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The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

Nan Xi lowered her head with a gloomy face. She seemed to hear An Mu smirking. She didn't know what An Mu was like.

She covered her heart, her breathing was a little short, and she bowed slightly, her little hand disrupted the dinner plate in front of her.

Nan Jin Fan watched her gradually turn pale, and her expression became abnormal. He said, "What's wrong with you, Nan Xi?"

Nan Xi slowly raised her head, her lips were bloodless, and she said weakly, "I??? I???? My chest hurts!"

With that, the original petite body became even thinner.

Tang Zhiyi took a step back and shoved Nan Jin Fan to remind: "Call a doctor soon!"

An Mu slowly put down his chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, and watched the changes in front of him irrelevantly.

The servants leaned forward one after another, a mess in front of them.

Nan Jin Fan looked at Nan Xi's already asleep face, and she looked very cute when she fell asleep.

The family doctor turned anxiously and said, "Ms. Nan can only rely on drugs to maintain this situation. Try not to have any major emotional fluctuations. This can only be done?"

Nan Jin Fan was stunned: "It can't be cured, there is no chance of recovery?"

The family doctor shook his head.

Nan Jin Fan stood up and spread his hands: "Well, how about going abroad? She is still so young. The medical level abroad is better than that in China. I can go abroad for treatment!"

The family doctor shook his head again: "Mr. Nan, there is really nothing I can do. The scientific research project I did with the professor is about cases in this area. The professor is a well-known expert at home and abroad, and he can do nothing!"

Nan Jin Fan closed his eyes slightly.

Tang Zhiyi heard the conversation inside at the door, knowing that Nan Jin Fan felt uncomfortable, she watched for a while but turned around and entered the bedroom.

On the other side, in the bedroom, Nan Yin grabbed An Mu and asked, "Son, did you know Nan Xi before?"

An Mu shrugged: "Yes!"

"What did Nan Xi do to make her afraid of you?" Nan Yin leaned forward.

An Mu played with the fruit in her hand, and bit down again: "It makes me feel a little funny. Nan Xi is not a simple girl. I even met her in a nightclub. She was given to me by a virgin when she was 13 years old. Since Jin Fange knows everything, she doesn't need to be afraid. Perhaps, it's just a coincidence that she got sick. Mom, don't think too much!"

Nan Yin raised her eyebrows, and her face immediately became joyful: "I bet Nan Jin Fan certainly didn't know that the matter between you and her, 13 years old, is not a simple little girl."

Nan Xi slowly regained consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, it was Nan Jin Fan's handsome face. He tentatively asked: "Is your body better?"

Nan Xi frowned and shook his head. The next second he threw himself into Nan Jin Fan's arms, crying so that his body twitched: "I'm so afraid I will die, brother, do you think I will die."

"Brother." The two words slammed Nan Jin Fan's heart violently. He looked at Nan Xi distressedly and comforted: "You won't die, Nan Xi, cheer up."

He straightened Nan Xi's body and said, "I found the most famous acting teacher. From now on, you can concentrate on learning acting without stress, okay?"

Nan Xi nodded.

Nan Jin Fan stroked her hair again before going out.

When Nan Jin Fan went to work, looking at the depressed scenery outside, the servants had replaced all the potted plants that bloom in spring and summer in the flower garden with autumn chrysanthemums.

Turning his head, looked at Tang Zhiyi by the window on the second floor, wearing pajamas, looking into the distance alone.

He lowered his eyes and raised his eyes and said, "Mother Wu, let’s go out with Tang Zhiyi today and buy some clothes for the autumn. "Speaking of pulling out a gold card from the wallet and handing it over:" She wants to buy something. What is it!"

Mother Wu nodded.

After Nan Jin Fan left, Ma Wu went upstairs.

Tang Zhiyi's life in the past few days has been either eating or sleeping or in a daze, and everyone has become a little depressed.

Mother Wu took out some clothes from the closet and put them on the bed and said, "My grandmother, you change your clothes, let's go out for a walk! You can't help it if you are so bored all day."

Tang Zhiyi sneered: "Where to go? Wandering around in the outer stadium? Like those poor poodles, there is no freedom."

Madam Wu sighed: "Let's go shopping. It's almost autumn. It's just the beginning of spring when you came. This time flies so fast. Let's get some clothes for the autumn."

"I'm not going, you buy it, I just wear it." Tang Zhiyi said lightly.

Mother Wu still didn't give up, and stepped forward: "Mother, don't embarrass yourself so much. Mother Wu looks distressed. Let's go for a walk and get some fresh air. You always stay alone like this. Suppressed."

Tang Zhiyi looked back at Wu Ma, the old man, with a faint tear in his eyes, knowing that she was really doing her own good, but she couldn't be stubborn, so Tang Zhiyi nodded.

Wu Ma, only then became happy, and immediately took the apron and asked Tang Zhiyi to change her clothes.

When Tang Zhiyi changed his clothes, the two went downstairs. Nan Xi was having fun with the poodles. When they saw the two getting in the car, she yelled that she would also follow.

Tang Zhiyi nodded and let her get in the car.

The car drove to the high-end brand area.

Nan Xi jumped out of the car and said back to Ma Wu and Tang Zhiyi; "Get off!"

The three of them walked inside, and Nan Xi was like a queen here at the moment, holding his chin high, and throwing one by one into the arms of a pretty female shopping guide.

The shopping guide followed behind with a smile.

Nan Xi turned around and snickered and said to Tang Zhiyi: "Well, I watched movies like this for rich people selling clothes."

Tang Zhiyi was a little lacking in interest, sitting in the lounge area watching Nan Xi sweep the spoils.

Nan Xi circled her clothes and skirts all over the shopping guide, and caught a glimpse of Tang Zhiyi sitting there stupidly.

"Tang? Sister-in-law, come here, you have to buy it today!" Nan Xi is beyond doubt.

Tang Zhiyi smiled, seeing Nan Xi and Wu Ma in high spirits and couldn't bear to disturb them, and walked over to those light and beautiful dresses; "Too exposed!"

"That's pretty!" Nan Xi picked up a cotton dress with a finger; "Just this!"

Tang Zhiyi was embarrassed when he held it on his body; "This is really...!"

"Oh! By the way," Nan Xi pulled the skirt in Tang Zhiyi's hand; "This seems to be a bit big, sister-in-law, what size is your upper circumference?"

Tang Zhiyi is very unaccustomed to discussing his privacy issues in such public places.

"32B!" The round, gentle male voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at it together.

A man smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were dark and deep, his straight nose, and his thin lips, and the bronzed skin smelled of mixed blood, and a few strands of hair scattered randomly on his forehead. He leaned on a side pillar with one hand in his pocket. The cigarette was held in the tip of the finger, and it slowly twisted.

Unlike those wealthy consortia who wore suits, a casual suit of casual clothes caught the eye.

Tang Zhiyi read from a book that men with thin lips are all sentimental and cold-blooded.

She lowered her head slightly.

These two people with completely different temperaments from Li Nuoyan, Li Nuoyan is indifferent and gentle, but he has a shocking aura, revealing a sense of danger.

At this moment, he looked at Tang Zhiyi with a smile, a mysterious but terrifying aura.

Nan Xi also dazzled, and Lala Tang Zhiyi couldn't help but admire; "Wow, Brother Jin Fan is so handsome!" Then she pointed at Tang Zhiyi again: "Sister-in-law, are you really 32B? Better than me. I'm still young, haha!"

Nan Xi laughed unceremoniously.

Tang Zhiyi laughed again.

Nan Xi had already ran over to report to Nan Jin Fan about his Mao's clothes for his reference.

Nan Jin Fan smiled and said that she looked good, and Nan Xi became more interested, so she said to try on clothes.

He happily took the clothes and ran into the fitting room.

When Nan Xi entered, Nan Jin Fan pinched out the cigarette in his hand, and the next shopping guide hurriedly brought an ashtray.He walked over slowly and looked at Tang Zhiyi: "Why don't you choose a few? I don't think there are many clothes for autumn in your closet."

Tang Zhiyi smiled far-fetched: "Thank you for being worried, anyway, I won't go out anyway, why do I need so many clothes?"

Nan Jin Fan was so confused that he didn't speak, and secretly selected dozens of clothes in the women's clothing section for shopping guides to pack.

At exactly this moment, the door of the fitting room pushed open and Nan Xi walked out slowly.

"Brother Jin Fan, do I look good in this body?" She stood in front of the dressing mirror, posing in what she thought was the most sultry pose, discharging without losing the opportunity.

"Well! It looks good!" Nan Jin Fan agreed casually.

Nan Xi noticed Nan Jin Fan's perfunctory, embarrassed on her face, facing Tang Zhiyi's innocent face a little disappointingly, and directed the shopping guide in a shrill voice; "Wrap things for me!"

Immediately, with a pleasing smile, he walked to Nan Jin Fan and took his arms.

"Then let's go!" In a sweet and coquettish tone.

Tang Zhiyi shuddered inexplicably.

On the way home, Nan Xi was most satisfied. Today, she scanned a large group of goods. Fortunately, Nan Jin Fan also came. Otherwise, the car at home would still be dissatisfied with her things. She thought for a while and said, "From now on, I When you buy something, you also bring a big truck like the one in the back, so you won’t be afraid that it won’t fit."

Several trucks quietly followed, trailing behind Maybach, Nan Jin Fan turned around and suddenly became alert.