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

Chapter 385: My ex-husband is not dead?

Chapter 385: My ex-husband is not dead?

In the blink of an eye, the National Day is ushered in, a legal holiday.

Nan Song did not return to Nancheng and stayed busy in Beicheng.

The company, the hospital, and the museum are running around the clock. When I'm busy, I don't even go home. When I'm tired, I just find a bed and fall asleep.

The "Don't lose, don't forget" project has reached a critical juncture. The first batch of restored antiquities will be available after the National Day, which is very critical for the Yu Group.

Nan Song looked calm on the face, but his heart was tense and he could not relax.

Luo You massaged and stretched Nan Song while Quan Yeqian scolded her endlessly.

"You are just idle and asking for trouble. With this combination, have you really sold yourself to the Yu family? Why didn't I know you were so dedicated!"

The bones in Nan Song's body were very stiff, so she asked Luo You to stretch her shoulders. She felt sore when the tendons were stretched.

She half-squinted her eyes and said, "I'm not thinking about getting Yu's family back on track as soon as possible. Can I withdraw as soon as possible? My mother taught me that if you don't do something, do it well."

Nan Song hissed softly, "Since I have taken on this job, there is no reason to give up halfway. Besides, the Yu family and the Nan family are now strategic partners. When the Yu family makes money, the Nan family will also make money. . Although the Yu family is undertaking the antiquities restoration project, the contract signed at the time stated that the beneficiary of the project was grandpa, so I have to earn some pension money for him."

Luo You asked her to turn around, stretched her shoulders, and then stretched her legs.

Quan Yeqian put his right foot on his left leg, with a broadsword and golden horse posture, and snorted coldly when he heard this.

"You can just fool me and put it nicely. Who knows who is tired? Anyway, it's not me who is tired."

"Okay, just stop saying a few words, it's endless."

Luo You couldn't listen anymore and gave Quan Yeqian a hard look, "Stop sitting like this and go out and get us some fruit to eat. I'm thirsty."

"What kind of fruit do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

"Whatever. As long as you can eat it."

"Got it."

Quan Yeqian completely changed his face when facing his wife, and walked out like a big golden retriever.

Nan Song was amused and sighed at the same time, "Sure enough, the brother who got married is throwing water. He has a wife and forgets his sister. My second brother is really too realistic!"

"Hahaha, all brothers are like this."

Luo You laughed heartily.

Nan Song waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. Second brother is not important. I just need second sister-in-law to love me in the future."

"I must love you."

Luo You chatted and laughed with Nan Song.

After stretching, Nan Song stretched his muscles and felt as if the two meridians of Ren and Du had been opened. His fatigue was much relieved. He sat cross-legged and faced Luo You.

Luo You said: "Don't blame your second brother, he feels sorry for you."

"I know."

Nan Song nodded and sighed softly, "I came to Yu's to be the president. They were 1 times unwilling, but they couldn't resist me, so they could only say a few words."

"I support you."

Luo You raised his hand and touched Nan Song's head, "There are many things that are not worth it, but it depends on whether you are willing or not. As long as you are willing, that's all."

She couldn't help but feel guilty, "I don't know anything about business matters, so I can't help you."

Nan Song smiled softly, "You and your second brother are doing well, which is the greatest help to me."

She threw her head back and sighed, then fell down on the massage table.

"I hope that all lovers in the world will eventually get married!"

Everyone can love well, love with all their heart, and leave no regrets.

Quan Yeqian walked in with a fruit plate, but said to Nan Song: "Grandpa came to you and said that the wooden hairpin was repaired."

When Nan Song heard this, his expression changed immediately. He immediately jumped off the bed, put on his shoes and rushed out.

"Don't eat fruit?"

Quan Yeqian shouted from behind. Seeing Nan Song run away quickly, he couldn't help but muttered, "It's just a wooden hairpin if it's running so fast. Why is it so precious?"

Luo You's face darkened, "It was probably when Lao Yu left that he held the wooden hairpin in his hand."

As soon as these words came out, Quan Yeqian couldn't help but purse his lips into a thin line.

It seems that I still can’t let it go. "grandfather!"

Nan Song rushed into the back room, where Nan Sancai was squatting there with a cigarette butt in his mouth. He was so frightened by Nan Song's voice that he almost choked.

"Is the hairpin fixed?"

Nan Song rushed over in three steps and looked at the wooden hairpin lying on the table, intact, as if it had never been broken.

She opened her eyes wide, took the wooden hairpin into her hand, and looked at it carefully, but she didn't see any trace of repair.

"Grandpa, your repair skills are so great now, there are no traces at all."

Nan Sancai puffed out a puff of smoke and said quietly: "I wish I were really that powerful. I really don't dare to take credit this time."

"What do you mean?"

Nan Song looked at Mr. Nan with a puzzled face.

Nan Sancai sucked on his cigarette holder and said, "I told you a long time ago that this is no ordinary wood. Maybe it really has spirituality, and its healing ability is stronger than other woods."

Nan Song was very surprised. He carefully looked at the wooden hairpin in his hand and found that not only the broken place disappeared, but also the blood stains on it seemed to have disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear, it penetrated.

The color of this wooden hairpin now looks much darker than before.

What exactly is going on?

Nan Song's heart jumped twice, as if his chest was about to expand and pop out.

She covered her heart, but suddenly the scene of Yu Jinwen holding the wooden hairpin flashed before her eyes.

"Click", a wooden hairpin broken into two parts fell from his palm.

The hairpin was stained with blood.

There was blood on his palms too.

But it seems that it was stained by the hairpin.

A bolt of thunder struck Nan Song on the forehead. She had a splitting headache and bent over in pain, hugging her head.

***
An unknown island.

Flying gulls fluttered on the sea surface, rolling up layers of waves. A small boat slowly approached the shore from a distance, with a tall middle-aged man standing on it.

The face is very handsome.

He picked up two small fish from the small basket, whistled, and threw them towards the sky. Seagulls flew over and picked up the small fish accurately.

The boat docked, and an oriental woman with a bright face and perfect figure wearing a white dress walked towards the coast with her bare feet on the soft silver sand.

"Did you catch a fish?" The woman made a trumpet with her hands and shouted to the man.

The man smiled, showed two big fat fish with his handle, threw them into the fish basket, and jumped out of the boat with agility.

He strode towards the woman, and when he came to her, he frowned slightly.

"I'm not wearing shoes. The sea water is cold."

As he spoke, he moved his big hands over the woman's lower buttocks, gave her a daddy's hug, and held her in his arms.

The woman looked like she was used to being hugged. She put her jade arms around his neck, sniffed the sea smell on his body, and wrinkled her nose, "Mr. Nan, you smell so bad."

"Huh? Do you believe that I will throw you into the sea and make you stink as much as me?"

"You dare." The woman said arrogantly, but her hands held his neck tightly, and she kissed him on the cheek with a strong desire for life.

The man lost his temper and said, "I don't dare."

He held her with one hand, lifted the fish basket with the other hand, and walked towards a small white house not far away.

"How are you today?" the man asked.

"My fingers keep moving, maybe I'm about to wake up."

The woman answered.

Hearing this, the man looked slightly stern and quickened his pace, "Let's go back and take a look."

(End of this chapter)

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