After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy Chapter 40: After All, You Don't Have a Sweet Sister

Chapter 40: After All, You Don't Have a Sweet Sister

It was not like her family had brought her to the amus.e.m.e.nt park in the past. When her mother was still around, they had gone there. However, after her mother pa.s.sed away, it was always their "family" who went. They did not even bring her along. As a result, she had never gone to an amus.e.m.e.nt park after growing up.

Seeing his sister's expression, Murong Chen was furious. He wished he could go and beat up those people from the Nan family now. How exactly did they treat his little princess!

"Little Sister, be good. I'll accompany you to whatever ride you want to play."

Murong Chen reached out and stroked Nan Qiao's head, wishing he could give all his gentleness to her.

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When she went to bed at night, Nan Qiao saw another bottle of milk at her door. Her door was not locked, but Murong Chen still did not open the door and enter. He only placed the milk at the door.

As long as Nan Qiao wanted to drink it, she could reach for it as soon as she stepped out of her room.

The milk Nan Qiao was holding had already become room temperature.

Although it was not as comfortable as drinking it cold, Nan Qiao still drank it.

She knew that Murong Chen's job was not as simple as he said. If he wanted to go out with her, he would definitely have to deal with a lot of work in advance.

Seeing that there was still light in the half-open study, Nan Qiao did not go to deliver milk to Murong Chen today. Instead, she placed the milk at Murong Chen's door.

Murong Chen was in a video conference. He looked at the time and saw that it was already time for his sister to sleep, but today, his sister did not make any movement at all. Was she not planning to come to the study to see him?

To think that he had deliberately left the door open. If his sister did not come to deliver milk today, the anti-allergy medicine he had prepared would be useless.

As expected, her sister was just acting on a whim that day?

Murong Chen's heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the valley, and his entire body wilted.

"This is the end of today's meeting." With that, Murong Chen closed the laptop with a dark expression.

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other. They did not know how they had offended the President.

Murong Chen pa.s.sed by Nan Qiao's door and raised his hand to take a look, but just as his hand was about to touch the door, he retracted it.

His sister had just acknowledged him and was not familiar with him yet, so she naturally would not care about so many things.

It was fine. His sister was just not concerned about trifles.

It was already so late and his sister was going to rest so he did not want to enter his sister's room without permission just because he missed her.

Murong Chen seemed to have said it to persuade himself.

A few minutes later, he left Nan Qiao's room and returned to his own room.

When he saw the bottle of milk at the door, he was first stunned for a moment. Then, he picked up the milk and felt that it had been there for a long time. The water droplets on it had dried and it had long turned into warm milk.

The corners of Murong Chen's mouth slowly curled up, and in the end, he grinned.

The handsome man held a transparent milk bottle in his hand while smiling foolishly at the door.

It seemed that he was thinking too much.

As expected, his sister was such a sweetheart.

With a younger sister to dote on, his life had become sweeter.

After that, Murong Chen returned to the study to deal with a lot of doc.u.ments. He even contacted his a.s.sistant and asked him to report his recent work to him.

At two in the morning, w.a.n.g Tao yawned as he sent the doc.u.ments over.

"President, what's wrong? Why do you have to deal with so many doc.u.ments at once? Why don't you rest and do it tomorrow?"

"No need. You won't understand the excitement." On the other end of the phone, Murong Chen couldn't help but tease him.

w.a.n.g Tao: ???

Excitement?

The President had never been excited before. What could make the usually calm President so excited?

He guessed that it must be because of the Eldest Miss!

He just did not know what the Eldest Miss had done to make the President so excited.

"President, why don't you tell me about it?" w.a.n.g Tao could tell that the President wanted to share and show off. He was also very gossipy and wanted to know if he could find a way to appease the President in the future.

"There are some emotions that you won't understand. After all, you don't have a sweet sister," Murong Chen said in a steady and slightly excited tone.

w.a.n.g Tao: "…"

What the f*ck?

He had plenty of sisters. He was not like Murong Chen who only had one sister.

But a sweet sister…

w.a.n.g Tao thought of Nan Qiao, who smiled with curved eyes.

Alright, he really didn't have one.

Indeed, he could not experience such a feeling.

After all, his sister only knew how to order him around like a servant.

o (╥_╥)o

The next day, after eating breakfast, Nan Qiao sneaked into the kitchen when Murong Chen was not paying attention. "Uncle Chef, can you help me pack a portion of breakfast?"

"Of course, but why would the Eldest Miss want an extra portion of breakfast?" The chef agreed immediately and asked Nan Qiao with a smile.

Nan Qiao sighed in her heart. It seemed that she could only lie. "It's all because Uncle Chef's food is too delicious. My cla.s.smate doesn't believe it, so I plan to bring it to her to try."

"Alright, I'll prepare it for you." The chef was an old servant of the Murong Family. When he first saw Nan Qiao, he was just happy and respectful. Now, he doted on her even more.

"Then you'd have to prepare more. I might have to distribute it to the others when the time comes." Nan Qiao stuck half of her body into the kitchen and leaned against the door.

"Okay."

Nan Qiao looked at Murong Chen warily. She could not be discovered by Murong Chen.

After packing the breakfast, Nan Qiao held it in her arms like a treasure. "Uncle, please pack a portion for me every morning in the future. I'll come and get it secretly."

With that, Nan Qiao quickly ran upstairs.

Although Murong Chen was still as quiet as usual, Nan Qiao could feel that her brother seemed to be in a good mood. There was always a smile on his face, and even his eyes were not so cold now.

She arrived at school very early. Because Nan Qiao was concerned that Murong Chen still had to go to work, she deliberately said that she would go to school half an hour early.

When she arrived at the cla.s.s, there were not many people. Nan Qiao hurriedly entered Huo Yichen's cla.s.s and found Huo Yichen's seat.

Opening his book, the words "Huo Yichen" were written so beautifully that they could be described as flamboyant.

After confirming that this was his seat, Nan Qiao secretly stuffed the breakfast she had prepared into Huo Yichen's drawer.

After doing this, Nan Qiao hurriedly rushed back to her cla.s.sroom. As soon as she entered, she was caught by An Nuo.

An Nuo patted Nan Qiao's shoulder. Nan Qiao's reaction was huge.

"Did you just steal something?"

Nan Qiao patted her chest, feeling a lingering fear.

That's right.

Wasn't this more guilty than being a thief?

The first step to becoming good friends was to bring him breakfast!

It was written in the original text that Huo Yichen still had to take care of his mother every morning. He had to wait for Mother Huo to finish her breakfast before eating. Because he was frugal, he did not buy much. Hence, Huo Yichen probably did not eat his fill every day.

When Huo Yichen reached his seat, he smelled a fragrance. When he reached out to take the book, he actually touched a hard box.

There was a label stuck to it.

"Friend, this is a token of my appreciation. You have to finish it!"

Although he did not recognize the handwriting, this tone was undoubtedly Nan Qiao's.

The characters were small and she had deliberately drawn some small flowers. They looked exquisite and cute, showcasing a kind of romance that only belonged to her.