Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 372 Miss Sick VS Dude ([-])

The law stipulates that for any marriage, the man must go to the woman's house three days later.

No matter how awkward Chu Jin was, she could only bite the bullet because of this rule.

The wheels of the carriage rattled, getting closer and closer to Nanfu.

Inside the car, Chu Jin was sitting on pins and needles, with apprehension written all over her eyes.

The fact that he went to the drunken red building caused a lot of trouble in the city, and Nan Fu could understand the whole story with just a little inquiring.

Going to Nanfu at this time is probably more or less auspicious, but he has no choice but to go.

Now that things are going on, Chu Jin suddenly regrets why she did such a stupid thing for those cronies.

Seeing his pale face, Nan Wan guessed what he was thinking, immediately amused, and comforted softly: "It's okay, my parents won't make things difficult for you."

"Who's afraid?"

Chu Jin said stubbornly.

How could he be afraid?he just...

He didn't know what to think, his head drooped, and his expression was quite aggrieved.

Nan Wan couldn't help but reached out and touched it.

The plush feel is not bad.

"you……"

Chu Jin blushed, staring at her fiercely with a pair of wet deer eyes.

"You... don't... obey women's ways."

"Doesn't obey women's morals?"

Nan Wan wanted to tease him, so she suddenly leaned forward, spraying warm breath on Chu Jin's cheeks: "Is that so?"

"you……"

Chu Jin's face turned even redder, and he hesitated and couldn't tell why.

Although he hangs out in brothels and taverns on weekdays, he has always kept a respectful distance from beauties, and he has always listened to ditties.

The outside world rumored that he was a prodigal, but in fact he was extremely innocent.

Nan Wan put it away when she was done, and slowly returned to her original position to sit.

Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

He refused to admit that he, who had been in brothels all year round, was actually molested by a woman, who was still his nominal wife.

"Miss, uncle, here we are."

Sutang warmly reminded.

Before Sutang finished speaking, Chu Jin lifted the curtain and hurried out, as if there was a wolf chasing after her.

"Miss?"

Su Tang couldn't hide her surprise.

Before coming here, Chu Jin clearly resisted Nan Fu very much, why does she seem a little impatient now?
"He has a thin skin."

Nan Wan smiled lightly.

Su Tang was confused.

What thin-skinned?

When Chu Jin saw the stone beast at the gate of Nanfu, she immediately regretted it.

His feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he couldn't move for half a step, but he didn't want to go back and be with Nan Wan.

"Squeak."

Before Chu Jin could continue to struggle, the door opened.

"Miss? Uncle?"

Knowing that Nan Wan would come back today, Nan's mother sent someone to wait at the door early.

Seeing that there were two people, the man immediately ran in to report.

Chu Jin couldn't stop Dulan, she could only shout from near to far.

"Master, Madam, Miss is back."

Not long after, Father Nan came over with a large group of people.

Chu Jin followed Nan Wan numbly, accepting everyone's scrutiny.

Most of these people's gazes were kind, not contemptuous.

Chu Jin calmed down.

"My son-in-law."

Father Nan patted Chu Jin's shoulder vigorously with his big hand: "Wan Wan didn't cause you any trouble, did it?"

"No."

"That's good."

Father Nan looked relieved, and he was full of praise for Chu Jin in words.

This attitude made Chu Jin feel more uneasy.

"Father-in-law, I..."

Chu Jin hesitated.

Anyway, it was a knife anyway, but he still made it clear about the drunken red building.

"You want to ask about the drunken red building, what do I think?"

Father Nan seemed to see what Chu Jin was thinking, and said calmly, "You two live your life, and I won't interfere."

His daughter's vision for choosing candidates is not bad.

He didn't believe that Chu Jin was that kind of person.

"Ah."

Chu Jin responded lightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

(End of this chapter)