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

Chapter 225
"look!"

Yu Zeyu proudly showed the phone page in front of Yu Jinwen, "Brother, you have to learn to speak like this, so Sister Nan will think it's me, otherwise the secret will be exposed."

Yu Jinwen was leaning against his desk, holding a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw the sentence "Send to you", his eyelashes couldn't help but tremble.

Nan Song was very generous to this brat.

Yu Zeyu quickly replied with an emoticon of "Yeah", and then pointed at the message he sent to teach Old Antique's uninteresting elder brother——

"Look, the first sentence you said was too stiff, but if you add an 'oh' and a tilde at the end, wouldn't it make it more lively and cute?"

Yu Jinwen glanced at it and thought: Childish.

But still nodded, "Yeah."

I made a mental note to add more modal particles in the future, preferably with a tilde.

"Also, being courteous for nothing is either cheating or stealing. Brother, think about it carefully. When do I usually take the initiative to send you messages?" Yu Zeyu was good at tempting.

Yu Jinwen said expressionlessly: "When I have no money. When I get into trouble. And when I need a beating."

"..."

Yu Zeyu had a dark look on his face and muttered: "Although this is true, you say it as if I am useless... No matter what, this is usually the time when I look for Sister Nan anyway. So you suddenly and inexplicably sent her a message It is too easy to expose oneself by saying something like the weather forecast or expressing some concern in a blunt way. But like this, if you add a few small requests and conditions at the end, Sister Nan will know that it must be me, and she will not doubt it. you."

He patted Yu Jinwen's arm with a sense of experience, "Brother, to be honest, Sister Nan is much more generous than you. I wish she were my biological sister!"

Yu Jinwen glanced at him coolly, "Do you have this fate?"

I consider you my brother, but you actually want to be my brother-in-law.

You are beautiful.

Yu Zeyu scratched his head, "My life is pretty good, right..."

Yu Jinwen was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and kicked him away, "Get out of here."

Yu Zeyu murmured in a low voice, "If you use people to face forward, don't use people to face behind, if you cross the river, you will demolish the bridge..."

It wasn't until Yu Jinwen threw a new type of Apple mobile phone into his hand that he shut up, grinned a big smile, and walked away neatly, "I wish brother to get Sister Nan back soon, goodbye!"

When He Zhao knocked on the door and entered the office holding a pile of documents, he saw Yu Jinwen holding his mobile phone in a daze, his face thoughtful and his brows slightly frowned.

That serious expression seemed to be discussing a big business worth tens of billions.

No, even if it's a big deal worth tens of billions, Yu Jinwen's face won't look so happy after the discussion.

He usually has few expressions and few emotions on his face. His emotions will only fluctuate when it comes to things involving his family or Nan Song.

"Mr. Yu." He Zhao stepped forward to report, "The batch of jade fragments has been transported to the museum. When do you think we will invite the jade carving masters to officially launch the 'Don't lose, don't forget' project?"

Yu Jinwen finally raised his eyes from the phone screen, turned off the phone, and returned to his lukewarm, rigorous and restrained look.

"Senior Nan Weng, have you sent the contract?"

"Yes. It has been sent. According to Nan Weng's requirements, after the completion of this project, half of all proceeds must be given to Mr. Nan...half of the project proceeds, is it too much?"

He Zhao felt that each member of the Nan family was more ruthless than the other, like a lion talking loudly.

In the past, he always felt that his boss, Mr. Yu, was already domineering enough, but when it came to the grandson of the Nan family, he was nothing short of a witch.

Yu Jinwen's eyes were calm and he said calmly: "Not much. Those broken jade fragments cannot be restored without the hands of senior Nan Weng. As for the profits, they can be withdrawn from my personal account when the time comes."

He Zhao had already expected such a result. After all, public is public and private is private, so he immediately said "yes". ——

In Nancheng, the sky was originally clear and clear, but suddenly it started to rain.

A burst of lightning and thunder.

Nan Song and others were still resting in the coffee shop, discussing matters related to the racecourse, when the lights in the room suddenly flashed a few times, and then went out.

The manager of the racecourse hurried out of the rain, rubbed his hands and reported to Nan Song and Fu Yu. He said that he was repairing the circuit today and he didn't dare to do it because of the thunderstorm. He might have to wait until the rain stopped before he could connect to the electricity.

Nan Song did not get angry, but asked the racecourse manager to ensure the safety of the staff.

Fu Yu added with a smile beside him, "Safety comes first when doing things."

As soon as he finished saying this, he saw a thin and petite figure sliding up the ladder, raising his feet to reach the bird's nest at the top of the bookcase. The ladder was shaking and could fall down almost every minute.

His expression changed, and he stepped forward to hold the ladder in three steps at a time. Then he looked up at Su Yin and said in a bad tone, "Little brat, what are you doing?"

Su Yin just took down the bird's nest and held it in his hand with a stunned expression.

This is the kind of simulated bird's nest made of tree bark. The bird doesn't know what kind of thread it is woven with, and it looks very lifelike. She muttered, "I thought it was a real bird."

Then he lowered his head to look at Fu Yu and said with a smile: "Brother Fa Cai, do you think this little bird looks like you?"

"..."

Fu Yu had a dark look on his face, "I don't know if it looks like it, but it's true that your skin is itchy. Come down."

Su Yin said to Fu Yu seriously: "Brother, I am the kind of child who is easy-going. If you talk to me nicely, I will listen. If you talk to me nicely, I will not listen. If you are harsh, I won't listen. Threats are useless."

Fu Yu: "..."

The next moment, Nan Song held the phone and said calmly, "Su Yin, if you don't want to get beaten, get down here quickly."

"Good aunt."

Su Yin, who had said harsh words just now, immediately felt so good, and walked down the stairs obediently. However, maybe she was too panicked, and lost her footing, so she opened her arms and rushed towards Fu Yu.

"!" Fu Yu was caught off guard and was thrown into his arms by her. Her head hit his chin. At that moment, his eyesight went black in pain, but his arms were tightly holding Su Yin.

This huge movement startled Nan Song and others. When they looked over, they saw Su Yin clinging to Fu Yu like a koala, smiling so treacherously and mischievously.

"..."

It took Fu Yu a long time to regain his composure. His peach blossom eyes finally focused and he glared at Su Yin angrily, "Were you born in the twelfth lunar month? You move your hands and feet."

Su Yin opened a pair of big, clear and smart eyes, "How do you know?"

Nan Song walked over and saw Su Yin holding Fu Yu's neck with her arms and wrapping her legs around his waist, clinging there like a monkey. Her expression turned cold and she said in a deep voice: "Su Yin, come down! "

Su Yintian was not afraid of anything, not even Old Su. He was afraid that his aunt would get angry, so he didn't care about teasing Fu Yu anymore, so he quickly jumped off him.

The next moment, Nan Song picked up Ear and dragged him to the corner, "Come here."

"Ah ah... Auntie, please be gentle, it hurts..."

Seeing Su Yin being carried over to teach him a lesson, Fu Yu touched his chin that was hurt by the impact, and belatedly felt the warmth just now. The tips of his ears turned red for no reason, and his mouth was a little dry.

He pursed his lips and cursed himself secretly: Beast!
(End of this chapter)