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

The tip of the nose is a fresh floral fragrance, in front of the eyes is a familiar person who has not seen for a long time.

"I thought..." Murong Qiao's voice was a little hoarse.

Seeing Huo Yichen standing in front of her eyes, she sniffed uncontrollably.

Huo Yichen's eyes were as deep as stars, and the light in his eyes seemed to be flickering. He looked at her bright red cheeks and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his eyes and just looked at her intently. "What do you think?"

Thought you were too busy to forget that today is my birthday.

The loneliness that hadn't faded away was diluted by the joy in his heart, and Murong Qiao put his fingers in front of his face in a concealed manner, trying to cover up his gaffe.

"How could I forget?" Huo Yichen was helpless, with a slight smile on his lips.

He reached out and rubbed Murong Qiao's hair, "Happy birthday."

Murong Qiao was stunned, and raised her gaze unconsciously, looking at Huo Yichen's expression when he said this.

The light from the top of his head cast a shadow under his brow bone, making the reflection in his eyes more clear, so that only Murong Qiao could see himself.

Underfoot is a carpet made of pure white petals, and the gorgeous and quiet white roses bloom in the most beautiful flowering period.

"You are the only one I want to love among all the people." Huo Yichen said.

He suddenly opened his heart and spoke out the inner voice on this special day.

Huo Yichen looked at her, "I'm afraid you'll think it's presumptuous, but I'm even more afraid that you'll go crazy if you don't say it."

Holding the rose in his hand, he secretly sweated a little.

"Actually, I never thought that things would come to such a beautiful point." Huo Yichen lowered his eyes. "But I'm really greedy, and I want to continue to have you in the days to come."

Since the death of his mother, he has stayed behind closed doors and completely closed his world.

But there was a sound of footsteps lingering outside the door, not passing by or looking for others, but pressing his doorbell, and a ray of light leaked out in the darkness.

Huo Yichen had to admit that Murong Qiao was an exception, a special one, and he was the only bonfire source of warmth in his loneliness in the cold weather.

"Not only this birthday, but every time in the future, I want to occupy the most intimate position by your side."

Murong Qiao's eyelashes trembled, and she blushed completely from Huo Yichen's few straightforward words. Thinking that everyone around her was watching, her earlobes turned crimson.

He took a deep breath, "I just can't restrain myself, I always see your sanity ruined in a mess."

"Obviously I'm already a lover, but I feel that I'm not satisfied enough, and I want to get closer to you."

Under Murong Qiao's gaze, Huo Yichen held the bouquet of flowers that had been prepared for a long time, and slowly knelt on the ground on one knee.

The sound of music rising around covered the crowd's voice, leaving only Huo Yichen's voice and the ring in his hand.

"will you marry me?"

The bubbles that blown out seemed to burst, and the voice that Murong Qiao had been waiting for had an answer.

She looked down at Huo Yichen who was kneeling on one knee, her eyes turned red uncontrollably,

"I would." She replied softly.

Her answer seemed to trigger some signal, causing the people next to her to cheer.

"Blessings, blessings! Locked up!"

"Sure enough, the love of gods still depends on you!"

Yang Xin blushed with excitement, Leng Yan had a sincere and blessed smile on his face, and An Nuo was beside him holding up his mobile phone to take pictures and record the beautiful moment.

The ring had an owner, and Murong Qiao was embraced.

"Is it a little easy for me to promise?" she joked.

Huo Yichen held her hand tightly, "You have nothing to regret."

Fearing that Murong Qiao would say something more, Huo Yichen lowered his head and covered her lips amidst the cheers of the crowd.

...

When Murong Qiao woke up from the bed the next day, he still thought he was dreaming.

It wasn't until she felt the existence of the ring on her hand that she suddenly woke up.

"So, it's true." She couldn't help smiling.

Fingertips rubbed against the cool surface of the ring, feeling the arc of the cut, which gave Murong Qiao a sense of reality.

A faint smile subconsciously formed the corner of her mouth, but then withdrew it.

The brothers still don't know about her and Huo Yichen.

Murong Qiao sighed regretfully, always felt that the fire could not be covered with paper, and he still needed to find a chance to explain clearly.

just rings...

After staring at it for a while, she reluctantly found a necklace, put it on, and temporarily hung it on her chest to hide its existence.

Murong Qiao glanced at the time on the phone. Since he slept too late last night, he slept until eleven o'clock at noon.

She glanced at the messages on her phone, and when she reached the column about Zheng Yue, she paused with her fingertips.

【Jojo, I want him to pay the price. 】

Murong Qiao had a vague premonition in her heart that Zheng Yue would make an important move next.

...

Zheng Yue has been valued by Nankang recently, this is a fact recognized by everyone.

During the period of her return, it can be said that her business ability has risen sharply, and she has also taken over many large projects.

"You go to dinner with me tonight." Nankang was in a good mood, "If there is no accident, the bidding is stable."

Zheng Yue nodded obediently and said yes.

At this dinner, Nankang drank so much that he drank a lot of white wine in succession, and was completely drunk.

The secretary left to deal with the follow-up, and Zheng Yue took Nankang back to the company office.

"Bidding tomorrow..." He muttered with alcohol.

The dinner tonight was very pleasant, and tomorrow is the day when Nankang officially bids for the piece of land that Nankang wants.

He is sure of winning, he is sure of winning, and he must win it!

He put all his wealth on it.

Zheng Yue casually threw him on the sofa, seeing that he had fallen asleep, she couldn't help but smile, walked to the computer, and opened the bidding document.

The permanent delete command is executed neatly.

All of these are Nankang's painstaking efforts, and they are the key to his company's comeback.

A happy smile appeared on Zheng Yue's face, and she used this action to vent her long-standing hatred.

She just wanted to destroy all of Nankang's pride.

As for the paper...

...

In the middle of the night, Murong Qiao suddenly received a call from Zheng Yue.

"Qiao Qiao," Zheng Yue's voice sounded surprisingly calm, but also slightly drunk, "Can you come to me?"

Murong Qiao raised her eyebrows, judging from the voice that Zheng Yue's state seemed not quite right.

The intuition in her heart told her that Zheng Yue must have done some "good things".

"Okay." She agreed.

Ever since Zheng Yue said that Nankang would pay the price, Murong Qiao has been waiting.

Finally, the call came.

Then when Murong Qiao arrived at Zheng Yue's house, she saw a drunken Zheng Yue.

"Zheng Yue?" She called softly.

Murong Qiao knelt down to look at her, seeing Zheng Yue's pale face showing a drunken blush.

Zheng Yue smiled foolishly, obviously very drunk. "You're here."

Her unfocused eyes drifted all over the place, and finally landed on Murong Qiao, but she moved away within less than a second.

"He's finished." Zheng Yue smiled happily.

She drank a lot of wine at the dinner, and now that she has stamina, her mind is in a mess, and she says whatever comes to her mind.

Murong Qiao looked at Zheng Yue silently, watching her talking nonsense while drinking.

"I have paid so much, and he too, don't want to live a good life."

"My innocence, my children, my everything! It's all thanks to him!"

"Without the documents, let's see how he bids tomorrow, haha..."

Zheng Yue talked about the world, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, and her emotions turned abruptly.

Murong Qiao sat on the sofa and didn't say much, and Zheng Yue didn't feel cold.

Her gaze stayed on Zheng Yue's body all the time, scrutinizing her beautiful and thick makeup and her mature body. The manicured face was extremely beautiful, but also revealed an indescribable falsehood.

Gorgeous and depraved, she couldn't match the innocence she had when she first entered school.