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

Chapter 321 Doting on your sister is a family tradition
Luo Junheng frowned slightly, "Crosstalk, Queen?"

"It's a man."

Nan Song hurriedly explained and smiled, "A great master, he is so handsome!"

After hearing this, Luo Junheng frowned, walked to the wine cabinet, took two crystal glasses, poured the wine, and called Nan Song over.

"Come over and have a drink to keep the cold away."

"Oh."

Nan Song has always been a good boy in front of his elder brother. He does whatever he is told and walks to the bar in a good-natured manner.

Looking at the new logo on the wine bottle, Nan Song raised his head and took a sip, tasting it, "It tastes good. Is this the new wine from the winery?"

Luo Junheng said "hmm".

"Did you receive the wine that Fourth Brother and I sent you before?"

Nan Song blinked his watery eyes and looked at his elder brother, "Have you tried it? How does it taste?"

Luo Junheng raised his deep eyes and said, "General."

"..."

Nan Song immediately curled his lips, "It's obviously very delicious, but what's wrong with your tongue? Next time the fourth brother and I taste delicious wine, we will only send it to the second brother, third brother and the younger brother, not you." ."

Angry, Chi Guoguo threatens!

Luo Junheng took a puff of cigarette, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "I asked the winery to brew thirty bottles according to that taste. Is it enough?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Song changed his face instantly and nodded wildly, "That's enough, that's enough!"

She raised her wine glass and touched it lightly with the wine glass in Luo Junheng's hand, and smiled, "I know that my eldest brother loves me the most."

"no way."

Luo Junheng was full of helplessness, "It is a family tradition to spoil your sister."

Nan Song: "Hehe."

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After drinking some wine, a lot of the chill was really driven away from my body, which made me feel hot and dry.

Nan Song's dark eyes became blurred, his face was rosy, and there was a mole of tears under his eyes, which made him look delicate and soft.

Not long after Luo Junheng finished smoking a cigarette, he lit another one and wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction.

"Big brother..."

She softly disliked him, "Smoking too much is bad for your health, so smoke less."

Luo Junheng raised his eyes lightly, and the white smoke hid the emotions in his eyes. He could only hear him whisper: "Family tradition, we can't give up."

"Where do you get all these family traditions?"

Nan Song groaned dissatisfied, "No wonder my sister-in-law said before, 'The fog over Birmingham is the smoke exhaled by the Shelby family.' It's absolutely true. You promised her to quit."

Luo Junheng lowered his gaze, and the long eyelashes above his blue eyes trembled slightly. The sparks in the cigarette held between his slender fingertips were extinguishing clearly, just like the light in his eyes.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, as if the whole world had become quiet.

"Yes."

His deep and hoarse voice sounded softly, and his eyes turned to an oil painting hanging on the wall. On the oil painting, there were two beautiful women.

Two girls who are like angels.

Nan Song, 20, and Sophia, 25.

His sister, and his... wife.

Luo Junheng looked at that beautiful, pure, Chinese-Western mixed-race face that haunted him, and his eyes were as blue as the sea, as if he had fallen into an abyss of eternal destruction.

"But she's gone, isn't she?"

His hoarse and sad voice seemed to come from the heart, which was sad to hear.

"I miss sister Xi."

Nan Song stared at the beautiful and gentle woman in the oil painting, "Brother, do you miss her?"

"Yeah. All the time."

Luo Junheng took a puff of cigarette, "If I don't smoke, I can't help but miss her. But if I smoke, I miss her even more."

His voice was soft, "I miss her, and I also miss our children." Nan Song watched the cold mist slowly gather in her eldest brother's eyes, and then quickly dispersed, as if it had never appeared before, but it made her heart skip a beat. A hard slap.

Her dear sister-in-law, her eldest brother's first wife, passed away five years ago.

When he died, there was a five-month-old child in his belly.

is a girl.

Sophia is the only love of my eldest brother's life.

She died to save her eldest brother, but after she died, his eldest brother seemed to follow her.

The Shelby family has an ancient curse that has been passed down from the last century——

"Mr. Shelby's wife will be sacrificed for the Shelby family."

No Mrs. Shelby could escape this curse.

After the tragic death of my sister-in-law, my eldest brother lived a long period of drunkenness and a walking corpse.

Her mother accompanied her to country Y to see him. At that time, she remembered her elder brother saying to her, "I have been close to death countless times, but this time, I feel, it is the closest I have been to death."

Perhaps, his soul is dead.

The ones alive now are not Luo Junheng, but Earl Hill and Mr. Shelby.

"Big brother."

Nan Song touched the corners of Luo Junheng's eyes and said, "You are getting older and you have wrinkles."

Luo Junheng slapped her hand away, frowned and said, "Go away."

You are the one who gets wrinkles.

"Don't always be sad about spring and autumn. It's not cool at all."

Nan Song said: "Let me tell you something interesting... For example, Xiao Suyin, the troublemaker in Brother Rui's family, fell in love with a playboy; the second brother finally found the girl who beat him to tears when he was a child; the third brother Falling in love with the most beautiful beauties in China; the fourth brother and Cheng Ge also returned home as husband and wife, and will soon be able to drink their wedding wine; the younger brother is still like that..."

She kept talking nonstop with her little mouth, wishing she could tell all the embarrassing things about her brothers to her eldest brother.

Luo Junheng listened to her chirping quietly, smiled lightly, and occasionally commented a few words aloud, which was often able to hit the nail on the head and kill the person without paying for his life.

The Magic City Castle has not been so lively for a long time.

The girl who had grown up in his arms finally grew up and began to understand love.

But as always, he is the little sunshine of his brothers.

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As for Yu Jinwen, she also learned from Luo You and Fu Yu that Nan Song had been safely picked up by her elder brother, and a big stone finally fell to her heart.

After another day and night of not sleeping, Yu Jinwen rubbed his brows and leaned tiredly on the sofa, but the corners of his lips stretched.

Fortunately, there was no danger.

It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe.

There was a knock on the door, and He Zhao came in from outside and handed a stack of printed information to Yu Jinwen.

"Mr. Yu, the specific circumstances of the crash of flight Y1106 have been investigated. Generally speaking, it was caused by an accident. As for whether there were human factors, we are still investigating."

Yu Jinwen took the documents and looked at them carefully one by one, frowning and saying, "Is there any movement over Qiao Leng's side?"

"not at all."

He Zhaodao: "Captain Zhao has been transferred from Beicheng and is keeping a tight guard on Qiao Leng. If the process goes quickly, he will probably be escorted back to Country T in the next few days."

Yu Jinwen's face was calm and he asked again, "Where is Zhuo Xuan?"

"I've been sending people to keep an eye on it."

He Zhaodao: "She entered a hotel after arriving in Nancheng. I investigated and found that the hotel was opened by the director who bailed her out."

He paused and said, "Last night, Director Wang entered the hotel room where Zhuo Xuan was, and he didn't come out until early the next morning."

It’s unknown what he did in one night, but it couldn’t be that he was talking about the script late at night, right?

He Zhao cursed in his heart and did not dare to say more, looking at Yu Jinwen's expression.

Yu Jinwen's face was calm and there was no extra expression on his face. He only ordered in a cold voice, "Keep sending people to keep an eye on him."

His intuition told him that when Zhuo Xuan came to Nancheng, it would not be as simple as finding her next home.

Just Qiao Leng, why did you choose such a chess piece?
(End of this chapter)