The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 747 Superintendent, do you still accept people in your factory? 11
"The adoptive father will be back in a few days. I plan to leave tomorrow. Don't talk nonsense then." Wuxin said lazily.

"Leave tomorrow, so urgent?" Sang Yan frowned, "Why don't I go."

Inadvertently glanced at Sang Yan with disgust, "Only with your three-legged cat's skill?"

He probably died before reaching Lingshan.

Sang Yan "..." felt offended.

"Okay, you can, you go by yourself." Sang Yan expressed that he had been deeply hurt, and he didn't want to worry about the little heartless girl anymore.

However, this plan is destined to need to be postponed.

Because that night, Ni Huanchen came back.

"Mo Qianhu, Mo Qianhu."

Wuxin was packing his luggage when there was a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xin casually replied.

"Your Excellency is back, please go back to Ni Mansion." The people outside said respectfully.

During the day, Wuxin went to Ni Mansion, picked herbs at Sang Yan's place and returned to Dongchang.

"I know." After hearing the report from the people outside, Wuxin's eyes flashed with deep thought.

The outsiders left after reporting.

Wuxin stopped packing her things, reached out and touched her chin, didn't she say that she won't be back until three days later?
Why did you suddenly come back early?

Throw away the half-packed things and go out.

Unintentionally, she walked into Ni's mansion, and someone led her to the study.

"Sakura is here, let her in." A familiar voice came from inside.

But I haven't seen him for two months, Wuxin actually misses him a little bit.

Wuxin pushed open the door, and saw Ni Huanchen in a white robe sitting in front of the desk.

The cumbersome clothes of the past were taken off, and the hair was lazily loosened behind him. The demeanor of his body was much more restrained than a month ago, but the aura of alienation and indifference was even worse.

Wuxin's expression moved, he raised his hand, and cupped his hands at Ni Huanchen, "Father."

Ni Huanchen was holding a book in his hand, and he was reading it in his hand. He didn't pay attention to Wuxin, nor did he look up, and his eyes continued to focus on the book.

Seeing this unintentionally, he didn't move, and continued to salute.

One minute passed, and Ni Huanchen didn't make a sound. Two minutes passed, and Ni Huanchen still didn't make a sound.

Wuxin narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes were stained with a dark color.

"Is there something wrong with the adoptive father calling the child over so late?" Seeing that Ni Huanchen ignored her, Wu Xin straightened up and asked.

Ni Huanchen tightened the hand holding the book, and then gently put it on the table, "Singer Song."

As he spoke, he raised his head and took a careless glance.

Seeing the clothes on Wu Xin's body, she paused.

Wuxin raised her head, glanced at Ni Huanchen, and waited for him to continue.

"How long have you been in Ni Mansion?" Ni Huanchen asked suddenly.

"Nine years." Wu Xin replied truthfully, but there was a trace of suspicion in her heart.

"Nine years." Ni Huan murmured in a low voice, lowering his eyes slightly, "Nine years is not too short."

Wuxin didn't speak.

Ni Huanchen slowly got up from the chair, and then walked up to Wuxin step by step, "I'm going to be 16 soon."

Hearing the words unintentionally, the inexplicable feeling in my heart is even worse.

"In a few months, it will be time. It's time to discuss marriage." Ni Huanchen walked up to Wuxin, stretched out his hand, raised Wuxin's chin, and then met Wuxin's gaze.

Wu Xin's eyebrows twitched, she didn't know why he said this suddenly.

Facing Shang Wuxin's deep and clean eyes, Ni Huanchen was slightly taken aback, and tightened his hand on Wuxin's chin, "Sakura song?"

(End of this chapter)