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

Chapter 589 Catch the Inner Ghost
Can't help it?
Then don't bear it anymore.

It's not that Nan Song doesn't want to do it at all, it's just that she is very hungry now and is afraid that she will lose her strength.

When Yu Jinwen kissed her, she pursed her lips and made a sincere request, "How about we get rid of the big chicken legs first?"

"..."

The chicken drumstick-flavored kiss is quite delicious.

When she came out of the bathroom again, although her waist and legs were a little weak, Nan Song was in good spirits. Thanks to the fat and tender chicken drumstick she ate before exercising, she returned to the stove and felt as if she was jumping over the wall. While it was still stewing, Nan Song used another stove to boil the water and prepared the next thing. He turned to Yu Jinwen and asked, "Noodles with scallion oil?"

Yu Jinwen smiled and nodded, "Okay."

The two of them were cooking and eating at the same time. You used chopsticks and I used chopsticks. The food was quickly destroyed after it was made.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall must be enjoyed as a midnight snack.

Nan Song heated the remaining half jar of Huadiao wine in a small casserole, took an egg and beat it into the wine, heating it into an egg-shaped shape. The wine was fragrant and heart-warming.

After taking two celadon cups, Nan Song handed the filled cup to Yu Jinwen and said, "Congratulations, we have overcome a difficult situation together."

Yu Jinwen took the cup, looked into her bright eyes, and suggested with a smile, "Let's have a drink?"

There are so many tricks.

Nan Song was in a good mood at the moment, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. They hooked their arms with each other and drank a glass of wine.

The sweet and mellow taste of wine entered my throat, and I felt warm from my throat to my stomach.

The two looked at each other, moved forward in perfect agreement, and kissed again.

This kiss was fragrant and fragrant, mixed with the aroma of wine.

Nan Song changed his position and lay on his back in Yu Jinwen's arms, feeling a rare and long-lost relaxation.

"It feels like a war these days."

Nan Song said: "Although I still lost a lot in the final total, it was much better than at the beginning. I am already very satisfied."

Yu Jinwen leaned on the armrest of the sofa, hugged Nan Song, gently rubbed the top of her soft hair with his big palm, and said: "In business, you can't just look at the immediate gains and losses, you have to take a long-term view. This battle , the fight was actually very beautiful, if nothing else, it was at least worth three years of advertising and publicity expenses, so it doesn’t actually count as compensation.”

"It is."

Nan Song said seriously: "This incident also allowed me to see the purchasing power of online and have some new ideas. In the past, we still followed the traditional sales model and always focused on carrying out some brand activities in offline stores, but This live broadcast refreshed my new understanding and should become a new trend."

"Well, I think so too. E-commerce live streaming is also a new model that has emerged in the past year and is developing very quickly."

Yu Jinwen said: "In the past, the products sold during live broadcasts were mostly clothes, skin care, makeup, etc., so I didn't focus on them. But this time the charity sale was so good, it also allowed me to see the strength of consumers. Facts have proved that it will always be Don’t underestimate the purchasing power of women, whether they are aunts or little girls.”

Nan Song leaned into his arms and giggled, "That is, represented by my mother and me. She is the eldest mother, and I am the little girl."

"I dare not say this nonsense."

Yu Jinwen felt a strong sense of danger, "If you call Aunt Luo 'Auntie' she can bear it, but if you call her 'Auntie' she will explode in seconds."

"That's not necessarily true." Nan Song tilted her head and smiled at him, "You can try calling her 'Auntie' some other time."

Yu Jinwen shook his head, "I don't dare."

"Don't be cowardly, Mr. Yu."

Nan Song doesn't think it's too big a deal to stir up trouble, "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death." Yu Jinwen said seriously: "I'm afraid that if I can't get a wife, life would be worse than death."

Nan Song was stunned for a second, couldn't help but laugh, put her arms around his neck, and put her lips to his. The two embraced each other and fell in love again.

In the midst of the excitement, the cell phone rang suddenly.Nan Song kept moving his mouth, reaching for the phone and picking it up without even looking at the caller ID, "Well... Gu Heng..."

"..."

Gu Heng: "Uh, did I interrupt your good work? How about we talk about it later?"

Nan Song finally spoke, "Stop talking nonsense. How is the investigation going?"

"There are results."

Gu Heng said something on the other end of the phone, and Nan Song's expression suddenly became cold and serious, "Where is he?...Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Jinwen looked at Nan Song's face and asked, "Has the mole been caught?"

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded, "I have to go to the company."

She stood up, and Yu Jinwen followed suit, "I'll see you off."

"No, just stay home and watch the fire. I'll be right back."

While Nan Song was speaking, he had quickly changed his clothes, and Feng Feng Huohuo was about to go out.

Seeing Yu Jinwen's worried look, she said, "Luo Gang is with me, so there's no need to worry."

He waved to him, closed the door and left.

Yu Jinwen looked at the closed door, feeling resentful that his wife no longer wanted a boyfriend since she had a bodyguard.

Isn’t he better than Luo Zheng?
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When Nan Song went downstairs, Luo Gang was already waiting downstairs in his car.

As soon as they got in the car, the car drove in the direction of Nan's Jewelry.

The car did not stop at the entrance of Nan's Jewelry building, but turned a corner and stopped at the entrance of a warehouse.

Gu Heng smoked a cigarette against the wind and saw Nan Song's car arriving from a distance. He put out the cigarette and stepped forward to open the car door for her. Nan Song got out of the car and asked, "Is he still alive?"

"I saved my breath and didn't dare to beat anyone to death. I'm going to have a wedding soon. It's unlucky to have blood on my hands."

Gu Heng said seriously.

Nan Song glanced at him and nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah, that makes sense."

The door of the warehouse opened from both sides, and two men who were beaten like bloody gourds were lying on the ground, shouting, "You are abusing lynching, which is against the law! I am going to sue you, and the Nan family will be ruined!"

However, their shouts suddenly stopped in their throats the moment they saw Nan Song, leaving only a look of horror.

Nan Song was in a hurry to go out. He didn't even put on makeup and didn't curl his hair. His fair face still showed a bit of haggard from working around for days, and his expression was indifferent.

No matter how you look at it, this is a little girl in her early twenties. She looks harmless, but in the eyes of the two men, she is no different from a female Yama.

"Tell me, why didn't I talk when I arrived?"

Nan Song said that he hadn't heard enough, and looked at them with black eyes. At first glance, they seemed silent and neither annoyed nor angry, but they revealed a full sense of danger and oppression.

"Mr. Nan, please forgive me! I was confused and lost my mind for a moment. I didn't want to betray you or the Nan family!"

The man with a bruised nose and swollen face was completely spineless. He knelt and crawled towards Nan Song like a bereaved dog. However, before he could touch her toes, he was kicked away. Luo Gang's heavy eyes were filled with coldness and he spoke without a trace of emotion. After shaving the man, he was so frightened that he immediately shut up and did not dare to cry anymore.

"Whether you think about it or not, and whether you do it or not do it, are two different things."

Nan Song's expression was gloomy, as if he were looking at two walking maggots, filled with endless disgust, "You should know what I hate most, right, two directors?"

(End of this chapter)