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

Chapter 299 Save My Child
On the way back to the rose garden, Nan Song looked in the rearview mirror and saw Yu Jinwen standing there and not leaving for a long time.

The figure became smaller and smaller until it turned into a point and disappeared.

She withdrew her gaze and landed on the large bouquet of pink roses in her hand, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

In the past, every Chinese Valentine's Day, I hoped that he could be like other people's husbands and give her a bouquet of roses. Even just one would be enough.

But never.

Maybe he doesn't understand romance, she comforted herself.

But now she knows that men don't understand romance. It's not that they really don't understand, they just don't bother to put in the effort and haven't met the person who makes him willing to put in the effort.

She didn't deserve it before, but now she finally does, but she doesn't want it anymore.

Look, people are so stubborn, it always happens like this, and things go counterproductive.

Nan Song smiled coldly.

There is a saying that is indeed true. A good marriage makes people learn to love others, and a bad marriage makes people learn to love themselves.

For the rest of your life, stay with yourself and live well.

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Exhausted both physically and mentally, Nan Song leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and tried to squint for a while.

The strange thing is that although my body is extremely tired, I can't sleep at all. As soon as I close my eyes, the terrible scenes I have experienced will reappear in my mind.

These memories of hers and her parents had been sealed in the deepest part of her memory, but now with Qiao Leng's return, they have all been brought out.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She didn't wake up suddenly until the bodyguard gave a slight reminder, "Miss, we're almost home."

The bodyguard looked at her frightened face and asked with concern.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Nan Song calmed down, wiped the cold sweat from Cen's forehead with the back of his hand, and said hoarsely: "It's okay."

The black Rolls-Royce gradually drove towards the Rose Garden, its dazzling headlights reflecting the road ahead and illuminating the people in front of it.

It seems that someone is pulling at the door of the rose garden.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat narrowed his eyes, "Who is so bold as to cause trouble at the entrance of the rose garden?"

Nan Song looked forward and frowned.

Why do those two figures in front of me look like Nanya and... Qin Jiangyuan?
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"Xiaoya, I beg you, just go back with me."

Qin Jiangyuan begged Nanya, "Today is Chinese Valentine's Day. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are meeting each other. For their sake, just give me a chance."

Nanya turned away, tears falling down her face, with a sad look on her face, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her belly that was not yet bulging.

Qin Jiangyuan's eyes followed her hands and fell on her belly, and his eyes rolled.

He knelt down, hugged her, and put his face on her belly, "Even for the sake of the child, you should forgive me. Do you want the child to be born without a father?"

Nanya was heartbroken and burst into tears.

"You didn't want me. Between Feng Qing and me, you chose her, didn't you?"

"Don't mention that money-worshiping girl Feng Qing to me, she's just a bitch!"

Qin Jiangyuan mentioned Feng Qing's eyes and said viciously: "That woman keeps saying she loves me, but when our family loses power, she runs faster than a rabbit, for fear of hurting her. Humph, I should have known that she was with me. , just for my money!" Nanya smiled bitterly, "I have told you these words a long time ago, but if you don't want to listen, who can blame you?"

"Yes, it's all my fault! I was blinded by lard before, but now I understand that only you are really good to me."

Qin Jiangyuan looked up at Nanya, with a look of deep regret on his face, "Xiaoya, I really know that I was wrong. A prodigal son can never be replaced with gold. Please forgive me once. Feng Qing and I have divorced. We will go to the civil affairs department immediately. If you remarry, I will love you and love you well. When you give birth to the child, our family of three can live happily together, how wonderful!"

Nanya's tears fell on Qin Jiangyuan's face, and she was heartbroken beyond measure.

Yes, how nice.

She couldn't help but imagine that scene, but she couldn't forget the scene of Qin Jiangyuan beating her and scolding her.

He humiliated her in every possible way in front of Feng Qing and threw her into a cold and dirty attic. He ignored her and even made out with Feng Qing in front of her.

She also knelt on the ground and begged him like this, but at that time, he was so cruel and cold...

Nanya took a step back, looked at Qin Jiangyuan with tears on her face, and shook her head.

"I can't believe you anymore. Just leave, I don't want to see you again."

Qin Jiangyuan didn't expect that she would reject him. It was clear that she wanted to kneel down and lick his feet before. It was so heartless for a woman to turn her face.

His color suddenly changed, and he stood up from the ground. The affectionate look on his face faded away, revealing a trace of ferocity.

"I've knelt down to beg you, but you dare to refuse me? You kept saying you loved me before, but it was you who begged me to marry you!"

He pointed at himself, the veins in his neck popped out, and his eyes nearly popped out, "You actually want me to get out now? I'm giving you a fucking face?!"

Qin Jiangyuan fell out when he said he wanted to, and became angry and raised his hand to slap Nanya in the face.

Nanya didn't expect that the man who was begging for forgiveness just now would suddenly take action. She only felt a slap coming like a palm fan. She couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked to the ground off guard.

His face hurt, and his vision went dark.

When his vision was blurred, it seemed that a bodyguard rushed forward to hold Qin Jiangyuan down, but Qin Jiangyuan felt that a slap was not enough, so he came up and kicked Nanya hard in the stomach.

"Uh……"

A sob escaped Nanya's throat, and her body hit the big iron gate of the rose garden. Her lower abdomen and back felt like it was cracking!

Underneath me, a stream of heat surged out...

The car lights were bright, and a black Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of the rose garden.

Nan Song got out of the car and saw Nanya huddled by the door, and Qin Jiangyuan struggling in the hands of the bodyguard.

Her eyes turned cold, "Beating a pregnant woman, Qin Jiangyuan, you are really a scumbag!"

Nan Song picked up Qin Jiangyuan from the bodyguard's hand, rounded his arms, and slapped him four times from left to right, making an extremely loud sound in the black night.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Song..."

Qin Jiangyuan was stunned, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't help but want to beg.

"You called me Xiao Song too? Do you deserve it?"

Nan Song had accumulated anger all day and night, but he couldn't hold it back at this moment and vented it all on Qin Jiangyuan.

He picked him up with one hand, kicked him over with a flying kick, and kicked him against another large iron door!
Come over here and kick me again!
Roll over again and kick again!
Back and forth, kicking him three or four times, and probably breaking four ribs, Qin Jiangyuan rolled to Nan Song's feet like a dead dog, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Before Nan Song could kick her again, Nanya's weak voice came from behind, "Sister, help... my child."

(End of this chapter)