"Mmm... you're a bad guy..." Xia Xiaonuan panted slightly, reaching out to grab Nangong Yaoling's ear.
"Stupid woman..." Nangong Yaoling frowned in pain as she pulled his ear, then bent down and hoisted her onto his shoulder.
Take care of Miss Zhong Li.
"Yes, Young Master..." The two bodyguards grabbed the flailing and shouting Nangong Zhongli, whose face had been scratched, and followed Nangong Yaoling out of the restaurant with bitter expressions.
...
Ferrari sports car.
The driver jogged over and respectfully opened the car door.
Nangong Yaoling bent down and placed Xia Xiaonuan inside the car, then got in himself.
Xia Xiaonuan wobbled unsteadily and, failing to sit down properly, "Bang—" hit her head on the car door.
"Mmm..."
She whimpered in pain, aggrieved.
Nangong Yaoling quickly pulled her up, reaching out to rub her forehead. "Silly woman, who told you to drink so much? Does it hurt?"
