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

Chapter 413 Mr. Yu scared people to tears
The moment he caught Nan Song, Yu Jinwen didn't dare to breathe.

After a while, when he saw that Nan Song was breathing evenly and was not awakened, he gently calmed down his breathing.

The woman he had been thinking about for so long was gently leaning on his shoulder.

Yu Jinwen was thinking at this moment: He wouldn't be willing to trade it for the whole world.

He hoped that time could freeze at this moment forever.

When he came back this time, he clearly felt that Nan Song had changed a lot.

His attitude towards him was no longer so cold, and he was no longer so repulsive. This change not only made him happy, but also made him feel distressed.

He knew that this change was caused by his "death" and then coming back.

But he was not sure how long her change would last, and he was very uneasy. He was mentally prepared to fight to the end.

This time, he must catch her and never leave her again.

Nan Song hadn't had such a solid sleep in a long time, as if he were pillowing on a ball of cotton, and his whole body became lighter.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Song..."

The plane landed on the ground, and Yu Jinwen had to wake him up, "We've arrived in Beicheng."

Nan Song woke up in confusion, and his voice was as lazy as a kitten that hadn't woken up yet, "Are you there yet?"

"Well, here we are."

She then moved her head away from Yu Jinwen's shoulder, and tried to stretch out of habit, but Yu Jinwen held her down, "Hey, watch your arms."

Oh, I almost forgot that there is still a wound on my arm.

Nan Song pursed her lower lip and saw a water stain on Yu Jinwen's shoulder. She wiped her mouth subconsciously and turned red!

"My... drool."

She looked embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

But Yu Jinwen glanced at it and said indifferently: "Oh, please wipe it for me."

He took out two tissues and handed them to Nan Song. Nan Song took them and wiped his shoulders. She felt that it was really terrible!
Nan Song, Nan Song, you are drooling all over this man, you are so promising!
"Okay. Let's go down."

"Ah."

When walking out, Yu Jinwen quietly moved his shoulders. The movement was very small, but Nan Song still saw it.

Could it be that she slept on someone's shoulder all the way?

It makes people’s shoulders numb!
...It's really not the most embarrassing, only more embarrassing.

Yu Jinwen walked out of the cabin and stood below waiting for Nan Song. Seeing her face, he frowned, "Why is your face so red?"

It’s so embarrassing!
"...It's hot." Nan Song reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.

At the end of March, the air in Beicheng was still chilly.

Yu Jinwen wrapped her coat tighter, "We just got off the plane, don't freeze. Take it off when you get in the car later."

"What are you taking off?" Nan Song's nerves were too sensitive now and he suddenly raised his head.

Yu Jinwen was startled, "Take off...your coat."

What else could it be?
"Oh."

Nan Song felt that he was too evil, and his face suddenly turned redder, and he said hurriedly: "I, let's go!"

If she stayed any longer, she would be killed by crashing into the cabin.

When walking out, as if to break the awkward atmosphere, Nan Song took the initiative to find a topic and said: "He Zhao will come to pick us up in a while. Do you want to put on a mask first to prevent him from fainting from fright?"

"Well, I'll put it on."

Yu Jinwen listened to her words, put on a black mask, and said: "Actually, it's a trivial matter to faint when scared. Just don't cry." "Well, he loves to cry."

Nan Song remembered the days when Yu Jinwen was "buried". Assistant He looked like her husband had died, crying every day, and looked more like a little widow than a little widow.

When they reached the exit of the station, He Zhao was already waiting there, waving to Nan Song from afar.

But the moment he waved his hand into the air, he froze.

The smile on his face also froze at the corner of his mouth.

Why does that man wearing a mask look so much like... their Mr. Yu?
Is he dazzled?

But this familiar half of the face and these straight long legs almost overlapped with their Mr. Yu!

Is it possible that Mr. Nan found a substitute for Mr. Yu?

He Zhao had already imagined a bloody stand-in game in his mind. The figure got closer and closer, until it walked in front of him, and those extremely familiar narrow eyes looked at him like this.

"He Zhu." A familiar deep voice.

He was completely petrified, "Yu...Mr. Yu."

Nan Song raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, much calmer than I thought..."

Before he finished speaking, the moment Yu Jinwen took off his mask, He Zhao pounced towards Yu Jinwen with a bear pounce, followed by howling, "Mr. Yu! You're not dead!"

"..." Nan Song: Yes, it's too early to talk.

It was Yu Jinwen who knew his personal assistant better.

"Mr. Yu! Is it really you? You're still alive! I knew it! I knew you lied to me, how could you die so easily! Woohoo... I'm so sad!"

This cries of ghosts and wolves howled, causing all the pedestrians coming and going at the airport to look this way.

Many people recognized Nan Song and called "little sister"!
Nan Song quickly put on his mask and said to Yu Jinwen: "Let's go first, otherwise we will be blocked!"

"Okay." Yu Jinwen responded, and said to He Zhao, who was still crying in his arms: "Control it, and don't cry until you get in the car."

"Hmm, um... But I, I can't move." He Zhao said with a cry.

Yu Jinwen felt helpless and half dragged and half dragged him into the car.

Finally getting in the car, He Zhao hadn't finished crying yet. He wiped his tears and looked at Yu Jinwen, "Oh my god, am I dreaming? I'm really not dreaming, am I?"

Like Mrs. Xianglin, he repeated this sentence over and over again.

Nan Song couldn't bear it anymore, "I prove that you are not dreaming. Are you sorry that you are crying like this?"

He Zhao sobbed, "This has nothing to do with old men or young men. If a person dies and lives again, no one else should be shocked. I'm fine with it."

Yu Jinwen couldn't help but laugh and joked: "I'm really happy that He Zhu still remembers me. I thought you should forget about me since you have a new boss."

"That won't happen. I have a broad mind."

He Zhao blew his nose, earning a look of disgust from Nan Song and Yu Jinwen.

The driver curled his lips in disgust.

Seeing that He Zhao calmed down, Nan Song said to Yu Jinwen: "We are almost at the old house. Do you want to call Aunt Yu first?"

"Ah."

Yu Jinwen nodded, took out his newly bought mobile phone, and dialed the familiar number. However, he felt nervous in his heart and secretly clenched his hands.

Nan Song looked at his clenched hand and knew the tension and struggle in his heart. She didn't think much, lowered her head and gently held his hand.

The moment her warm palm touched the back of his cold hand, Yu Jinwen's heart shrank heavily and he turned to look at her.

At the same time, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello? Who is this?"

(End of this chapter)