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

Chapter 325: The eldest brother is angry, and the consequences will be serious

Mrs. Mei was startled when she heard this. She turned around and saw Luo Junheng walking towards him surrounded by everyone.

He was wearing a dark brown double-breasted suit with a unique color and a black dark-patterned tie. His handsome and three-dimensional facial features were exposed from the back of his head. He was British and elegant.

When Mei saw Luo Junheng, her charming and sharp eyes with a hidden cold light suddenly softened, and her eyebrows curved.

"Hill..."

She stepped forward with a smile, but Luo Junheng's eyes did not shift in her direction even half an inch. Instead, they landed on Nan Song and waved to her, "Come here."

His face was calm, but Nan Song could feel an active volcano hidden under the iceberg, and he was angry at first sight.

Is the eldest brother angry with her?
The heart skipped a beat.

Nan Song walked over obediently and called softly, "Brother."

He asked again, "Why are you here?"

Luo Junheng was so busy that he often couldn't spare time to attend state banquets, let alone such playful receptions.

"Come and find you."

Luo Junheng looked at her quietly and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy?"

"No."

Nan Song lowered her head slightly and said softly, fearing that her elder brother would teach her a lesson outside.

She also wants to save face...

Luo Junheng didn't want to teach his sister a lesson outside, so he said calmly: "Go home."

"Oh." Nan Guobaobao Song followed closely, while Mrs. Mei held up her skirt and caught up with her, stopping in front of Luo Junheng, "Hill..."

Luo Junheng gently pulled Nan Song into his arms and told her to stay away from Mrs. Mei, as if he was afraid that she would get into something dirty.

He looked at Mrs. Mei coldly, his blue eyes filled with coldness, which made people feel chilly.

"Is something wrong, Mrs. May?"

The voice was completely cold and official.

Mrs. Mei's heart was chilled by his cold attitude, especially in front of Nan Song. She felt her face was hot, as if she had been severely burned by the tongue of fire.

"Do you have to be so indifferent to me?"

Mrs. Mei's eyes looked at Luo Junheng, full of anger and sadness, and she complained tearfully, "We have been in love for so many years, you..."

"Mrs. Mei, please respect yourself."

Luo Junheng interrupted her coldly, "There is no friendship between us."

He held Nan Song in his arms, walked around Mrs. Mei and walked out.

Mrs. Mei looked at Luo Junheng's ruthlessly leaving figure, feeling ashamed and angry, her face so distorted that it was almost deformed, "Hill Shelby!"

Ignoring everyone's looks, she shouted his name.

"My life was ruined by you, it was you! Why did you treat me like this? Why!!!"

Luo Junheng never stopped for her.

From beginning to end, not even an extra glance was given to her.

Nan Song was very surprised.

The eldest brother is a typical British gentleman. Although he is aloof, his basic etiquette in social situations is engraved in his bones.

This was the first time she had seen him show such indifference, even disgust, towards a woman.

Who is that Mrs. Mei?

Why would she say that her life was ruined by her elder brother?

Nan Song got into the car with a lot of questions. Just as she was about to speak, she was silenced by Luo Junheng's majestic look.

He moved his lips and said in a cold voice, "What do you want to do?"

"I..." Nan Song felt guilty, "I didn't want to do anything. I just came out to play."

"Swaggering around the market every day, like a peacock with its wings spread. Is this called playing?"

Luo Junheng's tone was cold.

Nan Song retorted in a low voice, "The one with the tail open is the male peacock, the female peacock usually doesn't open the tail..."

Luo Junheng's voice became more severe, "Are you trying to popularize knowledge about nature with me?"

"Hey." Nan Song raised his head in surprise, "Brother, you can still say 'nature'. Your Chinese has improved."

Luo Junheng stopped talking, his crimson lips pressed into a tight line, and his azure eyes stared at Nan Song, sinking deeply, making Nan Song's spine shiver.

She lowered her head silently, not daring to make any more jokes.

The atmosphere was silent all the way.

It was eerily quiet.

Until he returned to the Magic City Castle, Luo Junheng still ignored Nan Song and got out of the car.

Nan Song also got out of the car in silence, walking behind her elder brother with her head hanging down. When the maids saw her coming back and wanted to say hello to her, she stopped them with her eyes and gestures.

They left in good spirits and returned in despair. The maids didn't know what happened.

Looking at Mr. Shelby's face, they didn't dare to ask any more questions, and quietly retreated, secretly worrying for the young lady.

Could it be that the young lady got into trouble outside?
After going upstairs, Nan Song sullenly wanted to turn to his room, but Luo Junheng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and said without looking back: "Come to my study."

"..."

Nan Song closed his eyes silently, braced himself, turned around and followed.

—

As soon as he entered the study, Luo Junheng took off his suit jacket, and then placed the four treasures of the study on Nan Song.

He pressed Nan Song's shoulders, asked her to sit down on the chair, and said, "Write."

"?"

Nan Song didn't know why, "What to write?"

Luo Junheng lit a cigarette, and the cold smoke lingered in front of his cold face, accompanied by his slightly lower and deeper voice, "A letter of apology."

Nan Song: "..."

Her brain ached when she heard the words "Reflection".

"Brother," she called weakly, "didn't you say you don't need to write it?"

"I realize I was too kind to you."

Luo Junheng stared at her with clear eyes, and said without any emotion in his tone, "If you don't write it down, you won't be able to remember it. The wrong things you have done will be done again."

"Brother..." Nan Song's pleading voice came out.

Luo Junheng was very ruthless, "Three thousand words of self-reflection. If you say one more word, the number will be increased by one thousand."

Nan Song stood up: "Don't..."

Luo Junheng: "Four thousand words."

Nan Song was anxious: "Brother..."

Luo Junheng: "Six thousand words."

"..."

Nan Song sat down, he was ready to die, he still dared to bargain.

I didn't dare to say a word.

Write it.

Nan Song laid out the rice paper and picked up the brush, almost wanting to cry.

Writing a review with a pen was slow enough, but now I can write a review with a brush!You still have to use small regular script!Write six thousand words!

The brothers and sisters have been treated to death by the eldest brother's tricks since childhood.

What a tragedy!
Wearing this dress and sitting here writing calligraphy, not to mention the sense of incongruity, she was almost suffocated to death!
Looking at her elder brother with pleading eyes, Luo Junheng was sitting on the sofa reading a book, looking very focused and not looking at her at all.

After holding back and writing a thousand words, Nan Song couldn't stand it anymore. He took out a piece of rice paper, scrawled a few words with a brush, and held it in front of Luo Junheng.

Luo Junheng still ignored people and didn't raise his head.

Nan Song was going crazy. Who gave birth to this arrogant temperament? ! !
Tentatively, she stretched out a finger and lightly poked her elder brother's shoulder.

Luo Junheng lazily raised his eyes. Nan Song quickly lifted the paper and saw the black words written on the white paper——

[I apply and change clothes! ! ! 】

(End of this chapter)