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

Murong Qiao's words were like planting a seed in Zheng Yue's heart.

It only takes a just right timing to break through the ground and take root.

"These documents all require your signature." Jiang Chi put a thick stack of documents on Murong Qiao's desk.

Murong Qiao pulled out his breath and responded, without taking his eyes off the contract in front of him, one thought can be divided into two.

In the past two days, the company has entered an upswing period. Artists have started to work one after another. Many things need to be seen by Murong Qiao personally. Even many employees have left, and Murong Qiao is still working overtime in the office.

Jiang Chi was also considerate and silent, and walked away with light footsteps.

"Oh." Murong Qiao couldn't help but sighed.

She thought that the ability to read ten lines at a glance was very powerful, but facing the endless contract materials, her eyes were sore after reading all afternoon.

After confirming that the document was correct, she closed it and put it aside. She breathed a long sigh of relief, her tense body slightly relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair, and her temples throbbed with pain in her forehead.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Murong Qiao tiredly moved his hand to unlock it.

It was Zheng Yue's news, seeing that the name was not Huo Yichen, Murong Qiao's mood of wanting to jump fell after that.

[My eyes are dazzled from reading the document, I want to hug... [kitten crying]] Murong Qiao pouted.

She took a photo of herself with her mobile phone and sent it to Huo Yichen, then scrolled up.

The time record of the last sentence stayed at yesterday morning, and Murong Qiao's eyes fell on the blank record interface after the two said good morning to each other, hoping that Huo Yichen's pressure in Huo's house would be less.

Recently, she was busy with the company, and Huo Yichen also devoted his energies to his studies after returning home. Both of them became so busy that they didn't even make a phone call.

After Murong Qiao finished sending the message, she turned around and clicked on the message from Zheng Yue.

She spoke skillfully between the lines, 【Qiao Qiao, I want to attend a banquet with him, can I trouble you to lend me a suit? 】

Of course, Zheng Yue didn't have no clothes to wear, but the ones Nankang gave her were still far from the ladies at the banquet.

After sending the message, she was waiting for Murong Qiao's reply. She sat on the chair and stood up after a while, pretending to be something.

[I really like him, but I really can't get rid of those clothes... Qiao Qiao, please. ] Seeing that Murong Qiao hadn't moved, Zheng Yue sent another sentence.

Murong Qiao had just finished reading the last sentence when the message was refreshed.

Her eyes fell on Zheng Yue's sentence "I can't take it out", with a meaningful expression and a little sneer.

Even if Murong Qiao saw it with his own eyes, he knew that Nankang was definitely not bad for Zheng Yue. Zheng Yue can be said to be familiar with the words of having no clothes to wear.

Murong Qiao's gaze swept between the lines, but she didn't reply, and put the phone aside.

But Zheng Yue couldn't sit still anymore, the time for the banquet was approaching, her originally relaxed mood also became tense, her gaze gradually became anxious when looking at the chat box, and her brows also frowned.

Why don't you come back.

【Jojo...】

【The banquet is about to begin...】

The screen of the mobile phone is always on, and the frequency of sending messages is gradually increasing.

Murong Qiao supported her chin with her hands, her beautiful eyes were lowered to look at the phone screen, the corners of her mouth were curved like a smile, as if she couldn't feel Zheng Yue's anxiety at all.

Seeing that the message couldn't get through, Zheng Yue called again.

But time passed by every minute and every second, Zheng Yue looked at the closet irritably, could it be that she wants to wear her own clothes?

Nankang sent a message saying that the person who picked her up was already on the way, which made Zheng Yue even more annoyed.

Finally, when the tenth phone rang, Murong Qiao reached out and tapped to answer it.

"Qiao Qiao! You finally answered the phone! I want to go to the banquet, but I don't have any suitable clothes, can I trouble you to lend me one? Please!" Zheng Yue spoke quickly.

Seeing that the phone was finally connected, her heart that had been hanging was finally relieved.

After hearing what she said, Murong Qiao slowly said, "Yes."

This "Yes" sounded like heaven to Zheng Yue, her eyebrows and eyes were flying, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards, and the joy in her heart couldn't help escaping.

"Thank you so much, Qiao Qiao!" Zheng Yue quickly thanked her, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

With Murong Qiao's help, Zheng Yue immediately felt relieved.

For the past two days, Zheng Yue has been thinking about the relationship between herself and Nankang, but what Murong Qiao said unintentionally made her start to reflect on the stability of this relationship.

In view of the fragile bond and relationship between the two, Zheng Yue realized that if Nankang didn't like her, she could leave at any time.

But she can't lose this backer, she can't lose without Nankang, and she can't return to her former down-and-out days.

So she worked hard to change herself, trying to appear as a person of the same level as Nankang. At the same time, she was also thinking about how to maintain a strong relationship with Nankang forever.

Boom boom boom.

"There is your package." Someone shouted outside the door.

Zheng Yue immediately got up and opened the door to sign for the receipt, took the box back to her room and opened it.

Inside was a set of lady's dress, which was also matched with a set of matching jewelry. As soon as Zheng Yue opened the box, she was amazed by the dress.

It was the clothes sent by Murong Qiao, and the efficiency was astonishingly fast.

Zheng Yue stretched out her hand to touch the skirt, and the silky fabric like gauze mist made it hard to put it down. Even if Zheng Yue didn't recognize the logo on the box, she knew that the price of this set was definitely not something she could afford.

[I received the skirt. ] She sent a message to Murong Qiao.

Zheng Yue tried it on, looked at herself in the mirror, she was very satisfied, and sent Murong Qiao a photo of herself trying it on.

The difference between her and those daughters is only these things. Although she can't afford it herself, she can borrow it from Murong Qiao, and the calculations in Zheng Yue's heart are crackling.

Murong Qiao was resting now, and when she saw the picture Zheng Yue sent to herself, she clicked on it and looked at it carefully.

Considering Zheng Yue's suitable style and Nankang's preferences, Murong Qiao deliberately chose a water-colored skirt, which is slim and soft. It will not show any shortcomings when matched with Zheng Yue's figure, and it can better bring out her Jiangnan water town. Kind of soft.

Murong Qiao replied to her, 【You look good in clothes, he will be amazed when he sees you. 】

Sincere encouragement was like honey pouring on her heart, and Zheng Yue couldn't help being happy.

But despite Murong Qiao's superficial encouragement, he was determined.

This skirt was chosen according to Nankang's taste, and he would like it 100%.

Seeing Zheng Yue walking step by step in the direction she wanted, Murong Qiao's mood also became joyful, and she faintly couldn't suppress the anticipation.

She signed in the blank with the tip of her pen, finished a document, and hummed a casual tune in a good mood, and she didn't feel that the work was boring.

In the evening, Zheng Yue wore the dress Murong Qiao sent to the banquet, and the effect was really amazing.

"You are very suitable for this style, you can try more." Nankang also praised.

The water-colored dress swayed with Zheng Yue's walking pace, and the reflected light on the fabric rippled as if alive, like the ripples of fallen leaves on the water surface, turning away in Nankang's heart.

He really loves gentleness, and Zheng Yue's outfit today just showed this to the fullest.

Zheng Yue put on light makeup, and the glow lightly dabbed on her cheeks made her look softer, and the way she smiled and held Nankang's arm was even more beautiful.

She nodded, "It's fine if you like it."

Zheng Yue's tone of speech slowed down a bit, with a soft and waxy voice, and even the movement of raising her hand to lift her broken hair made Nankang feel pleasing to the eye.

Nankang was so happy with this banquet that he changed his decision to go home at the end and went directly to Zheng Yue's house.

Nankang and Zheng Yue threw their coats and ties all over the floor from the door to the bedroom.

Enthusiasm climbed to the top, but Nankang's reason pressed it and remembered the key thing.

"Take medicine first." Nankang said.

He likes Zheng Yue, but he has no plans to have children, so he always asks Zheng Yue to take medicine beforehand.

Zheng Yue obediently listened to him, took out a pill from the side drawer, put it in her mouth, drank a sip of water, swallowed it, and opened her mouth to show Nankang.

Even though his body was unbearably hot, Nankang forced himself to check carefully and calmly, making sure that Zheng Yue had taken the contraceptive pill before continuing to act recklessly.

Zheng Yue obediently lay in his arms, the bitterness of taking the medicine still remained in her mouth.

The bitterness made her care, and it was like a drop of water, which entered the soil and made the seeds gradually sprout.

The problem that troubled Zheng Yue before seemed to have a flash of light at this moment, driven forward by the thoughts in his mind, and suddenly he had an idea.

She may not be young forever and cannot keep Nankang, but if, if she can conceive Nankang's child...

The fundamental nature of the relationship has changed. Now that she has a child, she can definitely tie Nankang firmly!