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

Chapter 496: Gathering Camp for Divorced Women

As soon as they went upstairs, Luo Yin dragged Luo Junheng into their room.

As soon as the door closed, she couldn't help but ask, "What's going on over there with Yan Yuan?"

Nan Ningsong hissed softly, "Keep your voice down, the soundproofing at home is poor, don't let my daughter hear it."

He opened the door and saw Nan Song yawning as he entered the room, and then he gently closed the door.

Luo Junheng said calmly: "This is what you saw."

Luo Yin lowered her voice and complained to Luo Junheng, "Yan Yuan likes Xiaoliu, why didn't you tell me earlier, causing me to lose such a big person."

"It's okay, it's really time for him to think about marriage."

Luo Junheng looked calm, "You can't hang yourself on a tree called Xiaoliu. He gave up on his own, and he can't blame others."

After hearing this, Luo Yin and Nan Ningsong didn't know what to say.

Feelings will always arise when people get along with each other. Although they like Yan Yuan, they have been with Yu Jinwen for more than half a year, and they have already decided that Yu Jinwen is their son-in-law. There is no reason for the first come, first served thing, but reason can't stop him. The word "love" lives in it, Nan Song does so, and so do they.

Sighing slightly, Luo Yin thought for a moment, "Then, shall I continue to help him find a partner?"

Luo Junheng: "..."

Nanningsong: "..."

Sure enough, Ms. Luo still couldn't stop her desire to be a matchmaker.

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Nan Song slept in fits and starts.

The first half of the night was relatively peaceful, but in the second half of the night I suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, she traveled back to the ancient Egyptian era. She was wearing clothes like Cleopatra. Many men were fighting for her. They all wanted to get her in their dreams. The ones fighting to the end were an emperor and a general. They were on the battlefield. The fight lasted for three days and three nights, causing all kinds of bloodshed, and finally the emperor won.

She took off the emperor's mask and saw Yu Jinwen's face, and the general whose head he beheaded was... Gu Heng.

She covered her mouth in horror and complained to Yu Jinwen with tears streaming down her face, "How could you kill him? He is my brother-in-law!!!"

Yu Jinwen was also confused. He looked at the face under the mask and was shocked, "How could it be him?"

With such questions, Nan Song woke up.

Sitting up, she put her hand on her forehead and exhaled heavily, feeling that this dream was really terrible.

After drinking a glass of water, she stood up, scratched her back, took off her slippers and went to the bathroom. She thought about her dream last night, but she couldn't remember anything.

I just remember that Yu Jinwen finally took her back to his palace, threw her on the bed, then took off the blood-stained armor, and then...

"Pfft." Nan Song almost swallowed the toothpaste in his mouth, and his mouth was filled with the taste of mint.

She is really going crazy. People can have erotic and beautiful dreams, so why are her dreams so bloody?

Maybe it was because Gu Heng was in such a miserable state in the dream that Nan Song made a special call to greet him on the way to the Lakeside Guild Hall, speaking softly throughout the process.

However, Gu Heng was frightened by her rare tenderness, "Boss, did I do something wrong?"

"No," Nan Song said, "You are doing very well. The branch's performance is booming. I am very satisfied with your ability."

"...Are you sure you're not being sarcastic?"

Gu Heng almost broke out in a cold sweat, "Why don't you scold me, sister? I'm not used to this."

"..."

Nan Song completely lost his patience, "You bitch, aren't you? Are you not happy with the compliments? You and Linlin should make the decision as soon as possible, don't delay!"

"Okay, I think so too." Gu Heng was still used to Nan Song like this, and he felt more at ease, "But Linlin said there was no rush, she said she wanted to hold the wedding with you."

"Come with me?" Nan Song said, "Then we'll have to wait. I haven't even written my horoscope yet."

"Then why don't you hurry up and get rid of that one?"

Gu Heng said: "One stroke followed soon after, and it was done."

"..."

It sounds easy, but every stroke of those two strokes is not easy.

Take it slow.

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Nan Song and Qi Jingjing made an appointment at the Lakeside Club.

Nan Song had been to this guild hall before, a long time ago. She originally asked Yang Ke to come out to discuss the racecourse project, but Fu Yu intercepted her.

How could I know at that time that so many things would happen later?

The Lakeside Guild Hall is a building left over from the Republic of China. After parking the car in the parking lot, Nan Song got on the rickshaw and was taken all the way to the entrance of the guild hall.

Nan Song felt that he should really wear a cheongsam today to make him more suitable for the occasion.

It was still in the private room on the third floor. Qi Jingjing had already arrived, and there was a woman sitting next to her, a very charming woman wearing a cheongsam.

The woman holds a thin cigarette in her hand and is wearing a dark blue embroidered cheongsam. She is leaning slightly sideways. The high slit design reveals her slender legs. Her waist is tight and curved. She is turning her head and talking to Qi Jingjing. , she couldn't help but turn her head when she heard the movement. When she saw the person coming, the end of her eyes raised slightly, she raised her lips and put out the cigarette.

This series of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and graceful, just like scenes in old movies, with great charm.

Nan Song stood at the door, admiring it intently. He used the lens in his eyes to capture this scene and sealed it in the film of his memory.

Who says women can't appreciate women? Sometimes the allure of women to women can be fatal.

Almost instantly, Nan Song recognized him.

The woman wearing the cheongsam is called He Xiaowen. She is Luo You's childhood friend and Wang Ping's wife.

Oh, I should say ex-wife.

"Miss Nan Da, why don't you come in?" The end of He Xiaowen's voice was very special, with Nancheng dialect mixed in Mandarin, as soft as a cat.

However, she had blocked Zhuo Xuan in the room and slapped her in the face, and her actions had left a deep impression on Nan Song.

Nan Song smiled slightly, "I'm afraid it will disturb your sisters' conversation."

"How could that happen?" Qi Jingjing stood up and called to Nan Song, "Mr. Nan, please sit down. Do you want tea or coffee?"

"Tea bar."

"Okay." Qi Jingjing asked the waiter to bring a pot of top-quality tea. The aroma of tea overflowed, and Nan Song sat down opposite He Xiaowen.

There was a cup of coffee in front of He Xiaowen, with lipstick marks still on the coffee cup.

"If I had known you were coming, I would have brought Luo You with me." Nan Song said.

He Xiaowen heard Luo You visibly bending his eyes, but she said: "Why do we need a tomboy to come to a party between us women? Besides, she is in the sweet period of love now, and I don't want her to come. Give me some eye drops. Wouldn’t she be out of place in our ‘divorce women’s concentration camp’?”

Nan Song and Qi Jingjing twitched their lips at the same time when they heard this.

A gathering camp for divorced women?
What the hell?

(End of this chapter)