After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 143 The master is a little girl

The serious "I don't know" sentence made Quan Yeqian stunned.

His face suddenly darkened, "What's going on? That boy Yu Jinwen bullied you again? Tell me, I'll let someone put a sack on him and beat him again!"

"No need. Don't bother him."

Nan Song looked calm, "Now I just hope that he can fade out of my life and stay as far away from me as possible."

Quan Yeqian looked at his sister deeply and felt that she didn't seem to be speaking angrily.

"What happened? Don't you still love him?"

Nan Song stopped chopping vegetables and raised his eyes to look at Quan Yeqian, "Second brother, I have grown up and am no longer the affectionate and well-fed little girl before."

She smiled faintly again, "Now I love myself more than I love him."

It's really hard to love someone for a lifetime.

This period of busyness allowed Nan Song to regain her confidence and give her a new understanding of herself——

She may be more suitable for career than romance.

This is the area she is familiar with and good at.

Just like what the "mingmen" designed by Ada expresses: "If no one loves me as a princess, then I will become my own queen."

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Early the next morning, before going to the company, Yu Jinwen first went to the Jingwen Museum.

Jingwen Museum is a private museum owned by the Yu family. It is semi-open. Director Wen and Mr. Yu are old acquaintances. They used to work in the Cultural Relics Bureau. After retirement, they came over to help their old friend manage the museum affairs.

He had watched Yu Jinwen grow up since he was a child. Although the two of them were not master and apprentice, they were actually master and apprentice, and their relationship could be considered close.

Director Wen looked at a rose chair fondly, his eyes shining brightly behind his reading glasses, "It's really nice, a huanghuali openwork rose chair with chi-patterns. Boy, is this obvious?"

Yu Jinwen said "hmm".

"Are you really using it to honor me?" Director Wen was surprised and a little disbelieving.

Yu Jinwen said "hmm" again.

The old curator sat on it, closed his eyes and felt it, shook his head and said in a colorful way: "If you have nothing to do to be courteous, you are either raping or stealing~ If you need help from the old man, just tell me."

After Yu Jinwen finished the ceremony, he directly stated his intention, "I want to inquire with you, Master Yuxin."

"Master Yuxin...I heard about it. She has been the news recently when I turn on the TV. She is out of trouble again, isn't she?"

Director Wen is very well-informed here.

When He Zhao heard this, he just felt that there was something funny and asked excitedly: "Do you know her?"

"I do not recognize."

Director Wen first shook his head, then frowned, "But who told you that Master Yuxin is an old man?"

This time it was Yu Jinwen's turn to frown.

He Zhao opened his eyes and asked, "Master, isn't he an old man?"

"A master is a master, which refers to her attainments in a certain field. It has to do with technology and has nothing to do with age."

The rose chair is good, but the backrest is not high. When people sit on it, the part where the head rests is stuck on the back. After sitting for a long time, the spine becomes uncomfortable. Director Wen felt that he had enough and stood up.Yu Jinwen raised his hand to help him, and the three of them walked towards the living room.

"Old curator, how much do you know about Master Yuxin?"

He Zhao was making tea on the side and asked carefully, "You just said that she is not an old man. Is it possible that she is still a little girl?"

Curator Wen squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Let me think about it, when I just met her, she was not even ten years old, wasn't she a little girl? Now... fifteen, sixteen, seventeen …”

He did a little calculation with his fingers and exclaimed: "Well, it's been 17 years. She should be less than thirty this year. Compared with me, of course she is still a little girl."

Director Wen said it lightly, but to Yu Jinwen and He Zhao it sounded like a fantasy.

The famous Master Yuxin is not yet 30 years old this year!

how can that be? ? ?

In the CEO's office, Bai Luyu asked Nan Song as soon as he entered the door, "How are you going to celebrate your 25th birthday?"

Nan Song was immersed in the documents and said without raising his head: "But."

"How about that?"

Bai Luyu walked over and half-leaned on her desk, "You have to eat, and you have to celebrate your birthday. After all, after this birthday, you really start to have fun!"

...What a sad topic.

That's why she didn't want to celebrate her birthday.

Girls, who doesn’t want to stay young forever and live forever?
Nan Song raised his head and glared coldly at his younger brother, "What's wrong with Ben San? Even if I'm seventy or eighty years old, I'm still younger and prettier than you."

"It's true that you are younger than us. Who told you to roll out of your mother's belly last? As for whether you look good..."

Bai Qi paused deliberately. Under Nan Song's gaze, he reluctantly admitted, raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "Okay, you are the prettiest. Even the gods are not as beautiful as you."

Nan Song slapped his hand away with a look of disgust and warned him: "You must not organize any birthday party for me, I won't go."

"If I don't give you a birthday party, how can we eat cake?"

Bai Luyu answered matter-of-factly, crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I have already said hello to my brothers, and they are all coming to Nancheng to celebrate this birthday with you. But the eldest brother may not be able to come, he will have to be busy for a while."

Nan Song naturally hopes that his brothers can come. Since their mother's death, their brothers and sisters have been living in different places, busy with their own affairs, and they have not yet been fully reunited.

She pinched her eyebrows and said feebly: "If you must have an opportunity, then let's live it."

"That's right, what are you afraid of? You are only 25 years old, and there are still five years left before you turn 30."

Bai Qi's words did not bring any comfort to Nan Song. She smiled at him, but a line of lyrics silently floated in her heart: You will never understand my sadness, just like day and night. black……

Nan Song's birthday is still more than a week away, so there's no need to be too anxious. There's one more important thing right now.

"Your reputation as Master Yuxin is getting louder and louder. Many people are checking you out this time you come back. Even our Bai family has many people asking me to buy your works."

Bai Luyu changed his joking tone and said seriously: "In today's Internet age, information is available in all directions. If someone is following the investigation, they may not be able to find you. What are you planning?"

Nan Song muttered: "I have no other purpose in doing this. Apart from building momentum for Nan's jewelry, the main reason is to force Grandpa to come out."

"Senior Nan Weng, there's no news yet?"

Nan Song shook his head, "The media made such a big fuss, grandpa should have seen it. This is a signal we have agreed that the day Yuxin comes out of the mountain is when he returns home. I think it will be soon."

(End of this chapter)