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

Chapter 163 I promise not to beat you to death

Mrs. Yu clapped her hands and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Xiao Song, grandma wishes you a happy birthday, always smile and be happy every day."

Nan Song's eyes were a little wet, "Thank you, grandma, please take care of yourself."

Mr. Yu leaned towards the screen and smiled like an old naughty boy: "Xiao Song, thanks to you, I can finally have a bite of cake. They usually look at me and won't let me eat. Happy birthday~"

Nan Song smiled, "You have diabetes, so you'd better eat less and pay attention to your health."

Yu Fengjiao was sitting in a wheelchair. The weather was hot. Her knees were still covered with the thin blanket embroidered by Nan Song. There was a gentle smile on her usually serious face, "Happy birthday, my daughter."

"Thank you Aunt Yu. I received your gift. It's too expensive. How could you part with it?"

Yu Fengjiao smiled and said, "What's the gift I'm not willing to part with? If you like it, I'll keep all of it for you."

Yu Zeyu created a group called "No Big Brother Group". Except for Yu Jinwen, almost everyone in the Yu family was in the group. They all sent birthday wishes to Nan Song, but they all tacitly refrained from mentioning Yu Jinwen.

Nan Song looked at the waves of blessings and sighed softly in his heart.

No matter what happened between her and Yu Jinwen, most people in the Yu family treated her sincerely.

She has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. She will remember all the good things done to her and will not tolerate those who hurt her.

……

Yu Jinwen knocked on the door of Suite No. 77 in Shuiyunjian.

Now he comes to Nancheng more and more frequently, and it has almost become his and Fu Yu's second home.

The door was opened from the inside, and Fu Yu appeared in the door holding a chicken wing in his mouth. He was wearing a black vest and a pair of large black pants underneath, and his muscle lines were clearly visible.

However, Yu Jinwen was not a woman and had no interest in appreciating it. He only felt that she was a loser and an otaku.

"Coming back so early?"

Fu Yu raised his peach blossom eyes and said, "It seems that things are not going well. How about it? Have you met anyone and eaten the cake?"

It is purely which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Yu Jinwen ignored him, walked in, looked at the fried chicken and beer on the coffee table, frowned, "Eat this late at night, do you want to gain weight? Or do you want to enter middle age as soon as possible?"

The two of them hurt each other.

Fu Yu jumped on the sofa and continued to eat chicken wings, "What do you know? I am taking advantage of the fact that my metabolism is still relatively fast to eat some. When I am middle-aged, I dare not eat even if I want to. Do you want some?" "

"No." Yu Jinwen refused coldly, went to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of whiskey, and came over with two glasses.

Fu Yu's eyes were fixed on his hand with a band-aid on it, "What's wrong with the hand?"

Before Yu Jinwen could speak, he added: "Did you use some bitter trick on Nan Song again? You can alternate the 36 tricks. Don't always use the same trick. It won't work after the wolf comes three times."

"No."

Yu Jinwen was in a depressed mood. Let alone any cruel tricks, even if he committed seppuku in front of Nan Song, she probably wouldn't look at him again now.

He raised his hand to pour the wine, but Fu Yu stopped him, "I'm injured, why should I drink? I'm not afraid of inflammation."

"This little injury is nothing, it doesn't matter."

Yu Jinwen disapproved, took his hand away, poured two glasses of wine, "Have a drink with me."

Fu Yu looked at the whiskey, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "I still remember that time in the jungle, when I went to rescue Nan Song. I narrowly escaped death and handed over a box of whiskey to the enemy. Everyone died that time. After escaping, I finally managed to save my life and came back. I didn't care about it. I opened a box of wine and got very drunk. The next day, I was punished by the squadron leader and ran across the mountain. My feet were covered with blood blisters... "

Yu Jinwen also thought about it, and with a faint smile on his lips, he said: "That box of whiskey does not belong to the enemy."

"Huh? It's not from the enemy? Who gave it to me?" Yu Jinwen said, "Nan Song gave it to me."

Fu Yu's eyes widened in astonishment, "Nan Song?"

Yu Jinwen drank half a glass of wine and looked towards the void ahead with his dark eyes, reflecting Nan Song's bright smile.

I remember when they rescued her from that gang of bandits, her family sent someone to pick her up.

He carried her into the car, and she asked him with a smile on her dirty little face, "Brother, how should I thank your brothers?"

"It's my duty, no need." He replied lightly.

Nan Song insisted, "That won't work. You saved my life, and I will always repay you. What do your comrades want most now?"

He thought for a while and said calmly: "About a bar."

Then they cleaned the battlefield and found a box full of whiskey. At that time, he guessed that Nan Song should have specially prepared it for them, but he didn't tell his comrades about it.

Therefore Fu Yu didn't know.

Listening to Yu Jinwen's memories, Fu Yu looked at Yu Jinwen with eyes full of envy and jealousy, and his peach blossom eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Tell me, we were on this mission together back then, and I was Nan Song's savior. Why did she only want to repay her kindness to you, but not to me? Just because you took her out? "

The more Fu Yu talked about it, the angrier he became. He felt that it was necessary to talk to Nan Song about this matter, at least to give himself a chance, so that his treatment would not be completely different from that of Yu Jinwen.

Yu Jinwen didn't know either.

It was indeed his duty to save her back then, and he never thought about asking her to repay him.

I don't even know what she likes about him.

There was once such a sincere relationship in front of him, but he missed it, and now he desperately wants to get it back. He doesn't know if God is willing to give him this opportunity again.

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It is not easy to bring together brothers from far and wide for a birthday party.

After celebrating Nan Song's birthday, the brothers went to do their own things. Before Ji Yun returned to Baicheng, he made a special trip to the rose garden to pay homage to his mother.

As soon as she saw Ji Yun, Nan Song frowned, "You smell like alcohol. How much did you drink last night?"

"Really? I even took a shower before coming here."

Ji Yun lowered his head and smelled himself. The smell of alcohol seemed to have not dissipated. He looked in the mirror and saw dark circles on his eyelids. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, "It's all Xiao Wu's fault. He drank me like crazy last night. "

Nan Song shook his head helplessly and said to Butler Zhao: "Mom Zhao, please let the kitchen cook some sobering soup, otherwise my fourth brother will have to walk around without food when he returns to Baicheng."

Ji Yun couldn't help feeling a little worried when he thought of the black face of his family member, and showed a clear and bright smile to Butler Zhao.

"Mother Zhao, please cook more."

Nan Song laughed and scolded, "Looking at your potential, it seems that Brother Cheng has taken care of you."

Ji Yun said harshly: "Obviously it was him who was made obedient by me, okay?"

"Yes, yes, after all, fear of his wife is a great virtue of a man, even the cold-faced lawyer Brother Cheng is no exception."

Ji Yun couldn't help but became angry with shame, and stepped forward to catch Nan Song and teach him a lesson. Nan Song quickly ran upstairs and stuck out his tongue at him, "Slightly~"

"What are you planning on, little one, just stop! I promise I won't beat you to death..."

(End of this chapter)