The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 73 I'm Not Interested In Your Body

Zhan Qingyuan's expression suddenly restrained a lot, and even the faint murderous aura disappeared, "I didn't meet him, why did you go into the room with him?"

Nan Xi almost rolled her eyes, "Yu Yin has an invisible camera outside, can I beat someone up in front of her?"

The man's thin lips hooked up inexplicably, then fell down again, his black eyes were deep and deep, "You really didn't do anything else?"

"..."

Before Nan Xi answered, he said with a disgusted expression: "That's right, a married woman like you can usually get a lot of hooks on the street, and no one will care about it."

With that said, he opened the car door and got off her.

Nan Xi felt that she had been insulted, angry and funny, "Go to the street and find me someone like me, if you can find it, it will be considered a blessing from your previous life."

Zhan Qingyuan was leaning against the car door, with a cigarette in his mouth, his neckline was slightly open, and half of his collarbone was exposed. Different from the upright and elegant just now, he now showed his ruffian attitude, a little more evil and uninhibited, a little arrogant and attractive , "You are quite confident."

Nan Xi scolded "Monster" in her heart, looked away, straightened her clothes, and said in a crazy tone.

"I have always believed in myself, because those who doubt themselves will lose."

Only with absolute confidence in her own strength, no matter what she does, she will not lose.

At that moment, what Zhan Qingyuan saw on her face was not confidence, but arrogance.

A gleam of color flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and then he drowned.

Nanxi got up from the driver's seat, "Excuse me, is Mr. Zhan's interrogation over? If it's over, I'll leave first."

A wisp of white smoke escaped from Zhan Qingyuan's lips, "Stop."

Nan Xi stopped when she was about to jump, "What else do you want to do?"

It's okay to drive her crazy, but you still want to rely on her?

The man took two more puffs, then extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray in the car with his backhand.

The smell of tobacco came to his face, he was as domineering and authoritarian as he was, and he didn't make sense at all.

Nan Xi frowned. He put one hand on the car door, and when he turned his face, he almost rubbed against the tip of her nose.

"I want to go back to Dongjiang Yipin."

Dongjiang Yipin is the name of the rich community where they live.

"You want to go back, what does it matter to me?"

Zhan Qingyuan turned his head sideways, shortening the distance between the two of them.

"On the way."

Nan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and she resisted the feeling of being surrounded by his breath.

"I drive my own car, you drive yours, which way?"

Zhan Qingyuan paid attention to the narrowness in her eyes, and said solemnly: "During the dinner just now, I drank."

"..."

Nan Xi stared at him, but he didn't expect him to be really cheeky, and knocked on the steering wheel, "Drunk driving made a mistake, so you send me back."

Nan Xi laughed angrily, "The first heir of the dignified Zhan family, afraid of being arrested for drunk driving?"

Zhan Qingyuan was expressionless, "What's wrong with the Zhan family, as a citizen, we still have to abide by the law."

Nanxi: "..."

Damn it, he still answered her seriously, was his brain kicked by a donkey?

Just as she was thinking, the man stretched out his big palm towards her chest.

Nan Xi's eyes sharpened, and she subconsciously wanted to push him.

However, his hands went over his shoulders, fastening the safety belt on her.

Nan Xi was speechless again.

He curled his lips slightly, feeling a little hot between breaths, and when he uttered his words, there was a feeling of drunken laziness, "If you're so on guard, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Nan Xi smelled it carefully, and could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

"Think I have thoughts about you?"

"..."

He flicked his long curly eyelashes, with some color in his eyes, sarcastically said: "I'm not interested in your figure."

(End of this chapter)