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Chapter 3366 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1928 How about... shall we divorce later?
"Where is it uncomfortable?"

But he approached more and more viciously, and laughed softly: "Tell me, I'll take a look for you..."

Bai Yueyan unconsciously turned her head to one side.

The curvaceous neck was displayed wantonly in front of the man's eyes.

The teasing arc of Nan Moshang's lips faded at some point, and his eyes were as thrillingly dark as if stained with ink.

Sensing his lack of focus, Bai Yueyan took the opportunity to slide down, trying to get out from between his arms, but when she didn't pay attention, her hair got stuck on the button of his shirt, and she yelled "ah" in pain Come.

The man stood up slightly, pulled her scalp tightly, and hurriedly hugged his waist: "Don't move, don't move, it hurts..."

Nan Moshang glanced at her coldly, suppressing his anger: "I'll write you a check in a while, so shut up obediently now!"

Bai Yueyan was fed up with his way of dismissing her as if she was the same, she saw the fruit knife on the coffee table, grabbed it and cut off her hair.

Nan Moshang quickly moved his hand away, and the back of his hand barely wiped the blade away, and a thin bloody gash began to be cut.

Suddenly became angry: "Bai Yueyan, are you fucking crazy? Didn't you see where my hand is?"

"divorce!"

She dropped the fruit knife and stood up, saying every word: "I'm going to make it public now! I don't want to see you again! You scum! Pervert! Hypocrite!!"

After speaking, he rushed out like a gust of wind.

Nan Moshang raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, shook off the blood beads rolling down from the back of his hand, didn't bother to deal with it, just took his coat and strode out after him.

As soon as the door was opened, the little woman who had left angrily before came back again, and returned very anxiously, directly bumping into his arms.

He lowered his head, and saw her hiding behind him in a panic, holding his arm with one hand, only showing half of her small head, looking cautiously towards the end of the corridor.

There were two Italian men in suits standing there, holding their mobile phones as if they were discussing something, but it was obvious that they were looking this way from the corner of their eyes.

The bodyguard next to him took the initiative to say: "Mr. Nan, they have been staring at us here for several hours. I investigated and found that they were hired by a well-known wealthy businessman in Italy. They seemed to be looking for the young lady. Do you want to send them away?" drive away?"

Before Nan Moshang made a statement, Bai Yueyan had already pecked her head like a chicken: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The man lowered his eyes and glanced at her lightly: "What did you steal from her?"

"Van Gogh's Sunflowers."

"What about painting?"

"sold."

"What about the money?"

"Gone."

"..."

As far as he knows, Van Gogh's pair of sunflowers was auctioned for nearly 87 million US dollars in 4000. After so many years, the price may have doubled.

No wonder the other party sent someone to chase her all the way here.

Nan Moshang shook off her hand, straightened his sleeves casually: "Oh, since we are going to part ways soon, I'd better not interfere with your affairs, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. "

Bai Yueyan froze for a moment, stayed where she was, and watched helplessly as he went straight into the elevator.

Seeing her being left behind, the two Italians turned around and walked over quickly.

She gasped in fright, ran in before the elevator door closed, hugged the man's arm tightly, and said with a dry smile: "How about... shall we divorce later?"

(End of this chapter)