305: C305 Who the Hell Are You?

C305 Who the Hell Are You?

Jiang Nanxi was shocked when she heard Xuan call her mother. She never thought that the rich woman just now would be Xuan's mother.2

It seemed like her guess was right. This Xuan was not just a superstar, he must be a rich second generation.

Just now, that woman probably did not see her, so at this moment, Jiang Nanxi did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Her attention was all on Xuan's mother just now. She did not notice that at that time in the parking lot, there was a luxury car that she was familiar with parked there.

Yeh Beixiao got out of the car and led a middle-aged couple and a beautiful young girl into the Yunrou's restaurant.

Xuan happened to see it in the audition on the left, so he didn't even care about his mother. He stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

At this moment, Xuan secretly looked at Jiang Nanxi with a guilty conscience. Seeing that she was calm, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the phone with the other. "Mom, I'm sorry. I have an urgent matter. I will explain it to you when I come back, okay?"

Liu Minhua was almost angered to death by her own son. He actually dared to run away under her watch!

She growled at the phone, "Yeh Jingxuan, I don't care what happened to you. Now, immediately, immediately, come back here!"

Yeh Jingxuan looked forward and said perfunctorily to his mother, "Mom, my good mom. At night, I will come back to accompany you. Is that okay?"

"At night, the coriander will be cold! I told you yesterday that your Uncle Qiao will return to the country today. He came back with a few billion yuan and wanted to cooperate with the Yeh's. How can you be absent at this time? Quickly come back, or else Yeh Beixiao will take advantage of you!"

Yeh Jingxuan stole a glance at Jiang Nanxi again and saw that she was looking out the window and did not eavesdrop on his phone. Only then did he feel a little more at ease.

Of course he understood what his mother meant, but he was not interested in these kinds of things. He also did not want to have any conflicts with the matters of Yeh's. That was why he had run out of his home early in the morning to avoid this meal. He didn't expect that Yeh Beixiao would reserve the welcome dinner at the Yunrou's big restaurant. He bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

If he hadn't run away at that time, he really didn't dare to imagine what would have happened!

He hurriedly said to his mother, "Mom, don't say that. I really don't want to argue with big brother. These things were originally his responsibility. I'll just live my own life well! "

"Yeh Jingxuan, are you going to anger me to death? Do you know how embarrassing it would be for me if you didn't show up today? Do you know what it means for Yeh Beixiao to set the dinner in Yunrou? He is slapping my face, and you are backing me up. What's the use of having a son like you? Wuwuwu... "

Liu Minhua started to sob on the phone.

Yeh Jingxuan was most afraid that his mother would cry, so he could only compromise and say, "Alright, alright. I still have a friend in the car. After I send her away, I will go, alright?"

Liu Minhua was outside the car just now and only cared about her son. She really did not notice that there was someone in the car.

She asked, "What friend? Male or female?"

Yeh Jingxuan furrowed his brows. Were all mothers like this? When he heard about friends, he immediately asked the men and women.

No matter what kind he said, his mother would definitely get to the bottom of it.

Jiang Nanxi's identity was special, so he could not introduce her to his mother in detail. He just laughed and said, "Aiya, Mom, don't ask so much. I promised to go, okay? I'm driving. I'll hang up first! "

He didn't wait for his mother to say anything else and hung up.

He was a little embarrassed as he said to Jiang Nanxi, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect to meet my mother there either."

Jiang Nanxi turned around and looked at him. She suddenly felt that his face shape was somewhat similar to a man's. It was just that he was young and his features looked delicate and gentle. He was not as firm and cold as a man and his edges were distinct.

Her heart skipped a beat and she coldly asked, "Who exactly are you?"

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