Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 267 The most expensive hotel, the plan is ruined! (1)
After watching the old man's car leave with his own eyes, Nan Jingshan turned around and entered the police station.

Stepping into the police station step by step is extremely heavy.

His thoughts didn't come out of the conversation just now, and every step he took on this side made his heart feel even heavier.

Over the years, this is the first time that I have been so disappointed with the old man.

No matter how stubborn and extreme the old man was, Nan Jingshan felt that he could deal with it.Because he has known the old man's temper, sometimes even if the old man loses his temper, he knows how to get rid of the old man's temper.

But now, Nan Jingshan began to feel that his theory in the past must be too simple.

The human heart is so complicated, how could it be as he imagined, as long as he finds a good way to deal with it? !
If this is the case, the old man will not do the following cruel things again.

Being able to drive a good person crazy, Nan Jingshan couldn't imagine what the old man said and did to his woman at that time...

"Ah..." Shen Shen sighed, Nan Jingshan frowned, with a bitter melon look on his face.

At that time, after receiving a call from Mr. Nan's family, the police quickly released Wen Tingxin.

After the little police officer guarding the prison unlocked it, Wen Tingxin rushed out immediately. The fast one was still in the cell one moment, and was already at the door of the room the next moment.

"Hey, girl! Girl! Your bag!" The little policeman caught up with her bag, and in order to catch up with her steps, he pulled it out very fast.

"Ah? Give it to me, give it to me quickly." Wen Ting turned around heartily, took her bag in a hurry, turned around and ran away quickly without even having time to say thanks.

The situation was so urgent that people couldn't understand what she was in such a hurry.

Only Wen Ting knew that if she didn't hurry up, she might not be able to catch up!
"Uncle! Uncle! Let's go! Uncle!" Wen Ting ran past Nanjingshan with a stride, grabbed Nanjingshan's elbow and rushed outside.

"Ah? Ya, girl?!" All of a sudden, Nan Jingshan didn't react.She turned around in a hurry, stumbled under her feet, and almost fell down...

"Hurry up, Uncle! It's too late if you don't leave!" Wen Ting was in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to explain, so she rushed to the outside of the police station with Nanjingshan, every step she stepped on. It's like racing against the god of death for time.

Arriving at the gate of the police station, Wen Ting anxiously waved to stop a taxi, forced Nanjingshan into it, and then got in herself.

With a "bang", he slammed the car door, and then patted the back of the driver's seat: "Corning Hospital, hurry up! I'll give you a [-] tip in [-] minutes! Let's go!"

The 'tip of [-]' was really tempting. The taxi driver who heard it shuddered fiercely, opened fire quickly, increased the speed, and sped out.

"Uncle, Uncle, I want to tell you something now. After you find out later, you must calm down." Wen Ting pulled her coat open heartily, and put her hand into the underwear at once, scaring Nan Jing Shan hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.

"What are you doing, girl, you can't do this no matter how anxious you are?! You're still a..."

"Stop rambling, let's see for yourself!" Putting the second wife's mobile phone into Nan Jingshan's arms, Wen Ting said anxiously, "Look at the usual style of your Nan family!"

Wen Tingxin's temper is very hot. From this action and tone, it can be seen that she seems to be getting very angry.

Although Nan Jingshan didn't know why, he still quickly picked up the phone, pressed the button, and checked it...

However, the moment his eyes touched the first text message on the screen, Nan Jingshan was stunned, unable to react at all.

"I really can't believe it, I really, how can a human life be said so simply by your mouths." Leaning her head on one side of the car window, Wen Ting frowned.

It was only when she saw the text message that Wen Ting wanted to understand what the second lady meant by threatening her.

What does it mean that she will not end well if she has no wealth or status to marry into Nan's family? What does it mean that she will wait to be sent to the madhouse like someone...

Even after entering the mental hospital, the Nan family would never think of letting them go.

On the phone, Wen Tingxin saw the text message that the second wife of the Nan family ordered to find a chance to get rid of Nanjingshan's wife.

Not only that, but the text messages between the second wife of the Nan family and the eldest wife of the Nan family are also very selfish.

Originally, Wen Ting thought that the people from the Nan family were just bullshit, with a little money and power, so she regarded herself as the king of heaven.

But I didn't expect that the people of the Nan family regarded themselves as gods of death. Whoever was unhappy at this glance would be eliminated by the next order, whose family would be abolished, and whose internal organs, limbs and heads would be given away. moved...

This was something that only the emperor could order in the past, but now it has become their patent.

It's too cruel, too cruel!
"Hurry up, master hurry up!" At that moment, Nanjingshan's eyebrows were also furious.

Patting the window of the taxi anxiously with his big palm, Nan Jingshan was holding the mobile phone, and his palm was constantly exerting force and increasing the force.

In the next moment, Nan Jingshan pressed a number and quickly dialed out the phone.

It was another number that he hadn't dialed for more than ten years, and he wanted to resolutely cut off the past...

After dialing, the person on the other end of the phone was very disdainful to answer the call from this number, with an arrogant and harsh tone: "Second Madam, are you sure you did not press the wrong number?! You can also call the elite team?"

That person is still as proud as before, even more conceited than when he was with Nanjingshan.

Nan Jingshan didn't know how many tones he used to say: "It's me."

Just when the voice of smoking and drinking was transmitted to the other end through the phone, the person on the other side of the phone immediately put away the previous arrogant attitude: "Third, is it the third master? Is it the third master?"

(End of this chapter)