Chapter 432: remember his preferences

Nan Jin only felt that today she and Murong Qiao had a hard time getting along together, but the result of her stomach growling made him extremely embarrassed.

If he followed his previous schedule, he would go back by himself after sending his sister home, and then eat, so naturally he wouldn't be hungry.

As a result, today's situation is special. Nan Jin, who hasn't eaten since breakfast, is screaming loudly, as if protesting the master's excessive indifference to her.

"Don't bother—" Nan Jin immediately wanted to shirk.

He caused a lot of trouble for his sister today, and he really didn't want her to do anything extra because of him.

Murong Qiao understood Nan Jin's style, so he simply nodded on his own and decided on the restaurant directly.

"Then go to the restaurant at the gate of the community, their taste is quite good." She walked away after she finished speaking.

Seeing this, Nan Jin had no choice but to follow.

Besides, the sky is really dark now, and the stars can't be seen. If there is no light around, it will be difficult to see clearly after walking a few steps between the two.

As soon as Murong Qiao entered the restaurant, he greeted the proprietress.

"Are you coming to eat again?" The proprietress is very familiar.

She raised her hand and led Murong Qiao to her favorite place, leading the way and chatting while leading the way, giving people a very warm feeling.

"I haven't seen you here for a few days. I'll give you a discount today. Don't be too polite. I feel like you've lost weight..." the proprietress said with a smile.

The restaurant is a very ordinary restaurant. The decoration is clean and tidy. There are many beautiful and not tacky leaflets hanging on the wall, so that guests can choose dishes intuitively.

This is a restaurant that An Nuo and Murong Qiao like to come to very much. The design of the small second floor just happens to be able to see the pretty night view outside. In addition, the two of them agree with the taste of this place, so they get to know the proprietress after coming and going. .

It's just that this time, seeing that Murong Qiao didn't come with An Nuo, but came with a handsome young man, the proprietress inevitably took a second look.

"Mine is still the same," Murong Qiao smiled. "Another order of rice and boiled pork slices is needed. I don't need iced drinks. Just add sweet and sour pork ribs and boiled shrimp."

The latter is naturally for Nan Jin.

She ate little and didn't have the habit of ordering so many dishes, but thinking that Nan Jin was a big man anyway, she ordered more.

The proprietress smiled and said yes, then turned her head and went downstairs to the kitchen.

But Nan Jin felt sore and swollen at the moment, staring at her sister in a daze for a moment, and she lost her words.

She remembers her taste.

Nan Jin reacted immediately, when he heard Murong Qiao talk about boiled pork slices and pork ribs, it was as if a hook pulled him in his heart, and he felt a sense of revived pain and soreness.

"Do you remember?" Nan Jin asked suddenly.

He stared closely at Murong Qiao, wanting to get the answer from the other party, the answer he expected.

My younger sister still remembers her taste. Does this also mean...it means that my younger sister also has his part in her heart?

Murong Qiao coughed lightly, and looked away a little uncomfortably, "Just by the way."

She likes to eat meat, and Nan Jin's taste is quite consistent with hers in some dishes, so Murong Qiao naturally remembered it.

But this awkward answer made Nan Jin show a big smile.

He was born handsome, and his smile is quite handsome with a lot of sunlight, but he looks a little stupid with such a silly smile.

Murong Qiao's answer fell into Nan Jin's mind, and it was naturally translated as sister remembers.

She has me in her heart!

Nan Jin's mind is full of these words now, and she is very happy.

After the dishes came, Murong Qiao didn't forget to ask for a bowl of water for Nan Jin.

"You eat." Murong Qiao reminded helplessly, "Stop just laughing."

After taking two bites, she noticed that Nan Jin was looking at her, but she raised her head to remind him, so she looked at Nan Jin with a smirk, and didn't even take a few bites of the food.

He won't be too hungry, will he?

Nan Jin quickly stuffed a mouthful of boiled shrimp, "Eat, eat!"

With his sister here, he can eat it all.

It was the first time that Nan Jin realized that eating was such a joyful thing. Seeing his sister sitting across from him, even though the dishes were not delicacies from mountains and seas, the warmth in the atmosphere was enough to fill his heart, making Nan Jin moved.

Nan Jin's smile didn't leave her face throughout the meal, and she didn't know anything except being happy.

"Do you have anything to drink? I'll get it." Murong Qiao got up and asked.

She just ate some boiled pork slices, and her face was flushed red because of the spicy taste. She was going to get some iced drink to press it down. Thinking that Nan Jin's hands were not so convenient, she simply asked one more question.

"Anything is fine." Nan Jin replied with a smile.

He can drink whatever his sister drinks, and now he can just block another knife.

Thinking that her injury today would give her a chance to get along with her sister, Nan Jin only felt it was worth it.

This knife is so worth it.

If she could keep her younger sister and him getting along like they are today, Nan Jin would wish for a few more blows.

"What nonsense, it's lucky that the hand wasn't destroyed this time." Murong Qiao's voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Jin finally realized that what she was thinking just now had unconsciously spoken out, and it happened to be heard by Murong Qiao who was going to get a drink.

Nan Jin touched the back of her head with her right hand in embarrassment, and hurriedly made excuses with a haha.

"That's true, Nankang is like a lunatic..."

He wanted to talk about something to divert his attention, but after Nan Kang's name was mentioned, a light flashed in Nan Jin's mind, which suddenly aroused his thoughts like a flame lighting a candle.

Nan Jin suddenly remembered what Nanxuan had said to herself before, and when she connected with the picture she saw today, she probably understood what was going on.

"Qiao Qiao, you should be more careful these days. Nankang probably can't pay off his debts, so he's looking for you crazily today." When it comes to business, Nan Jin is quite serious.

Murong Qiao frowned, and raised his eyebrows with some doubts, "Obligation?"

She hasn't paid much attention to the situation in Nankang recently, and she didn't connect with Nan Jin's train of thought for a while.

So Nan Jin repeated to her sister what Nan Xuan had said to herself at that time.

"...The situation is like this. The three of us are all out to live. Nankang doesn't go to work and only knows to drink. It will be a matter of time." Nan Jin sighed.

When Nankang was mentioned, a few traces of melancholy and emotion appeared on Nan Jin's face, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth became more bitter.

After all, he is also Nankang's child. Seeing Nankang's current situation, Nan Jin couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Murong Qiao sneered, "I didn't expect him to be more useless than I thought."

She said this unceremoniously, even with contempt.

At any rate, he is the father of three children, and the pressure of life is all thrown on Nanxuan. When all three sons leave him, he still doesn't know how to repent at this point, and even borrows money to be cool.

"I'll go to the police station to take a statement tomorrow. Let him get the price he should bear for this matter." After a moment of silence, Nan Jin also expressed her attitude.

He is naturally on the side of his sister, not to mention the fact that the Nan family has not fallen behind to the present, and the existence of past life memories, Nan Jin has long seen clearly what kind of person Nan Kang is.

Now that he can attack his own daughter, I'm afraid—

He can no longer be called a human being.

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