The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi finally felt a hint of joy that was not obvious.

While taking over the little golden lock, a wisp of black air that was so faint that it was almost invisible lingered above.

Maybe it was because of his good mood, when Su Nanzhi took the golden lock, he accidentally touched Mrs. Zhao's fingers, and the wisp of black air retracted like a mouse touching a cat.

But it was useless, a wisp of spiritual energy that was too weak rushed over and strangled it instantly.

"Aunt Zhao's nails are so pretty." Su Nanzhi boasted.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her in surprise, she probably didn't expect that Su Nanzhi's introverted appearance just now would praise her.

"You still have eyesight."

"Zhi Zhi, let's stay at Grandpa's place for dinner tonight, and let Grandpa show his respect as a landlord." Old Master Zhao said.

When Su Nanzhi heard the words, she showed a rare shy smile, and then politely refused.

Mr. Zhao was a little regretful, but he didn't force it.

He asked the driver to take Su Nanzhi to Su's house.

Logically speaking, Su Nanzhi is the third girl in the Su family, so naturally she should go to the Su family.

It's just that Su Nanzhi yelled to stop the car halfway.

"Uncle, put me down from here, I'll go shopping."

The driver hesitated for a moment, "Miss Su, the old man asked me to take you to Su's house."

"It's okay, I have sent a message to my uncle, and he will send someone to pick me up later."

Although Su Nanzhi's attire is ordinary and a bit rustic, her cute face is 100% deceptive.

The uncle driver really believed that she had informed the Su family, thinking that he would never lose such a big man.

But he was still a little worried. When he put Su Nanzhi down, he also left her his contact information.

Su Nanzhi smiled: "Uncle, you are really a good person."

A good person lives a safe life.

The driver uncle only took this sentence as a courtesy, but he also smiled at Su Nanzhi.

Seeing the black car gradually disappearing from sight, Su Nanzhi put away the cute smile on her face and restored her decade-long world-weary face.

Commonly known as deadpan.

But there is a trace of half-dead mourning in the expressionless face, a bit like the salted fish that the contemporary people say, the kind that is too lazy to turn over.

Su Nanzhi was carrying a suitcase in her hand, which was the only property in her body, and it was now on the main road.

Although there is a big shopping mall in front, Su Nanzhi doesn't want to go in now.

Especially after seeing the blood that was about to overflow inside.

She was in a worse mood.

Su Nanzhi's suitcase is not big, but it has a magical structure and can be opened in every way.

This transformation also benefits from her occasional whim.

She found an inconspicuous place, there was a trash can not far away, and a nice car was parked next to it.

Regardless of the model, the car windows are fresh and bright, and they are an excellent mirror.

Su Nanzhi looked at the car window which was like a mirror for two seconds, and then began to pluck her hair.

Yes, pick your hair.

In two or three strokes, the girl with long hair and braids at her waist suddenly lost her shiny black hair and turned into neat short hair. The temperament of her whole person also changed. Some are androgynous.

This series of actions frightened the people in the car to their brows.

"..."

The good sister suddenly turned into a cool guy. Is it the loss of morality or the annihilation of humanity?