Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 190
After lunch, Shen Wenchen forced the three dolls to her on the grounds that Shen Miaomiao's hearsay would destroy his relationship with Nan Zhi as husband and wife, and he took Nan Zhi away in a cool way.

Looking at the three dolls, Shen Miaomiao fell silent.

Lin Zihan and Lin Jian also stood obediently, no one spoke.

Only Shen Zhiyu seemed to be abandoned, with tears in his eyes.

"Zhiyu?"

"Father, you bastard!"

The little guy was so angry that his face was flushed red, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

"Okay Zhiyu, we misunderstood aunt this time."

Both brothers Lin Zihan and Lin Jian persuaded their younger brother, for fear that he would cry again.

In fact, my aunt has always cared about my younger brother, but he didn't know it.

Ever since they moved to Yancheng, the three of them have been sleeping in the same room, often at night after the younger brother fell asleep, the aunt would come over.

Both of them were taken aback at first, but then they got used to it.

My aunt would always sit on the edge of the bed and watch my younger brother fall asleep, and then give them two pocket money to let them play with him, but not let them tell him.

"Zhiyu, aunt cares about you very much."

Lin Zihan hesitated for a while, but still told the truth.

"Uncle often comes to see you after you fall asleep, and asks us to take you out to play more."

The little guy wiped away his tears, Weng Sheng asked.

"really?"

"Uh-huh."

The two children nodded hurriedly, for fear that he would not believe it.

The little guy pursed his lips, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and whispered.

"Then I, then I won't be angry with Dad."

Nan Zhi was led away by Shen Wenchen, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion."

"???"

When Nanzhi was carried by Shen Wenchen and flew to the roof of the City Lord's Mansion, she was still in a daze.

This is the gentleness of a straight man?

Take yourself to climb the roof to play?

"Nannan, close your eyes first."

Shen Wenchen said softly.

Nan Zhi glanced at him, then at his feet.

Not to mention seven or eight meters from the ground, it will never be less than six meters high.

Shen Wenchen was smiling like a fox at the moment, and Nan Zhi had reason to suspect that he was trying to do something bad.

"You want to throw me to death?"

"What nonsense?"

Shen Wenchen raised his hand and flicked her forehead, his tone full of helplessness.

Nan Zhi hummed and chirped twice and closed his eyes obediently, just waiting for Shen Wenchen's next move.

Seeing her obediently closing her eyes, Shen Wenchen took out a white jade cloud hairpin from her arms. The hairpin was moist white, slightly translucent, and carved with cloud patterns.

Carefully inserting the hairpin into Nanzhi's bun, the corners of Shen Wenchen's lips became slightly wider.

"All right."

It was still a deep and magnetic voice, but this time Li Nanzhi could hear the satisfaction of a child.

"All right?"

Nan Zhi blinked, and felt that there was something more on his head, and he reached out to touch it.

"Wear it, it looks good."

Shen Wenchen sat beside Nan Zhi with a smile on his face.

"You just want to give me a hairpin?"

"Yes."

Nanzhi's head was full of question marks, why did he bring himself to the roof to give the hairpin?

Hair?
"Nannan, look over there."

Following the direction of his fingers, Nan Zhi was slightly lost in thought.

It's not the end of the day, but the sky is already glowing red.

The orange-red sun dyed the entire sky red, and the layers of white clouds seemed to want to cover up those beautiful colors, but they didn't want to reveal the gorgeous colors from the gaps.

Nan Zhi was fascinated by it, but Shen Wenchen looked carefully at her serious appearance.

"Nan Nan."

"Ok?"

"will you marry me?"

Suddenly hearing his words, Nan Zhi suddenly turned to look at him.

Shen Wenchen's face was a little nervous at the moment, but he tried his best to look like nothing happened.

"Are you proposing?"

"Ah."

"Why, why?"

Shen Wenchen looked at Nanzhi seriously, his tone full of affirmation.

"Nannan, marry me and be my wife."

Nan Zhi raised his head and met Shen Wenchen's eyes.

Tao Hua's eyes no longer had the jokes of the past, only nervousness and anticipation now.

After a moment of silence, Nanzhi nodded slightly.

Seeing her agree, Shen Wenchen's face was filled with joy.

"I remember you bought a wooden hairpin before? Why did it disappear?"

Nan Zhi rested his head on Shen Wenchen's shoulder with his hands, and suddenly remembered the hairpin.

She remembered that Shen Wenchen carried it all day long.

"That hairpin..."

The smile on Shen Wenchen's face paused, and he frowned slightly: "It was touched by someone, so I burned it."

Nan Zhi looked up at him, was he touched?

so burned?
Could it be which woman?

Seeing what she was thinking, Shen Wenchen hurriedly explained: "It was broken when the servants cleaned up the house."

Nan Zhi pouted, but didn't say anything more.

Shen Wenchen saw that she was unhappy, and sighed inwardly.

He actually made one himself, but it was too ugly, so he didn't dare to give it away.

The two sat on the roof and watched for a while. Shen Wenchen was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he flew into the yard with her in his arms.

"Are you very good at kung fu?" Nan Zhi asked curiously after being held firmly on the ground.

"Not very good." Shen Wenchen shook his head, his time in martial arts is too short, even if he has a high talent, he can't be someone who started at a young age.

"Then do you have internal strength? Can you teleport?"

Looking at Nan Zhi with a curious face, Shen Wenchen shook his head: "Yes, but not as powerful as those in the script."

"Ok."

The two walked around the city lord's mansion, Nan Zhi missed her son, and Shen Wenchen followed her to Shen's house.

Shen Miaomiao was sitting in the yard at the moment being a female celebrity, and the three dolls were playing in the yard.

Seeing Nan Zhi and Shen Wenchen approaching now, Shen Miaomiao hurriedly put down the sewing basket in her hand.

"Sister Nanzhi, Brother Shen."

"Thank you, Miao Miao." Nan Zhi blushed slightly while speaking.

I hadn't seen each other for two years, but now I just gave the child to someone to take with me.

"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Nan Zhi sits inside." Shen Miaomiao smiled and pulled Nan Zhi into the main room before asking in a low voice.

"Sister Nanzhi, what will you and Brother Shen do now? You..."

Shen Miaomiao's expression was a little hesitant, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She is not stupid, although Nan Zhi's core is still the same, but no matter how you look at it now, it is impossible to be the same as before.

Nanzhi looked at her worried face, smiled and patted her head.

"It's okay, but how have you and Twelve been doing in the past two years?"

Nan Zhi pulled Shen Miaomiao with concern in his eyes.

She remembered that Miao Miao and Twelve were in love at the beginning, but now that Twelve has gone to work in the capital, Miao Miao is gone.

"do not know."

Shen Miaomiao shook her head, but she was not worried.

"If we are really destined, we will naturally meet again. If he will be his general in the capital in the future, it can only be said that we are destined but not destined."

Seeing her calm face, Nan Zhi felt a little distressed, but it was impossible to persuade her.

(End of this chapter)