Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife Chapter 1342: News Explosion (8)

Gu Nuan and Xiao Yebai were both lost in thought.

After accompanying his wife to dinner, Xiao Yebai announced, "Later, everyone will go horseback riding."

The second little monkey raised his head, "Daddy, are we still riding?"

"Of course!" Da Bai said.

"But Mommy doesn’t like it, I lied—" The second little monkey confessed his mistake with deep remorse.

"It’s okay." Gu Nuan quickly told her son, "Mommy wants to go horseback riding."

"Really?" Both little monkeys asked together, then shook their heads together, "Mommy doesn’t have to worry about us."

"Really, I want to go horseback riding myself." Gu Nuan said earnestly, "I want to experience it; your dad said riding is an enjoyable thing, not sothing that looks dangerous. Trust your dad, okay?"

The two little monkeys imdiately exchanged a look: Huh, things changed? What happened?

Zang Xiaolian remained at the RV to watch over the belongings. Xiao Yebai and his family of four found another farmhouse. This ti, the farm had horses, big ones and small ones, and a very well-trained mare, suitable for won.

Because they spent the whole afternoon with the horses, the schedule was delayed again, and they would only arrive in New York tomorrow night.

Nala led the team, took the plane, and arrived in New York early to pave the way for Xiaobai and Xiaobai Junior’s group. Not long after, Gu Nuan received her reply email, choosing one of the designers. But Nala stared at the email sowhat dazedly.

According to an unfavorable news she heard from a colleague, she wasn’t sure if Gu Nuan knew.

To verify this news, Nala dialed the number she hadn’t contacted for days.

After a mont, an old voice ca over the phone: "Who are you?"

"Hello, I’m Miss Zhao’s friend, I’d like to speak to Miss Zhao."

"You sound like a foreigner. What do you want with my granddaughter?"

It turned out to be Zhao ngjin’s grandmother. Nala quickly reintroduced herself to the elderly woman and then asked, "Is Miss Zhao there?"

"She isn’t; she’s busy. I’ll have her call you back when she returns."

"Is Miss Zhao busy with sothing?" Nala was surprised that Zhao ngjin was doing sothing without her phone.

The elderly woman’s displeased tone ca over, "I don’t know who you are, but I’d like to say, does my granddaughter have to report every single thing she does to you?"

Nala quickly apologized, "No, madam, I didn’t an that, I’m Miss Zhao’s agent, so—"

"You’re her agent? The violinist?"

"Yes."

"Didn’t she take leave? She won’t be playing the violin for now. Don’t call again." With that, the elderly woman hurriedly hung up the phone.

This, of course, deepened Nala’s suspicions. Just then, soone from her team rushed into her office with a newspaper, saying, "Sothing’s wrong, it’s blown up."

Nala jumped up, grabbed the newspaper, and skimd the eye-catching headline, which read: Talented musician encounters tragic accident, will music fate be cut short?

The phone on the desk started ringing incessantly.

Nala sank back into the chair, weakly waving her hand, "Don’t answer any calls yet."

Gu Nuan inadvertently discovered the breaking news while browsing dostic and international news at night before going to sleep. She was montarily stunned as she looked at it.

Turning back, she saw the little monkeys sleeping on the bed behind her, with two identical little faces clearly unaware of anything. The second little monkey mumbled in his sleep: I can’t eat horse at.