asking for my number now?"

Xia Xing saved the number, his body stiffened, and then, remembering what President Huo had said, he 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 adjusted his glasses. "President Huo said that you should also 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 him."

"For example, if you forget something at the old lady's place today, and she forces Mr. Huo to return it to you, it could cause unnecessary contact and lead to trouble."

Nan Yu thought of her grandmother's painful headache when she had an attack, and her face turned cold. "Go back and tell him that I don't care about him at all, I don't care about having any contact with him, and I will not deliberately use any means to meet him."

"But he can't control what happens to Grandma. I've already made an appointment with her to meet every weekend. Tell him to remember the time and make sure it doesn't coincide with my schedule, so as to avoid unnecessary contact."

After saying this, Nan Yu got on Song Yingqing's motorcycle and drove off without waiting for Xia Xing's reply.

(End of this chapter)