After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Zheng Yue sat in the office, staring at the blank computer and couldn't help but be in a daze.

After the winter vacation, Zheng Yue did not go back to her hometown to stay, but continued to work in the company in Nankang.

After learning that she had no place to live, Nankang offered her help.

"If you don't mind, I have a vacant house that I can rent to you." Nankang was considerate.

Although the company is now in decline, Nankang still has some family background.

Zheng Yue was happy for a moment when she heard him say that, but then felt that the other party had helped her too much, and she was a little embarrassed to accept it.

Nankang naturally saw Zheng Yue's thoughts, so he let her live in without saying anything.

"It's okay, you will also help me clean when you move in, and the rent will be deducted from your salary." Nankang said naturally.

His smiling face is elegant and gentle, just from the surface, he can't see his liking for Zheng Yue at all, but what he said is mixed with the kindness of helping, as if he is really willing to help others.

Moreover, Nankang's words just hit Zheng Yue's current difficulties. The hotel fees are very expensive, Zheng Yue doesn't think about it at all, and he can't stay in the company after get off work.

Zheng Yue was silent and didn't speak, as if she was thinking about it, Nankang didn't ask aloud, and waited patiently for her answer.

"Then, thank you." Zheng Yue nodded slightly after hesitating for a long time.

The matter of renting a house was settled in this way, and Nankang's image in Zheng Yue's heart also rose to a higher level.

In order to express her gratitude, Zheng Yue volunteered to take over the job when she heard that Nankang planned to recruit a personal assistant.

As Nankang's personal assistant, she was involved in almost all matters, big and small, and Zheng Yue learned about the banquet that Murong's family was going to hold.

"Murong Qiao held it personally?" Zheng Yue heard the name from someone else.

"That's right, there are quite a few people who say that Murong Qianjin will choose a husband for her this time, and she will probably meet many tall, rich and handsome people." The young girl who gave her the information was obviously envious.

This kind of high-society banquet, the boys in it can make a fortune if they catch one of them.

Seeing the envy in the little girl's eyes, Zheng Yue was secretly moved.

After getting the materials, Zheng Yue sent them to Nankang and returned to her office.

She knew Murong Qiao. When Zheng Yue heard that Murong's family was going to hold a banquet, it was impossible not to be moved.

Zheng Yue, who has participated in many banquets with Nankang on weekdays, has already seen that the banquet is good, and this is not the best. Thinking of the banquet that Murong's family is going to hold, almost all the people coming and going are beyond her reach. Moon pursed her lips ready to move.

She called Murong Qiao, and the connection was quickly connected.

"Zheng Yue?" Murong Qiao asked in a puzzled tone. "Did something happen?"

She is helping at home now, and seeing Zheng Yue calling, she was a little surprised, and thought something had happened to her.

"It's me," Zheng Yue responded, "Are you busy?"

She heard voices in the background over there, someone was moving things, maybe they were setting up the banquet scene.

"My mother came to urge me to go home again recently, and she said she wouldn't let me go to school." Without waiting for Murong Qiao to answer, Zheng Yue spoke again. "I don't want to go back at all, and she only likes my younger brother, and I have to do farm work when I go home..."

"When I get home, an annoying matchmaker will go to my mother to ask me to marry someone and sell it for money, but I haven't even finished college yet." Zheng Yue said in a low voice.

Zheng Yue's family is in the countryside, and the thinking of the old people is still the pedantic of the previous generation. Zheng Yue's situation is indeed as she said, but in order to make Murong Qiao feel sorry for her, she deliberately made it worse.

"I want to stay in the city, but I don't fit in with other people, and I haven't even attended a banquet before." Speaking of this, she sighed.

"I recently heard that Murong's family is going to hold a banquet, Qiao Qiao." Zheng Yue finally got to the point, "I want to ask you if I can go."

She said it cautiously, with a little tentativeness.

Murong Qiao was confused at first, not understanding what Zheng Yue meant, but now she understands.

The co-author wanted to attend the banquet.

"That's it—" Murong Qiao also followed her, "Of course."

Zheng Yue had already talked about this, so Murong Qiao naturally agreed.

"Thank you, Qiao Qiao!" Zheng Yue suddenly became happy.

She was still a little apprehensive when she called, but she was very pleasantly surprised to hear that Murong Qiao agreed to her.

The two hung up the phone without saying a few words, but Zheng Yue's happy mood did not disappear.

If I can meet a few boys at the banquet this time, and get to know each other better, it will only be good for me and not bad for me.

Zheng Yue, who has been with Nankang during this period of time, has understood a lot of truths. She also knows that her identity is at a disadvantage and she doesn't know anyone. The importance of connections has already been understood by Zheng Yue after working.

"Why are you so happy?" Nankang saw the smile on Zheng Yue's face as soon as he came in.

He walked over and touched Zheng Yue's head, his movements were very natural.

In the past two days, the relationship between the two has been gradually warming up, but it has always remained ambiguous, and the occasional intimacy is also used to it. Both Nankang and Zheng Yue have noticed it, but neither of them took the lead in breaking through the window. Paper.

Zheng Yue looked at Nankang, thinking that she would be able to go to the banquet soon, the ambiguity about Nankang's past growth suddenly became less.

"I just finished the phone call and had a good chat with my classmates." Zheng Yue summed it up with a smile.

Seeing this, Nankang didn't ask any more questions, and cared about Zheng Yue's life as usual.

Zheng Yue was coping with it, but in her heart she was thinking about what clothes to wear to the banquet.

The ambiguity with Nankang is not fake, but considering the age difference, Zheng Yue also knows that Nankang is definitely not her best choice.

On the other side, after Murong Qiao and Zheng Yue hung up the phone, they also called the other two roommates.

Zheng Yue couldn't be the only one at the banquet, Yang Xin and Leng Yan must have a part in it, and upon learning of Murong Qiao's invitation, both of them happily agreed.

On the day of the banquet, the time was set at night.

Yang Xin and Leng Yan arrived at Murong's house early, stood politely at the door and knocked on the door.

"Welcome, Miss's friend." Uncle Yang opened the door and greeted. "She's on the second floor right now, let me take you up."

Murong Qiao had informed Uncle Yang of the arrival of Yang Xin and Leng Yan in advance, so even though it was the first time they met, Uncle Yang recognized the two girls at a glance.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Leng Yan thanked.

Yang Xin also quickly said thank you, but his attention was still focused on the old and low-key house in front of him.

Murong's house was rebuilt into an old house, and people were hired to maintain it carefully. Compared with the luxury of the villa, it is more of a sense of age. The interior has modern decoration, but there is still a sense of ancient fragrance.

This was their first visit to Murong Qiao's house. Yang Xin thought that living in a villa would be luxurious enough, but after coming here in person and seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly.

In addition, the banquet layout was beautiful, and the bright crystal lamp above his head was so dreamy that Yang Xin walked on the stairs at this time, and suddenly felt like a princess.

"Miss, your classmate is here." Uncle Yang knocked on the door.

While Yang Xin was in a daze, the three of them had already reached the door of Murong Qiao's room.