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

Chapter 327 A gift to Yan Yuan
Nan Song was trapped in the Magic City Castle.

She didn't dare to mess with her eldest brother when he was angry, and her brothers couldn't help. She had no choice but to stay quietly in the room, doing a small job of never leaving the door or stepping outside.

She knew what her eldest brother was angry about. For her, the most important thing was to avenge her parents. She didn't want to let go of either Qiao Leng or Xiao En.

But for the brothers, revenge is important, but the most important thing is her safety.

Even to prevent them from worrying, she shouldn't put herself in danger.

After thinking about this, Nan Songxin also settled down.

When she was bored, she was thinking about what kind of thank-you gift to give to Yan Yuan. It happened that Robert got a good piece of jade from a friend's jade market and showed it to Nan Song.

When Nan Song saw the oval-shaped piece of jade, he was suddenly inspired and asked him for it immediately, "How much does it cost? I'll buy it!"

Robert didn't ask for her money, but wanted her to write Chinese characters for him.

"Brother's calligraphy is also pretty good. Why didn't you ask him to write one for you?"

Nan Song laid out rice paper and asked Robert while picking up a brush.

Robert said: "How dare I ask my cousin for a letter? Aunt Helen refuses to write even if she asks him for it. I'm not worthy."

Nan Song was amused by Robert's aggrieved expression, "It's okay, I'll write it for you. What kind of words do you want in a picture? What's it for?"

"Anything is fine. I just finished decorating my new home and I plan to put it in the study."

Robert thought for a while and said: "I see that many of your powerful calligraphers in China like to write things like 'The best is like water', 'Tranquility reaches far' and so on."

He spoke in broken Chinese, and then said: "I don't quite understand what those mean."

"Those are more vulgar and not suitable for you."

Nan Song said: "I will write you a different one, one that is more in line with your own temperament."

Robert became happy when he heard it, "Okay, okay."

Nan Song chose a thicker brush, dipped it in ink, raised and lowered his slightly red wrist, and bold and majestic words appeared on the paper in an instant.

I saw it read - Great Wisdom Ruo Fool.

Miaozai, Miaozai.

After getting the calligraphy, Robert happily ran to Luo Junheng to show off.

"Cousin, look, what Grace wrote for me!"

Luo Junheng had just finished handling some official duties. He thought of some old things and looked a little tired. He went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"What word?" he asked casually, and then raised his eyebrows, "Written by Xiao Song?"

"Yes!"

Like a child showing off a toy, Robert carefully unfolded the words and showed them to Luo Junheng.

Seeing the words "Great Wisdom Ruo Fool", Luo Junheng almost spit out the wine in his mouth, swallowed it, and couldn't help but cough slightly.

"How is it? Very good, isn't it?"

Robert was very happy, "She said what this is called...'Big Chicken and Weak Fish', I don't quite understand what it means. Does it mean a very big chicken and a very weak fish?"

"..."

Luo Junheng looked at his cousin's expression of curiosity and explained lightly in English: "I mean to praise you for your intelligence."

"really?"

Robert beamed with joy, "I am indeed very smart, Grace is great! Then I will take it back and hang it up."

He walked away happily as if he was holding a treasure.

Luo Junheng held the wine glass, was silent for a moment, and laughed silently.

"This ghost girl."

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The Magic City Castle has special carving tools and machine rooms, which Luo Junheng arranged for Nan Song.

After sending Robert away, Nan Song took the piece of seed material he brought and began to refine and carve it. There was no turning back in one stroke, and an airplane model gradually took shape.

This was her first time using a jade-carved airplane model. She held the small airplane in her hand, so cute.Her big, spiritual eyes sparkled and gathered light. She was thinking about Yan Yuan Bingtuozi's appearance on the plane that day, and wondered what his expression would be like when he was flying the plane.

With this thought in mind, the carving knife whirled gently between his slender fingers.

Nan Song raised the tip of his lips, and reluctantly used a carving knife to carve two little figures on the plane.

One was driving the plane expressionlessly, and the other was sleeping leisurely in the back.

"It's so hateful."

Nan Song felt that he was so creative, and he couldn't help but look forward to what Captain Yan's expression would be like after receiving the gift. It was probably similar to eating pickles.

She laughed silently.

After carving it, puff up your cheeks and blow gently, ready to take it to the machine room for polishing.

The phone beeped twice. She stretched her sore wrist and picked up the phone to see that it was a message from Yu Zeyu.

[Sister Nan, how are you?We are all worried about you. Are you feeling better? 】

This little guy thinks of her all the time.

Nan Song felt warm in his heart and sent him a voice message back.

On the other end of the phone, Yu Jinwen nervously held the phone after sending a message.

Seeing Nan Song's reply, he was inexplicably nervous, his throat was blocked, he reached out and opened it, and his heart trembled when he heard a familiar voice.

Her gentle and clear voice sounded - "I'm fine. Don't worry, everyone."

After the plane crash, he finally heard her voice!

Yu Jinwen only felt as if the tip of his heart was gently pinched by someone's hand. The force was not heavy, but it made him have an impulse and wanted to rush into the phone immediately and appear in front of her!

He even wanted to make a call directly, listen to her voice carefully, and see her face clearly!
But...he didn't dare.

He could only use someone else's identity to contact her, so that she would barely pay attention to him.

He knew that if Nan Song knew that "Yu Zeyu" was "Yu Jinwen", he would lose her contact information again.

She blocked and deleted it.

Yu Jinwen didn't dare to take this risk, so he could only try to restrain himself and restrain himself again!

After taking a few deep breaths, he stabilized his hands and slowly typed another line of words, [That's good.Are you in country Y, Birmingham now?Is it fun there? 】

Nan Song: "Yeah. It's quite fun. It's a pity that I'm in solitary confinement and can only stay at home for the time being and can't go out."

Her voice was full of sadness, complaining to "Yu Zeyu", like a primary school student who had made a mistake and was punished.

After all, Yu Zeyu was often imprisoned in the past, and they were both destitute people from the end of the world.

Yu Jinwen couldn't help laughing when he heard her childish complaints of grievance, and slowly typed out with his slender fingers:
[Is he being imprisoned?so poor.Who are you and why should you be imprisoned? 】

Nan Song: "He's not my big brother, the King of Hell. How can there be a creature like a brother in the world, who only bullies his younger brothers and sisters? My big brother is more terrifying than your big brother."

The corners of Yu Jinwen's lips kept rising. Is he scary?

How many bad things did that brat Yu Zeyu say about Nan Song in front of him?

Nan Song held the phone in her hand, and as soon as she sent this voice message, Luo Junheng knocked on the door and walked in. Nan Song was so frightened that she almost dropped the new phone given to her by her elder brother.

"Big brother."

Luo Junheng asked: "Who are you talking to?"

"Oh, a brother."

Nan Song pinched her voice and replied to "Yu Zeyu", "My eldest brother is here and I won't talk to you anymore. Be good and wait for me to bring you delicious food when I return home."

It was indeed a tone of coaxing his younger brother. Luo Junheng did not doubt it and just asked lightly.

"When did you raise a child?"

Nan Song: "Nani?"

(End of this chapter)