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

Chapter 861 I want to marry you!

Seeing Luo Junheng and Yan Yuan's expressions change, Nan Song also had a look on his face, knowing that they recognized them.

"How about it, are they the leaves of the coconut tree?"

Yan Yuan shook his head slightly, held the silver dart in his slender fingers, and said, "It's not a coconut tree. This is a tree from country T. It has a similar shape to a coconut, but it can produce rice and is called a 'rice tree'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Luyu was the first to react and snapped his fingers, "I know! Is that kind of sago rice produced from this kind of tree?"

Yan Yuan nodded, "Exactly."

Bai Luyu immediately took out his mobile phone, searched it, and showed it to Nan Song and the others, "Well, it's this kind of tree. It's quite magical. I saw it before when I traveled to country T. At first, I thought it was a coconut tree. This kind of tree grows very fast, and its leaves are several meters long, but its lifespan is also very short. I heard from local friends that it can only bloom once in its life. Am I right?"

He blinked and looked at Yan Yuan with his deer eyes. Yan Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

It was rare for him to know something that no one else knew. Bai Luyu felt that he was awesome and rewarded himself with a bowl of white rice.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen stared at the rice tree in the photo, lost in thought.

That group of mercenaries spoke the T language, and even the shape of the darts came from the rice tree of country T. It seemed that all kinds of phenomena were inseparable from country T, and were also closely related to the sister-in-law.

All the traces seemed to point to the fact that Yan Xi was indeed still alive.

And now he is in Sean's camp.

became their opposite.

Nan Song's heart felt heavy, she felt uncomfortable, and she also lost her appetite.

Except for Bai Luyu, a foodie who couldn't stop him from cooking even if the sky fell, everyone didn't eat much. Seeing Nan Song put down her chopsticks, Luo Junheng asked her to follow him to the study.

Nan Song followed her eldest brother upstairs with a flirtatious look. Yu Jinwen looked at Luo Yin with a worried look on his face, "Mom..."

"Don't worry, that's her big brother, he won't eat her."

Luo Yin said: "At most, I can scold her a few times."

Yu Jinwen: "..."

Even if he was scolded, he still felt distressed.

There was lightning, thunder, wind and rain outside, and the sky became gloomy. Turning on the lights in the room made it look less gloomy.

Luo Junheng didn't sit down. He walked to the window and lit another cigarette. With his back to Nan Song, he said calmly: "Tell me what's going on."

His voice was low and deep, and there was not much anger to be heard.

Nan Song stood in the middle of the study. She was not in a good mood right now. She didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy. She just told the whole story in a straightforward manner.

"...My mother and I quarreled, mainly about Teacher Mu. They teamed up to keep us in the dark and lied to us. It was her fault in the first place, so of course I would be angry."

Luo Junheng leaned slightly, holding a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at her.

With just one glance, Nan Song's confidence disappeared. She twisted her hands together behind her back, "I know, I shouldn't quarrel with mom, let alone fight with her... I know I was wrong. Big brother."

The last "big brother" call out still had a hint of begging for mercy.

Looking at Luo Junheng's face, Nan Song added in a low voice: "I kowtowed to my mother and admitted my mistake. She promised me not to complain to you, but then... forget it, you punish me, I will accept the punishment."

The palms of his hands wrung behind his back were sweating.

The accumulated prestige is too deep, and it's still scary when the elder brother gets angry. Nan Song dares to confront her mother, but she doesn't dare to be disrespectful in front of the elder brother.

Luo Junheng didn't mean to punish her this time. He just said calmly: "We are all aunts. Don't act like a child. No matter how big or small you are, you should be more careful in the future."

"I know." Nan Song responded obediently, feeling relieved when he saw that his elder brother wasn't too angry.

Seeing that Luo Junheng had nothing else to say, Nan Song said: "Brother, I'll go out first." Luo Junheng said "hmm".

Just as Nan Song was about to turn around, he saw his eldest brother standing facing the window, his hands hanging by his sides, smoking silently. The lonely and cold back made Nan Song feel sad and distressed.

"Brother." She called him softly.

Luo Junheng did not turn around, "Huh?"

"Don't feel bad." Nan Song said, "No matter what happens, my sister-in-law is still alive. This is the most gratifying thing."

Luo Junheng paused slightly. He held the cigarette between his slender fingers with silver rings and blew out a smoke ring. He turned around slowly and looked straight at Nan Song with his blue eyes.

"Xiao Liu, I want you to remember one thing."

Luo Junheng's deep face flickered under the light, and his voice was deep and thick. He said: "No matter when, under any circumstances, the first thing you have to do is to protect yourself. No one can hurt you. , even your sister-in-law can’t do it.”

Nan Song's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly looked up at her elder brother.

Luo Junheng's eyes were calm. He stepped in front of her, raised his hand and touched her head. The smell of tobacco hit his face, it was his elder brother's unique breath and hoarse smoking voice.

"You are my sister. I love Yanxi and I love you. You and your sister-in-law are equally important in my heart."

A sore feeling surged into his nose, and Nan Song's eyes filled with water.

Under the mountain-like shroud of Big Brother, she smiled and nodded heavily, "Brother, I know."

***
In the next room after another, Wang Ping and He Xiaowen were still locked in, staring at each other.

Since we can't go out, we can only talk.

They rarely have the opportunity to sit together quietly and face to face.

He Xiaowen looked at the misty man in front of her, still not knowing how to tell him that she didn't want to tie him up with the child in her belly and force him to marry her.

Marriage has long been no longer necessary for her. She does not long for marriage, but she does long for a family.

A sweet home.

The man in front of her is what she loves, and the child in her belly is what she wants. She is very clear about these two points.

But she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Yu, let's talk about the child's problem." He Xiaowen took the initiative to speak.

Wang Ping looked at her and nodded.

"This child came suddenly, and it can be said that it was outside our plan."

He Xiaowen sat there with a steady voice, "Having a child is not a trivial matter, and raising a child is even more difficult. With my current ability, I can't raise him. I don't want to just give birth to him in a muddle and let him follow me." Bear hardships. You are his biological father and you are half responsible. If you don’t want him, then take him away while the month is still young. You pay and I will do the surgery. If you want him, then we You have to raise him together. You not only have to contribute money to raise him, but you also have to contribute your efforts. This raise will last until he reaches adulthood... I say this, can you understand?"

"Understood." Wang Ping's tone was calm and decisive, "I want it."

When He Xiaowen heard what he said, her heart tightened, but she breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

"Then let's talk about the custody of the children..."

Wang Ping suddenly interrupted her, stared at her, and said: "Not only do I want this child, I also want you."

He Xiaowen raised her head in confusion, "What?"

"Not only do I want you to be the mother of my child, I want you to be my wife."

Wang Ping picked her up from the sofa, looked into her eyes, and said word by word, "He Xiaowen, I want to marry you."

(End of this chapter)