Nan Lin hugged Nan Song from behind, leaned against her, and nodded with deep understanding.

If you have a sister to pamper you, what else do you need from a man?

Gu Heng: "..."

He fully felt the difficulty of trying to please his wife in the future.

Today is Nan Song's birthday, and her brothers will all come to Nancheng. She also mercifully gave herself a day off, but she still had to do the work that needed to be done, so she asked Gu Heng to bring all the urgent documents to the rose garden.

Nan Song wanted to wear the crested hairpin given by Nan Lin, but it didn't suit her rose-red hair, so she called a stylist to come to her home to give her a make-up and style.

She is doing styling work here without affecting her work.

Nan Lin was sitting on the carpet in the room drawing design drawings, watching her sister holding phone calls and video conferences in four languages. The different languages ​​were seamlessly connected and used freely, which impressed her so much that she held her chin and watched with a look of fascination.

Written by Song of the South.

Gu Heng caught a glimpse of Nan Lin's eyes, walked over and snapped his fingers in front of her, "What's that look in your eyes?"

This look was too wrong, and he felt a strong crisis.

"Senior brother, my sister can actually speak four languages."

Nan Lin is sincerely envious. Her weakest subject is language. She also admires everyone who can communicate with others fluently in foreign languages. They are so handsome and so foreign!

Gu Heng said: "In addition to the four countries, there should be eight foreign languages ​​​​that I heard spoken by the Nanhui Association. They are all the kind that can be communicated with people skillfully. Plus some local dialects, there should be no less than ten. It is simply

An ordinary language genius."

Nan Lin was already on the verge of falling to the ground just listening to this, and exclaimed from her soul: "What is there that my sister can't do?"

"Of course." Gu Heng really couldn't see Nan Lin's admiration, and felt very sad. He couldn't help but want to expose Nan Song's information and break Nan Lin's filter of her sister.

Nan Lin turned her head to look at him curiously, "What?"

Gu Heng glanced at Nan Song secretly, and whispered to Nan Lin: "Your sister can't sing, she's tone-deaf, and she can't dance either. It's said that she's a loser in both singing and dancing."

Nan Lin's eyes widened in disbelief, "Is it true?"

"If you don't believe it, just wait and see tonight. At the birthday party, those five brothers will not let her go. They will definitely cue her to perform."

Gu Heng smiled maliciously, that smile was mean.

Nan Lin looked at Gu Heng deeply, "Senior brother, do you know who you look like now?"

Gu Heng: "Huh?"

"She looks very much like Li Lianying next to Empress Dowager Cixi." Nan Lin told the truth.

"..." Gu Heng stopped laughing. She actually said he looked like a eunuch?!

It’s over, my husband is exhausted.

Nan Song had just finished a conference call when Butler Zhao knocked on the door and announced: "Miss, Mr. Fu is here."

"What is he here for?" Nan Song frowned.

Since the last time Fu Yu came to her office and had a seizure, Nan Song had ignored him and ignored him for more than a week. Today, he had the nerve to come and walk around without fear of not being able to eat.

The sound of a whistle came from downstairs, accompanied by a clear shout, "Songsong! Dear Songsong~Sister Nan! Sister Song! Songsong baby~"

Shouting and shouting, he even started singing.

It's really annoying!
Chapter completed!