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

Chapter 600 People can change

After 24 hours, there was no new evidence linking Gu Heng to the deaths of Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang, so he was released.

"Senior brother." Nan Lin went up to him and hugged him.

Even though she knew nothing would happen to him inside, she still felt sorry for him and her eyes were red and red.

"It's okay, it's okay, I still slept in there."

Gu Heng comforted Nan Lin and touched her face with a smile, "First bow to the heaven and earth, second bow to the high hall, there is only one last item missing from our wedding."

Nan Lin's heart and eyes were focused on him, her reaction was a little slow, and she didn't respond, "Which one?"

"Enter the bridal chamber."

Gu Heng whispered in her ear: "What you couldn't do last night, you can do it today."

"..." Nan Lin flushed with embarrassment and punched him lightly.

Gu Heng held her hand and walked out. He comforted the eldest sister who was worried about him, and then looked at Nan Song, "Sister, I'm fine."

Nan Song nodded and patted his shoulder, "Let's talk about it after we go out."

Cheng Xian went through the formalities and went out. Faced with the media's criticism, Cheng Dalu came up with a series of legal provisions to prove that Nan Song and Gu Heng were innocent.

As a well-known criminal defense lawyer, Cheng Xian's face is familiar not only to the media, but also to netizens.

Being able to invite him to litigate a lawsuit is enough to impress Nan Song's strong connections. On the day he came out of the police station, some fans recognized He Shen's car.

Even the movie king came to pick them up in person. Fans all know that He Shen and Nan Song have unusual identities. In private, the two of them treat each other as brother and sister.

Many people have heard Nan Song call He Shen "Third Brother", but they don't know where this ranking comes from?

He Shen is the only son of the He family. He has no other brothers or sisters. If it were any other idol, he would have been scolded to death if he had a sister other than his wife. However, He Shen is well-known in the industry for being clean and self-sufficient. Apart from his current wife Shu Ying, there has never been any scandal with a female artist in the industry for many years, which further highlights Nan Song's specialness.

The most important thing is that even Shu Ying doesn't mind Nan Song's existence. Passersby often encounter the two of them shopping together and buying maternal and infant products together.

Many people have always had a special filter for Nan Song because of He Shen and Shu Ying.

I always feel that she is mysterious, but also has an inexplicable attraction.

There were many people sitting in He Shen's Phantom luxury car.

When Bai Luyu saw Nan Song, he couldn't help but pinch her face, "My dear sister is suffering inside. Look, her face has become thinner."

Nan Song slapped his paw away with a look of disgust, "How much weight can you lose in just one night? Don't exaggerate."

Seeing that Nan Song was fine, He Shen smiled reassuringly, but when he saw the bite wound on her arm, his gentle face still sank.

"I was originally going to come yesterday, but my eldest brother refused to let me go, saying that too many people would be too ostentatious and not good for you. We have endured it until now."

"You really shouldn't have come."

Nan Song leaned back on his seat tiredly and sighed slowly, "Now I have been charged with 'bullying others'."

"Don't worry about them. They are just a bunch of people who are just watching the fun. Many people don't care about the truth or not. They just want to talk quickly. The more you pay attention to them, the more energetic they become." Bai Luyu said, taking the phone from Nan Song's hand. He grabbed it and threw it into Yu Jinwen's arms, "The phone is temporarily confiscated, Lao Yu, please keep it for her."

Yu Jinwen: "..."

He silently looked towards Nan Song and asked for her opinion.

Nan Song said hoarsely: "Hold it for me, I don't have the energy to go online now."

Yu Jinwen nodded, "When you are tired, take a nap. You haven't slept all day and night. Only by keeping up your energy can you win this battle."

He knew she was tired, and she was.

After all this hard work, there was never a moment to calm down. Even if she was an invincible little strong person, she would always feel tired. She was really exhausted both physically and mentally.Yu Jinwen covered Nan Song with a blanket and brushed her hair from her forehead. Looking at her pale face and frowning brows, he felt a pain in his heart.

She was carrying too many things on her shoulders, and he wanted to share more with her so that she could relax a little and not be so tired.

Nan Song was really tired. He looked like a robot that had lost electricity and wanted to fall down immediately.

But when I closed my eyes, my sleep was not comforting.

Many people and scenes flashed before her eyes...

The days she spent meeting, joking, eating, and working on projects with Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang suddenly turned out to be them kneeling in front of her begging for mercy.

And Jiang Fan... When they first met, they were still children pretending to be mature.

The young man, wearing a simple denim jacket and carrying a black, heavy schoolbag, looked timidly at the people around him.

"You are Uncle Jiang's son, Jiang Fan, right?"

When Jiang Fan heard the sound, he was like a frightened bird. He suddenly looked towards the source of the sound and saw a small head emerging from a cluster of fiery red flowers.

Xiao Nansong was pulling weeds in the rose garden. She was barefoot, with her sleeves and trouser legs rolled up, her hands and feet were covered in mud, and she had two buns on her head. She looked like little Nezha, with big and bright eyes. Her face was so clean that it was so white that it glowed under the sunlight. However, she casually wiped her face with the back of her hand...

A mud mark was immediately smeared on the cheek, like ink suddenly splashed on white rice paper.

Jiang Fan stared blankly at this beautiful girl who looked like she had stepped out of a cartoon. He realized what she had just said and nodded.

"Are you, Miss?"

"I'm not a young lady, I'm Sister Nan."

The girl corrected him seriously, and then said: "You can call me 'Xiao Song' or 'Xiao Liu'."

Jiang Fan looked at her and moved his lips, but did not dare to scream.

"Brother Jiang Fan, can you pull weeds?" Xiao Nansong was very familiar with it.

Jiang Fan nodded, "Yes."

"Then can you help me?"

Xiao Nansong said: "I am helping my mother to work. Once we finish pulling out the grass in this flowerbed, she will give me pocket money, and I will share half of it with you."

The last two people squatted in the rose garden all afternoon and became mud monkeys.

Looking at the embarrassed opponent, he laughed.

Nan Song was awakened by the laughter of memory. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Yu Jinwen's worried eyes, "Are you awake?"

He lifted her up.

Nan Song rubbed his eyes and realized that he was on the bed, in his room.

"Am I asleep?" She asked, but her throat was mute.

Yu Jinwen stood up, poured a glass of water, handed it to her, and said warmly: "I fell asleep on the way back. I carried you upstairs and you didn't even wake up."

It was rare to sleep so deeply. After Nan Song drank a glass of water, he felt as if he was fully recharged and felt much more comfortable.

"Are you dreaming?" Yu Jinwen looked at her with concern and smoothed her soft hair.

Nan Song shook his head lightly, "I just remembered some things from the past. People will change, they will change, and I will change. Everything can never go back to the past."

There is no point in escaping the things she has to face, she has to face them.

(End of this chapter)