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

Chapter 212 Kneel and die here!
Zhuo Xuan was so angry that Nan Song rolled over.

Perhaps it was because Nan Song's cute impression on her when they first met was so profound that she always had the illusion that Nan Song was a soft persimmon that could be pinched casually, and she didn't remember it after several losses.

Not to mention Zhuo Xuan, Zhuo Yue was so angry that she couldn't help but curse, "Miss Nan family, she is so uneducated! No wonder Jin Wen wants to divorce her and doesn't want her."

The last words were meant for Shen Liushu.

Shen Liushu did not answer her question, but said solemnly: "Don't conflict with Nan Song again. You can't fight her."

Then he took his arm away from Zhuo Yue and got into the car first.

Zhuo Yue stared at Shen Liushu's back, a little distracted, and felt a little panicked for no reason.

This was not the first time that he had pulled his arm away from her palm. Maybe it was because of her old age, but she felt that she could no longer hold onto this man...

"Auntie, what do you mean Uncle Shen? Why can't we fight against that Nan Song? If you hadn't stopped me just now, I would have gone up and whipped her!"

Zhuo Xuan was still angry, and her gentleness was just superficial. During the years she stayed abroad, she also hung out with those foreign girls and foreign girls every day. She often slapped others, and it was easy for Nan Song to clean them up.

"That's enough! Don't you think it's enough to implicate me?"

Zhuo Yue put on a serious face and lectured her niece, "If you continue to be so restless, don't follow me in the future, lest you fail to climb up yourself and drag me down instead!"

Zhuo Xuan was unconvinced and thought to herself, "Don't you also live by being close to men? How can you be more noble than me?"

But now she is still young and her parents cannot be relied on, so she can only rely on this aunt.

"I know Auntie."

Zhuo Xuan behaved like a little girl, her eyebrows were low, but she still felt aggrieved, "Auntie, didn't you say you wanted to seek justice for me and teach Nan Song a lesson?"

Zhuo Yue snorted, "Why are you so anxious? We don't even know the enemy's details now. How can we hit her with one blow and give her a fatal blow? What you need to do most now is to stand firm on the Huanya platform as soon as possible. Heel, save Yu Jinwen’s heart.”

Speaking of Yu Jinwen, Zhuo Xuan couldn't help but lowered her head in frustration.

She really didn't understand how a man who had been so kind to her and almost obedient could no longer have eyes for her in just a few years or a few months.

All my heart and eyes are filled with is that woman Nan Song!

Compared with the huge emotional ups and downs that Nan Song brought to Zhuo's aunt and nephew, Nan Song didn't take this small fluctuation too seriously.

As soon as he got in the car, Gu Heng said: "The Zhuo family also claims to be from a scholarly family. How come the daughters they raised are so superficial? The scholarly family and the tea-scented family are almost the same. They are probably all grown up with green tea." of!"

Nan Song was holding the tablet and checking work emails. Seeing Gu Heng looking very angry, she chuckled and said, "I'm not your wife, why are you angry?"

"I get angry just looking at it!"

Gu Heng has been with Nan Song for a long time, and his ability to identify bitches has been perfected. He can identify the little goblin of which path he is looking at.

Zhuo Yue and Zhuo Xuan are not foxes who have lived for thousands of years. At most, they are little fox spirits who have been practicing for hundreds of years.

"The ancestors of the Zhuo family are indeed from a scholarly family, and have produced many top scholars, candidates, and scholars. However, the descendants did not cultivate themselves properly and focused only on officialdom and business, and the family fortune left by the ancestors was also ruined. ”

Nan Song rubbed his brows and said calmly: "In Zhuo Xuan's father's generation, there are only empty shells left. However, he is not good at management, owes a lot of debt, and barely maintains the persona of a scholarly family. Can climb up to capable in-laws."

Marriage between wealthy families is normal. The richer the family, the more they value the education of their children and grandchildren. Therefore, a powerful family does not necessarily have to marry a rich and powerful family, but prefers to marry a good wife from a scholarly family so as to cultivate the next generation.

Zhuo Xuan's father, Zhuo Dingfeng, pinned his hopes for the revitalization of the family on the lifelong events of his sister Zhuo Yue and his daughter Zhuo Xuan.He raised them like flowers, learning various courses for celebrities and cultivating artistic sentiments from an early age, but he forgot to teach them skills and the principles of being a good person, so he raised two women with such superficial appearance.

The ancient Yangzhou thin horses were almost like Zhuo Yue and Zhuo Xuan.

As everyone knows, whoever wants to marry such a woman back home as his wife doesn't know how the family tradition will be distorted.

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Nan Song went to the hospital to pick up the old man, and from afar he saw Nan Lin sitting on the bench against the wall at the door of the ward, as if in a daze.

When she saw Nan Song, she quickly wiped her eyes, then stood up and greeted him, "Sister, you are back."

He cast his eyes on Gu Heng again and called with a smile, "Senior brother."

As soon as Gu Heng's smile reached the corners of his lips, he saw Nan Lin's unusual redness on her left cheek. His face suddenly darkened. He stepped forward and pinched her chin, "What's wrong with your face?"

Nan Lin hid for a moment, "It's nothing..."

Nan Song also frowned, and suddenly there was a burst of sobbing and crying in the ward.

It's ugly, but familiar.

Gu Heng recognized the voice and his face sank again, "Did your dad beat you?"

Nan Lin didn't speak, just lowered her red eyes and nodded. Afraid that Nan Song would be angry, she raised her head and said hurriedly: "I wanted to hide, but I didn't..."

Nan Song frowned and took a few steps towards the ward.

The bodyguards at the door all bowed to say hello to Nan Song. Seeing the eldest lady's unkind expression, they hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Brother K is inside. The third master has been making trouble in the hospital for a long time. It was the old master who let him in..."

The door to the ward was closed, probably to prevent that embarrassing voice from coming out. After all, family scandals should not be made public.

Through the glass window, Nan Song saw Nan Ningzhu kneeling in front of the old man. The unpleasant howling sound came from his thick voice.

Old K was guarding the old man's side. His tall and strong figure stood there like Mr. Guan, staring at Nanning Zhu so hard that he did not dare to move rashly and could only kneel there and howl.

"Dad, please take pity on your little son. Your eldest granddaughter, Nan Song... she deliberately wants me to die. All my assets have been frozen by her and I have become a deadbeat. Not to mention planes, even trains. I can’t even sit down, how can I go out?”

"My second brother's legs were broken by her. The doctor said he can no longer reconnect them. He will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. It's so miserable! I don't want to follow the same path as my second brother. , please save me!"

Nanning Zhu cried, and was about to step forward to hold the old man's hand, but Old K glared at him angrily, and then retracted his hand fearfully.

Seeing that the old man's eyes were filled with sadness but he never even glanced at him, he couldn't help but panic and took two more steps on his knees.

"Dad, even if you don't feel sorry for me and my second brother, you should still feel sorry for Nanya. She is your granddaughter! The second brother dare not come to see you. He begged me and asked you to save Nanya. Nanya Now being imprisoned by the Qin family, it is really a shame that heaven and earth are not responding to each other, and that the earth and earth are not functioning properly. The second brother only has a daughter like Nanya, and he will have to rely on her to take care of him for the rest of his life. Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, and you don’t want to be a gray-haired person. Is it right to give it to the black-haired person..."

Nan Ningzhu's mouth was dry and her tears were dry as she spoke. Seeing that the old man still didn't show any signs of it, she felt heartbroken and simply knelt down straight.

"I don't care. If you don't agree today, my son will die on his knees here and never get up again!"

Before Nan Sancai could speak, the door to the ward opened and a cold voice came in.

"If you don't want to get up, then you can kneel and die here, and I will collect your body for you."

(End of this chapter)