Chapter 422: repay the money

Chapter 422 Repay the money

Nan Hao is still in school, admitting that he does not have the ability to go out and make money like Nan Xuan.

However, he also wanted to do his part for the arrears of the operation fee.

"Part-time job?" But Nanxuan paid attention to another important point in his words, and frowned.

Nan Hao replied reluctantly, "Well, let's go to the western restaurant."

He looks pretty good, he is very popular with girls, and he can earn so much thanks to tips, but he is definitely serious, Nan Hao promises.

He never thought that he could keep it from his elder brother, but the operation fee still broke Nan Hao's plan.

After all, some of this money was used by Nan Hao to buy gifts for Murong Qiao, but this had to become part of the repayment, which was only a meager part.

"...I see." Nan Xuan breathed out, frowning and looking a little melancholy.

He accepted the bank card, turned around and went back to his room without even asking Nan Hao anything.

Knowing that his younger brother went to a part-time job without telling him, even though Nan Xuan subconsciously wanted to teach Nan Hao a lesson, he couldn't find any bad reasons.

Nanxuan knew that Nan Jin was doing it for the family, and he had a good intention, but knowing about his brother's part-time job also aggravated the powerlessness in his heart.

After returning to the room, he sat on the bed in silence for a long while, as if he was in deep thought, his brows and eyes were lowered, cast a dark shadow by the light, and he dialed Murong Qiao's number after a long time.

"Hello?" Murong Qiao's cold voice sounded.

Nan Xuan settled down, "Can we meet sometime, I want to talk."

He didn't mention the operation fee, because he was afraid that Murong Qiao would avoid him, so he hung up the phone without even asking for money, but his tone was serious and serious.

"... yes." Murong Qiao replied after hesitating for a moment.

She turned on her mobile phone and turned on the speakerphone, and when Nan Xuan was talking, she listened intently to the sparrows flying past the window with her eyes, and recognized that Nan Xuan's tone seemed to be serious, and Murong Qiao agreed.

So the two made an appointment and met at a restaurant near Huida.

Because the teacher was rare and kind, get out of class was over early, Murong Qiao was in a good mood and planned to arrive earlier, but he pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked in, only to find that Nanxuan had already appeared at the reserved seat.

"Why did you come so early?" Murong Qiao sat opposite him calmly.

Nan Xuan looked at Murong Qiao, and slowly pushed a bank card that included the operation fee in front of his sister.

He pursed his lips, apologetic in his deep voice. "The operation fee will be returned to you. I'm sorry to trouble you to sign the operation consent form."

Murong Qiao stared at Naka in amazement, but she didn't expect that Nanxuan asked her to come out for this reason.

She didn't take it away immediately, but raised her eyes. After reading the stubbornness in Nanxuan's eyes, she was silent for a moment, stretched out her hand to put the card in her hand, and then nodded.

"Okay, then I'll accept it." She agreed quietly, and put the card in her pocket without even looking at it.

With the relationship between her and Nanxuan, there is no need to be hypocritical, and it is right to pay back the money in advance.

Nanxuan's tense face suddenly relaxed, showing a slightly relaxed smile. Obviously, the money was returned smoothly, which made him feel a lot better.

Nan Xuan's tone also softened, "I still have to... Thank you, Nan Jin's surgery went well, and she has been discharged from the hospital in the past two days."

Saying thank you might seem a little pretentious, but Nanxuan must say it.

Fortunately, it wasn't some lyrical drama, Nan Xuan only mentioned one sentence, and then the topic shifted to Nan Jin's condition, and Murong Qiao said a few more words.

He secretly felt that he was a little selfish, and his eyes fell on Murong Qiao's expression of listening to him carefully, and a little sweet taste came out of his heart.

The usually cold and tense face was also soft and relaxed in his heart. From an angle that Murong Qiao couldn't see, Nan Xuan's eyes were even vaguely nostalgic and intimate.

It's been a long time since they thought of sitting together and talking like this.

He covets every second he spends with his sister, wishing that this second would be as long as a century.

At least from the point of paying the operation fee, coupled with Nan Hao's rhetoric, Nan Xuan can still believe that Murong Qiao has some concerns about Nan Jin.

"Just do nothing." Murong Qiao had no expression on his face, as if he didn't care.

She hooked the spoon with her fingers and slowly stirred the coffee, watching the originally exquisite latte art on it being stirred into a ball by herself, she didn't feel any disturbance in Nanxuan's words.

Even now, in Murong Qiao's eyes, Nan Xuan and Nan Jin are just strangers with the same blood as him.

Hate is not hate, but if she is allowed to accept it again, or get back together, it is impossible.

"Since this is the case, there should be nothing else to do?" Murong Qiao asked.

She looked at Nanxuan, "You also returned the money I paid in advance. I have something to do later, can I go?"

Whether it was Murong Qiao's indifferent attitude or her intention to draw a clear line, Nan Xuan stopped a lot of things that he wanted to say.

"Of course." Nan Xuan nodded and stood up, intending to send her out. "Just make up your own mind on your own time."

He didn't say that in order to meet Murong Qiao today, he specially asked for a day off from the company.

Just looking at Murong Qiao for a few more seconds, with hidden reluctance.

"Okay." Murong Qiao can be said to cherish words like gold.

She declined Nanxuan's offer to send her off, and took a taxi to leave the restaurant.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't turn my head back. Even the gesture of waving for a taxi and getting in was done in one go, without nostalgia at all.

Nanxuan stood at the door, watching his sister get into the car and drive away, before turning her gaze away.

He has to go back.

It was the first time for Nan Xuan to go home in the afternoon. Nan Hao was still in school at the moment. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Nan Jin sitting on the sofa.

Nan Jin lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly. Even when she heard the sound of the door opening, she didn't speak after knowing that someone had come back.

Nan Xuan took off his coat and sat next to Nan Jin, seeing his lingering loss, he rarely opened his mouth.

"...I went to see Jojo today." He deliberately emphasized his tone.

Sure enough, whenever Murong Qiao was mentioned, Nan Jin immediately raised her head and turned her attention to Nan Xuan.

Nan Jin was at a loss when Nanxuan said the next sentence, "Do you remember the operation before? It was paid by Murong Qiao at that time."

Yesterday when Nan Jin came back, she locked herself in the room, so she naturally didn't know what Nan Hao and Nan Xuan said.

After hearing what Nan Xuan said, Nan Jin was even more dumbfounded.

"I don't know what you think," Nan Xuan took a deep breath, "But even if it's for your sister, don't always act like this."

"Actually, I'm a little envious."

Nanxuan smiled wryly, "When I knew you were sick, Qiao Qiao went to see you. I really wanted to be sick too."

These words were a bit sour, but such thoughts did linger in Nanxuan's heart for a moment.

"Don't be joking." Nan Jin was helpless.

Being taken care of by his sister certainly made him happy, but Nan Jin had experienced illness, so naturally he didn't want to see the same torture befall Nan Xuan.

Nanxuan naturally knew this too, "...for Qiaoqiao's sake, or whatever, Nanhao is still in school, so you have to shoulder the responsibility of being an older brother."

After saying this, without Nan Jin's answer, Nan Xuan got up and went back to his room.

(end of this chapter)

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