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

Chapter 2 Miss Returns

Nan Song collected himself, turned on the computer, tapped his ten fingers on the keyboard quickly, directly hacked into the monitoring system, and erased all traces of his passing.

She left cleanly, just as she had come cleanly.

"Sir, madam is gone!"

Early the next morning, Yu Jinwen, who received the news, returned to the mansion from the hospital.

The moment he opened the room, he smelled a fresh and pleasant rose fragrance. This is the smell of Nan Song, and he has been used to it for three years.

He seldom set foot in the master bedroom, which was decorated by Nan Song himself, and the whole color is different from other rooms. The bright yellow sheets and bedding reveal a peaceful and warm atmosphere, and it is clean and tidy, which is her style.

It's just that he didn't stop, let alone appreciate it, but went straight to the bedside.

On the divorce agreement, the woman had already signed, and the 1000 million check that he signed with his own hand was left there intact.

An exquisite and transparent rose seal was placed on the head of the bed, with four large characters of "Yu Jinwen Yin" printed on the bottom. The white rose on the side was carved lifelike and with extraordinary skills. He couldn't help rubbing it. The jade was excellent Hetian white jade. It is clear and bright, and it feels cool in the palm of your hand. What is rare is that there are red lines seeping in from the bottom. Under the sun, it looks like a red rose blooming gracefully inside, which is both magical and beautiful.

She liked roses, he knew, there was one in the yard, but he never gave her a bouquet.

There was a card under the seal. He picked it up, opened it, and saw the beautiful characters on it: "Happy third anniversary. Ah Jin, goodbye."

Yu Jinwen looked at the two lines of words, his eyes twitched, and he looked at the calendar placed by the bedside. The tenth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar seemed to be the day they received their certificates, and three years had passed in a blink of an eye.

Holding the valuable Hetian jade in his hand, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: Where did she get the money from?

He doesn't give a lot of household expenses every month, but the money in it is rarely moved. The woman said that she has no worries about food and clothing at home, and there is nothing to spend money on, and there is no large expenditure in the account.

Listening to the assistant's report, Yu Jinwen's eyes were secretive, and he said in a deep voice: "Find out where she went. Pay attention to the latest movements. If the opponent really inserted her in, be sure to catch her back."

Lu Nansong, an orphan from the countryside with no father or mother, is this really the case? ***
Three days later, Nancheng.

The headquarters of Nanshi Group, located in the Guangmao Building in the CBD, is in turmoil today. The employees of the company rushed in, and the high-level executives rushed to the lobby on the first floor early to wait for the arrival of the new president.

Just the day before yesterday, the Nan's Group, whose stocks plummeted and was on the verge of bankruptcy, suddenly came back to life and was acquired by a mysterious big boss at a high price. While the employees kept their jobs, they fell into another panic.

"Who is the new president? Is it a man or a woman? What's his background? Haven't you heard any rumors?"

"Let's not talk about us, the management doesn't even know the identity of the new president. How else can we say that Shenlong has seen the beginning but not the end? I hope he is a handsome guy. Hurry up and come to a domineering president to save me!"

"Go ahead and make your spring and autumn dream, what if it's a female boss."

"Don't be ridiculous, how is that possible? You might as well hope that the eldest daughter of the Nan family comes back from the dead..."

"Come here! Stop talking!"

Everyone waited with bated breath, their gazes turned to the gate, a sense of nervousness welled up, they saw a black Rolls-Royce parked at the gate, the vice president stepped forward to open the gate, and got out of the car alone.

To be precise, it was a woman.

The ten-centimeter-high black high-heeled shoes fell to the ground first, and then a woman with neat short hair and a white suit got out of the car, slowly stood up straight, her exquisite makeup set off a beautiful face.

The company's senior executives, old employees who had worked for Nan Group for nearly ten years, looked at this familiar face and shouted in surprise, "Miss, Miss..."

Nan Song stood still at the gate of Nan's Group, his red lips raised slightly, "Hi, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)