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

Chapter 198 He is in the first grade of junior high school, and I am in the fifteenth grade

After finally putting the old man to sleep, Gu Heng couldn't help but complain to Nan Song when he left the hospital:
"Mr. Nan, you are the same. Why do you have to tell the old man about you and Mr. Yu? The old man's current physical condition cannot be frightened. What if he passes away?"

Nan Song said calmly: "Grandpa has never seen any big storms, never heard of the people who lived among thousands of flowers when he was young, and has never heard any bloody love stories. My trivial things are nothing, and they cannot scare him."

When Gu Heng thought about it carefully, it was true that after the old man heard that Nan Song was married and divorced, he was only briefly surprised for a moment, and then Hu asked with a stern face -

"That boy Yu Jinwen, what did he do to you that I'm sorry for? You boldly say that grandpa makes the decision for you!"

Alas, it's not that one family doesn't enter the same house, it's the Nan family's ancestral protection of shortcomings.

Nan Song protects the shortcomings, and Nan Sancai protects the calf.

In short, there are countless mistakes, and they must all be the fault of that boy Yu Jinwen. His precious granddaughter is such a well-behaved and virtuous girl, how could she be wrong?

"But..." Nan Lin said: "Since grandpa knows that sister, you and President Yu have such a relationship, will you cooperate with Mr. Yu again?"

Nan Song looked indifferent, "Then it depends on his ability. Since he can use his connections to get through the back door, I can also block this back door for him. If he is in the first grade of junior high school, I will be in the fifteenth grade. Don't blame anyone. .”

……

In the ward, it was pitch black.

As soon as Nan Song left, the old man who had been sleeping peacefully suddenly woke up. He borrowed his mobile phone from the nurse and slowly punched out a series of numbers written on yellowed paper.

The moment the call was connected, Nan Sancai cursed loudly, "Yu Xingyan, you old fool, what do you do for a living, that you can let your bastard grandson with dog eyes on his head bully my granddaughter!

Who is my granddaughter?Who do you think my granddaughter is?Of course it's Nan Song, you idiot!Alzheimer's disease?If you have dementia, go to the hospital quickly!
I don’t care, you have to give me an explanation for this matter, let Yu Jinwen’s bear thing give an explanation to my girl Song!
You are waiting for me. I will go to Beicheng in a few days. I will definitely settle this account with you! "

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

The nurse standing by was stunned with fear...

The old man was fine, why did he suddenly become so angry? ? ?
One phone call was not enough, Nan Sancai just kept silent and dialed another number slowly.

The old curator, who was old and had a short sleep, finally fell asleep, but the phone rang again, and he said angrily: "Who is it?"

"Who? Me! Your uncle!"

Director Wen heard the voice of his good brother, his anger subsided, and he answered lazily, "My uncle has been dead for five or six years. Did you borrow the phone from the Underworld from the Lord of Hell?"

"Grandma, don't make fun of me. I'm very angry right now!" Nan Sancai roared.

"I heard it."

Director Wen yawned, "Aren't you well taken care of by your precious granddaughters? What's wrong, the granddaughters find you annoying and don't want you anymore?"

"Get out! You're the one who's annoying! My granddaughter is more filial than you! A lonely old man like you without a granddaughter won't understand."

The two people started bickering as they talked.

Director Wen snorted coldly, "I don't have a granddaughter, but I do have an apprentice. None of the sons and apprentices you worked so hard to raise are filial. The only one who was filial was kicked out of the house by you."

The two old men were worried about each other.

Nan Sancai shouted sharply, "The one I want to scold is your bastard apprentice!"

"Huh? You said Jin Wen, what happened to him?"

Nan Sancai snorted heavily, "What else is going on? Let me tell you, I am a principled person, but once it comes to my granddaughter, I have no principles! Please tell your precious apprentice Pizi to tighten my grip on me." Come on, if you want me to participate in his project and help him earn money, you can, but the money earned from this project must be divided into half of my granddaughter’s hands. If my daughter-in-law doesn’t fight, I will fight for her!”

"You mean Xiao Song..."

When Director Wen heard Nan Song, he suddenly felt unreasonable and weak. He secretly cursed his stupid apprentice for doing such an immoral thing in his life, and in the end, he, the master, had to be scolded too.

"Okay, isn't it just money? I told Ah Jin. Let him give more to Xiao Song and treat it as alimony." He said in a good voice, but Nan Sancai exploded when he heard it.

"Screw your alimony. I can support my granddaughter, so why do you need your apprentice to support her? What I want him to pay is mental damages!"

Director Wen felt like his ears were going deaf and his head was buzzing, "Okay, okay, don't shout, don't you know you just slipped away from the gate of hell? Mental damage fee, okay, I'll let him pay!"

They argued for a long time before hanging up the phone.

After scolding the two unreliable old foxes, Nan Sancai felt that the evil fire held in his chest had finally dissipated. He returned the phone to the nurse and told him with a smile -

"Don't tell Xiao Song."

When she received the call from the nurse, Nan Song was on her way to the airport for the evening flight to Baicheng.

After listening to the nurse's report, Nan Song said "I understand."

As soon as she put away the phone, she felt warm in her heart, and the corners of her lips could not help but curl up, "This old man..."

At the same time, Yu Jinwen also received phone calls from Mr. Yu and Director Wen, and received two scoldings seamlessly.

Fu Yu listened and gloated.

After he hung up the phone, Fu Yu said with a very crooked smile: "Are you scolded again? Have you noticed that since you and Nan Song divorced, this face has become inexplicably disgusting. He was not welcomed by anyone, and he was scolded every day. People from the Nan family also scolded him, and people from the Yu family also scolded him. Tsk, tsk, tsk, how can he be so miserable? Nansong Wangfu is true. After the divorce It’s true that you’ve obviously gone downhill.”

"Can you shut up?" Yu Jinwen said coldly: "I think you are quite annoying too."

Fu Yu didn't care what he thought and smiled mischievously, "It doesn't matter if you hate me, as long as Nan Song likes me."

Yu Jinwen was too lazy to pay attention to him, so He Zhao came and knocked on the door, "Mr. Yu, the car is ready. You and I can set off."

Fu Yu carried a black bag and walked out, leaning on Yu Jinwen like a boneless body, waiting for the elevator, becoming melancholy by the second.

"I really don't know what it will be like when I go to Baicheng and see Lao Shen. I heard that he was seriously injured and is also a high-level paraplegic. It's similar to your situation back then. I don't know if he can recover well?"

As he said this, he lamented again like he was singing, "Oh, my dear comrade, you have suffered!"

Yu Jinwen said in a deep voice: "It depends on human effort."

Fu Yu gave a rare serious nod, entered the elevator, and said cheerfully: "Oh, by the way, I found out that the doctor who performed the surgery on Lao Shen this time is the same doctor who performed the surgery on you back then."

Yu Jinwen's eyes flashed and he said a faint "hmm".

"Then there must be no problem! You were so seriously injured back then, and after being rejuvenated by Dr. Grace's wonderful hands, aren't you now alive and kicking? There must be no problem for Lao Shen!"

Fu Yu suddenly became confident and full of curiosity, "I don't know what Dr. Grace looks like. It is said that she is a very young and beautiful female doctor. I look forward to it~"

"..."

Yu Jinwen's expression was gloomy and he glanced sideways at him, "Remember to put on your glasses so you don't see clearly."

"Do not worry."

Fu Yu raised his peach blossom eyes, "My vision is 5.2, I can definitely see clearly!"

"Well, Good-luck."

Yu Jinwen returned his sincere blessings to him.

"..."

Fu Yu raised his right eyelid, and for some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

(End of this chapter)